Chapter 11
Doing What’s Right
Gale Fears
Ihad done it. I had told the world the truth about it all. My father was currently in jail, and the entire firm was under investigation.
“I don’t believe this,” my mom said. “I can’t believe he did all that.”
“I know,” I whispered. “I tried to hide it, Mom. I promise. But it was going to come out anyway and—”
“Don’t be sorry,” Mom said. “I raised you to be a lawyer because I wanted you to help bring those who wrong others to justice. I raised you with morals and ethics. And if he was really involved in something like this, he deserves the punishment.”
I looked at her, sitting there, so brave and strong. I knew how much this had hurt her. She truly loved my father, and seeing him arrested had taken a toll on her. She looked tired, like she hadn’t slept in days. I still remembered when the police had come for my dad. He had glared at me, calling me a traitor, and telling me that he was the reason I enjoyed this life of comfort and luxury. That he did it all for us. To make us happy and allow us to live a comfortable life.
It would be impossible to explain how it had torn me to see him arrested, but I also knew I was doing the right thing. As more of his crimes were coming to light, I was left even more shocked than before. His actions were the reason that so many families were torn apart. Families, where the father or mother was wrongly sent to prison because of my father. Children left parentless because of him. And he did all of it for money. He said he did it for us, but in the end, it was greed.
I walked to my room, unable to take it anymore. I was also under investigation, but because of my confession, they had granted me freedom and were dealing with me with leniency. Hopefully, they would see I was clean, and that the firm was clean, and we would be able to go back to serving justice honestly.
“Gale…” Hillary’s soft voice tantalized me, and I turned around to find her standing there. “Are you okay?”
“No,” I whispered, turning away from her. “I am not. I am worried about my firm, and my father, and even the Avery case. I am worried about Daniel and why he would do something like this to me. I don’t know what to do, Hillary. I feel trapped. I feel like there is no way out and I don’t know what to do anymore.”
She walked over towards me, her arms slipping around me as she hugged me from behind, her warm embrace comforting me. She turned me to face her, and as I looked at her, so close to me, I couldn’t resist it. Her lips were right there, soft and tempting, as if waiting for me to kiss them. But before I could, she stood on her toes and placed her lips on mine. I melted against her as she kissed me so delicately, so gently and so lovingly.
Desire surged through me, and I pushed her against the wall, wanting nothing more than to make her mine. There was this incessant need in me. A need I couldn’t fight, a need that I didn’t want to fight. I just wanted to take her, make her mine, completely and thoroughly. I kissed her fervently and passionately, my hands groping her chest, feeling her soft, firm breasts in my hands. Her nipples were already erect, and I played with them, enticing a moan from her lips.
“I want you,” she whispered. “I want you now!”
She pulled up her skirt before wrapping her legs around me. Filled with uncontrollable desire, I unzipped my pants and took out my already throbbing, hard member. I wanted her so badly that I didn’t think I could wait another minute. I felt like I would explode at just her touch. I thrust into her, feeling the walls of her warm pussy contracting around me as I impaled her. She was already wet for me, ready for me to take her.
Neither of us wanted to wait another minute. She started grinded herself against me, and I laughed, enjoying teasing her. She looked into my eyes, and I saw how hers were filled with passion and untamed desire. I started fucking her, stroking in and out of her wet pussy. I pulled out slowly before slamming back into her, fucking her hard and slow. With every thrust, she gasped, her lips open and her eyes wide with desire.
“Gale!” she moaned, looking into my eyes.
I held her thighs, supporting her as I thrust into her again and again, feeling my hard cock sliding against her soft, juicy walls.
“Faster,” she gasped. “Please. Harder.”
Looking at her, her eyes filled with such hunger and passion, begging me to take her – it was all too much. I picked up the pace, going faster as I thrust in and out of her. Her eyes closed, and she threw her head back, clinging to me. I could see the euphoria on her face, and it just aroused me even more. I thrust faster, holding onto her as my own pleasure started mounting.
“Hillary,” I groaned as I fucked her. “I love you.”
“I love you more,” she whispered, her arms around my neck as she leaned forward to kiss me again.
I increased my speed, unable to stop myself anymore. My body was shivering with pleasure, and as pleasure rolled over my body, the sounds of our bodies slapping together echoed throughout the room. She was moaning now, untamed and filled with desire, as her body was filled with pleasure. And when she finally came, I could feel the walls of her pussy contracting around my cock. It was too much for me. It pushed me off the edge, and I came, filling her with my cum, throbbing and spurting as I came inside her.
“Never leave me again, please,” she whispered, hugging me tightly.
“Never,” I promised.
