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I slide my hand close to your pussy, high on your thigh, careful not to touch you, teasing. I watch your eyes and love watching your stomach rise and fall as you breathe and writhe. "I want you to make yourself cum, precious," I lean over and lick your neck and nibble your ear before raising up and stroking myself while I watch you more.
 
I squirm and moan loudly as I continue my two handed assault on my pussy, watching you stroke yourself, wanting it, and I arch my back in pleasure as my finger finds my G spot.
 
"Good girl," I say, talking you through it. I slide my hand up and begin caressing your breasts, first the right, and then the left. "You feel amazing, baby." I keep stroking myself, just above where your hands touch yourself.
 
I shiver and moan at your words and touches, writhing underneath of you as my fingers stroke my G spot and my clit at the same time a little faster.
 
"You gonna cum, little one?" I ask, leaning over to take your nipple in my mouth as I keep stroking myself above your beautiful, golden body.
 
"Uh huh," I whimper, arching my back as you take my nipple into your mouth, my hips bucking as I fuck myself with my fingers.
 
I suck your nipple hard into my mouth before pulling away slightly, pinning it between my teeth for just a second before sucking it in again. My free hand goes to your hip and slides up and down your side and down and under your thigh, then back up. "Do it for me, baby girl," I say.
 
Upon your gentle command, I cum hard, screaming and arching my body, my juices flowing out and coating my hands and your balls. I thrash under you.
 
I rub your sensitive body as you quiver a few times, I scoot a bit closer to you and keep stroking myself. "That was hot, Lynn," I say, leaning in to kiss you once before stroking myself faster, getting closer to my own conclusion. "Move your hands, baby," I say.
 
I move my hands away on your command, still moaning and quivering a bit from my orgasm, and I smile up at you in bliss.
 
I lean over and take your nipple in my mouth one more time, for a few minutes, and feel your hand on the back of my head. A moment later I raise up, and with a low growl, I explode ropes of cum across your body from you pussy all the way up to your neck. The second blast rises high enough for one modest drop to graze your chin, and the remaining pulses paint your beautiful stomach and breasts. I remain kneeling between your thighs, breathing and gasping lightly as I smile down at you, taking a mental picture to remember forever. I lean over and kiss you. "Mmm, I like that, baby," I say.
 
I kiss you back and sigh "I like that too." I squirm, feeling the warm cum all over me. "Now I REALLY need to take a bath!" I laugh and look up at you, smiling happily.
 
I slap your cute butt as you crawl out of bed and head to clean up. I put my boxers on and lie back down. When you get in the shower, I grab my phone and return Riley's call.

"Riley?" I ask. "Why do you need to call me five times?"

"Because you're ignoring me. You haven't been to work on my shift since you and Lynn got back from Wisconsin, and Donovan doesn't know why you haven't been coming in during inventory." I hear her voice break slightly as she starts to cry lightly. "I need to talk to you," her voice trails off and she is unable to keep talking for a few moments.

"Rye....Riley," I say. "Just be still and breathe for a minute, baby," I say, perplexing even myself. I don't care for her, but I once did, and I chalk it up to that and the fact that my heart melts when a girl cries, making me feel like I need to fix her world, whether I can or not. "Just....just tell me what you need," I say, knowing I have now just asked for it.

"I....Reece, I can't," she cries some more. "Reece, I'm pregnant." The words hang in the air and her sobs are the only thing I hear. I knew this was coming, and yet it is not at all any easier.

"Are.....are you sure?" I ask.

"Yes," she sobs.

"Is it," I begin, unable to finish.

"I think it's yours, Reece. It has to be."

My chin drops to my chest and my free hand goes to the back of my head as I sigh. "I, uh......I have to talk with Lynn, first, Riley. Before we can meet and talk about it."
 
I relax in the tub, and I listen to you talk to Riley. Now she's done it, I think and I want the nightmare to end. I know she'll never give up, especially if she has his child. I wash myself and look at myself in the mirror, seeing the bruises and marks of the night before, and some memories flash back in my mind. My lower lip trembles and I shake my head. Enough tears have been shed, and I dress again in a Tshirt, not wanting to put anything on the lower half of my body for tonight. It was really sore now, and the bruises didn't look much better, if anything, they looked worse.

I walk back into the bedroom and light a few lavender scented candles I had bought. They were supposed to be soothing, which is something you and I needed right now. You were upset over Riley's news, and bad memories were trying to haunt me again, and doing a damn good job of it.

I sit back down beside you on the bed and curl up again, my face in my knees.
 
I look at you, my eyes connecting with yours. It's obvious that you have been crying, or at least were fighting it off. "Baby, what is wrong? Are you ok?" I ask you.
 
I shake my head, not trying to deny it. "I'm in a lot of pain, and bad memories are coming back," I say quietly, biting my lower lip to keep it from quivering.
 
I feel awful, and feel guilty. "You want to talk to me about it?" I ask. "Or, I'll sleep downstairs, tonight, if you're not comfortable. I'm really sorry."
 
"NO!" I say, grasping your hand tightly, tears falling. "Stay with me, please, Reece, I can't do it alone. . ."
 
"Do what, baby?" I'm seriously confused. I know I hurt you, but if you need help, I want to help you too. "Do we need to go to a clinic and check you out?" I brush some hair back from your eyes. "Talk to me."
 
It was becoming harder to talk, but I do my best, holding your hand tightly. "Sometimes. . . experience flashbacks. . . don't want to be alone. . . . please don't leave me, Reece. . . .no clinic. . . ." I sob, the crying taking a toll on my bruised side. "Hold me. . . . please. . . . "
 
I feel terrible and cruel that I have done this to you. It's not fair. I never should have violated you like I did, and had I known there was a history for you, I never would have. I never should have anyway, ever. I feel like I have broken you, and I don't like the person I am. In addition, I am going to now be an absentee father to a child of a mother I never should have been involved in. A couple weeks ago, my life was magic. Sitting here holding you now, I wonder if it is about to fall apart. "Baby, I'm not leaving, but can I run down the hall for just a minute," I say. I promise you I won't be gone more than two minutes.
 
I nod. "Hurry," I whisper, letting go of your hand. I feel really bad about doing this to you, I absolutely hated feeling weak and vulnerable like this, especially with my past.
 
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