I guess he finally lost control…because of me.
“I feel it!” I moan, soaring to a new level of heaven. “Oh, Daddy, it’s so nice!”
“I had to,” he rasps, his chest heaving against mine as he continues to pump inside me, causing a pressure to rise in my belly. “I couldn’t hold back, Gracie. Your pussy is just too good.”
His words of praise swim through me, sending me into the stratosphere. My body goes stiff one last time as a final wave of ecstasy quakes through me, and I slump back on the table, gasping for breath.
Chris slumps down on me, his heart pounding hard against mine. I count the beats,one-two-three.Focusing on them helps bring me back down to earth.
Somehow, even now, I can’t believe what we’re doing. What we’re up to. That my plan of transferring to Pine Hills and making Chris see me actually worked.
It’s like the first time, every time. All I want is for this to be my life. Forever.
My body is humming. Every single movement he makes, every touch, goes through me like electricity. Between my legs, everything is creamy. Even with him inside me, I can feel droplets of his release starting to spill out and run down my butt.
I’m just about to lean up and kiss Chris when his voice stops me. “This changes everything.”
“Ya think?” I giggle, gently massaging the back of his head with my nails.
He presses himself up on his elbows, and there’s so much going on in his eyes that I can’t even decipher it. “If you get pregnant, Gracie…we’re going to have to tell your father.”
His words drag me back down into the mud. Into the reality of our situation that I’ve been desperate to ignore. My stomach drops. “Can’t hide forever, I guess…”
“He’ll kill me,” Chris mutters.
“Will he, though?”
He sighs and looks away, but I press my hand to his chest. “You’re his best friend! He knows he can trust you. That you’ll take care of me—”
“No.” He shakes his head. “From his point of view, you’re off-limits, Gracie.”
He’s probably right. My dad may not be a control freak, but he is very protective of me. “Okay, then. I will talk to him.”
“Whoa, no way,” Chris replies, almost laughing. He smooths my hair back and kisses me gently. “That would be a disaster.”
“What?!” I gasp. “Me talking to my dad would be a disaster? I know him. I can get him to understand.”
He smiles, shaking his head. “You’re such a little firecracker.”
“Am I?”
He traces my cheek with his strong fingers and nods. “And I love that about you. But breaking the news to your father, that’s something I need to do.”
The bell rings, startling us both. We sigh in unison. I gasp as he slides out, leaving me with an empty feeling all the way up through my stomach. I quickly sit up and look between my legs as pearls of Chris’s milky white release drip out of me.
What a sight…
“I tried to hold back, Gracie,” he says, stuffing himself back into his pants and buttoning up his shirt. “But you bring it out of me. You turn me into an animal, make me feel alive. You make me lose control.”
I smile devilishly up at him. “Sorry. Not sorry.”
He smirks back at me, his charm like a warm blanket that makes me want to stay here, lying back with my legs open so he can use me again.
“You better not be,” he chuckles, tugging me to my feet. He spanks me on the ass before buttoning me up, and I feel more of his seed spill out of me, splashing on my ankles. “And don’t tempt me too much in class this afternoon, or I might just have to keep you after school.”
“Oh, we wouldn’t want that now, would we?” Chris kisses me and manages to get his belt buckled. I grab some tissues from my purse and start to clean up. “Look at the mess you made.”
“All your fault.” Chris winks, kissing me on the cheek. “See you later.”
