Temptation

Chapter 11

-Aaliyah

We made it back to the hotel room and I grabbed Diggy and started kissing all over his face and neck. This should be a good distraction from Andrew.

Diggy tried to take over, but he was going to be all under my control tonight. I wanted to actually please someone else for once instead of getting all the pleasure.

I pushed him onto the bed and pulled off my dress to reveal my Victoria secret bra and pantie set . I ripped off his clothes and left him in only his boxers.

I slowly climbed on top of him and started to slowly grinded just to give a little tease. I kissed down his chest to his stomach and made it to his boxers.

I pulled out his member and rubbed my hands up and down on it. Then I slowly brought my mouth towards it and started sucking. I usually don't give head. The only times I have was with Andrew. And it was rare that him and I would even have oral sex.

I could tell Diggy was surprised about me sucking him up, considering I've never done it before. He continued to grunt and push my head up and down.

I slowly came up and rubbed my hands on his chest and took off my lace panties. That's when he flipped us over so that he was on top. I felt him insert himself inside of me and I let out a silent gasp.

I instantly felt something different as he continued to stroke in and out of me. Usually, it wouldn't hurt this bad. I continuously felt sharp pains in the bottom of my stomach.

About 7 minutes later, we both reached our climax and just laid down next to each other trying to catch our breath.

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I woke up to feeling warm liquid on the sheets underneath me. "I know I did not pee in the bed." I mumbled to myself, as I looked over and seen Diggy still sound asleep.

I reached down and touched the spot and pulled my hand back up from under the cover. My hand was covered with blood. I threw the covers off of me and looked underneath. My shorts were all stained with blood too.

"What the hell is all this?" Diggy asked, getting out the bed.

"I don't know , I just started bleeding." I couldn't even answer his question myself.

"Clean this shit up, imma be back later." He said, getting his bag and some clothes.

"Where are you going?" I ask.

"Listen. Don't fucking worry about it. Stay in your damn place, and stop questioning me." He said, storming out the hotel room.

I went out on the balcony and started smoking. I feel so alive whenever I smoke. It's like my pain reliever. I stopped after finishing half of the blunt.

I made a quick doctors appointment for today to see what the hell is going on with me. I hate going to the doctors, but my body is just acting weird.

I took a shower and put on a hoodie and some leggings with my uggs. I called the front desk for room service and left out.

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"Mrs. Davis?" The doctor said coming out into the waiting room. I grabbed my purse and followed him into one of the rooms. "So tell me why your here today." He said.

"I've been feeling weak lately, I fell while working out, my head has been hurting, and today I woke up and saw that I bled a lot from my vagina."

"When was the last time you've had your period?" He asked .

"Not for sure" I say.

"Ok, well we will run some test on you. But do you think there is a possibility of you being pregnant?"

"No sir," I respond, laughing at the idea of me being pregnant.

"Well take off your clothes and put this gown on, I'll be outside the door, so come out once your done." He said, grabbing his clipboard and leaving.

I take off all my clothes and put on the blue hospital gown. I left the room and followed the doctor to the x-ray room. After a hour of waiting on the results the doctor finally called me back into the room.

"Soo, Mrs. Davis , we found out what has been bothering you lately." The doctor said.

"Ok ?" I say, waiting on him to continue.

"It looks like you had a miscarriage. We found that you were approximately 2 months pregnant." He said.

"What? What- what could've caused it?" I asked, shocked.

"Smoking, drinking, and probably rough sex too" He replied. "Take these pills to recover, the directions are on the back."

"ok thank you." I say, walking fast out of the office before my tears start pouring out.

I got in my car and put my head on the steering wheel and just let my tears stream down my face. This is all of my fault, I killed my first child. All because of me drinking and smoking. I should've known I was pregnant from throwing up.

I wiped away my tears and started to drive. I made my way to my old apartment and knocked on the door.

"Aaliyah what happened? What's wrong?" Andrew asked me once he opened the door.

I just broke down right then and buried my face in my hands. He pulled me inside of the apartment and led me to the couch.

"What happened?" He asked again, with concern in his voice.

"Miscarriage." I managed to get out.

"I'm sorry love." He said, pulling me into a hug. I just cried into his chest. Not only about the miscarriage, but also about all the changes that I've been through. I miss just being wrapped in Andrews arms. He kissed my forehead and I felt even more comfortable.

"Everything is going to be alright." He reassured me.

"Thanks for being here for me" I say, as my tears slowed down. He pulled my chin up so that I was looking at him in the eyes. "You don't have to thank me, I'll always be here."

We just stared at each other for the longest. I miss him so much, but not the same old lifestyle. I just feel addicted to Diggy for some reason, I just keep going back to him.

We both leaned in and kissed. His lips pressed against mine was the best feeling in a while. We both pulled back and looked at each other.

"I'm sorry." We both said at the same time and let out a small laugh.

We both leaned in again and kissed, but more passionately this time. He asked for entrance with his tongue, which I gladly gave.

He picked me up with my legs wrapped around his waist and walked towards his room. We wasted no time taking off one another's clothes.

He laid me gently on the bed and hovered on top of me.

"You sure?" He questioned, before putting on the condom. I nodded.

He slowly stuck himself inside of me.
I arched my back in pleasure. He completed every stroke fully and took his time on me. I scratched his back every time he went deeper and let out soft moans.

I haven't had love made to me or made love to anyone else in almost a year. Diggy and I just fucked. Never made love. This was different with Andrew. Such a different feeling with him.

It was love with him .

Quote- Next time we fuck, I don't wanna just fuck, I wanna make love. Next time we talk, I don't wanna just talk, I wanna trust. Next time I stand tall, I wanna be standing for you.

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