Aftermath (our tragic story)

27. Spotlight (2)

[NOTICE] This chapter may contain mature content that may not suitable for young readers. Read at your own risk. *R-18*

After 2 months of getting engaged, my popularity started to boost again. I know what to do but I'm a little bit distracted about it. Some media started to email about stating what happened and even on talk shows. 

"Hi Future Mrs. Park." Timothy entered my studio just to check me out. He hugged me from behind while I'm working on something.

"What do you need?" I asked and faced him.

"You." He whispered. He started to give me kisses and showered me with his kisses. 

"Love... Did you lock the door?" I asked and he nodded and smirked.

He pulled me in his direction and make him seated on the sofa and I was seated on his lap. He gave me a French kiss until I catch my breath. He removed my flannel revealing my shoulders and he tease them with kisses.

"Are you done working?" He asked and I turned to see my computer and someone is calling me but I declined it and faced Timothy.

After all, I welcomed his kisses and now we are having intercourse inside my innocent studio and on the sofa I have when I'm still at my previous company. He entered his manly to me and I felt some kind of pain because I had never done this in a long time.

"Love, slowly. It hurts." I said and he entered slowly, but one hard thrust made me moan that loud when he fully entered.

"Shush... Don't be that loud, baby." He whispered and laugh the way I react when he gave me a thrust.

He continues thrusting until we felt the climax. My stomach started to twist as if there were butterflies inside of it. Timothy started to thrust harder and we are both catching our breaths until we both felt our release.

"Shit. Are you taking your birth control pills?" Timothy suddenly asked when he realize that he come inside me.

"No. I stopped not unless it's my ovulation day." I stood up and grab my phone to check my track and I was surprised when I saw that it is my ovulation day and I have a high risk of getting pregnant.

"What's with your reaction?" Timothy asked. I put down my phone and immediately wear my skirt and run to the nearest bathroom to wash.

"Timothy is in the middle of his spotlight, I don't want to ruin it," I said to myself while seriously washing.

"Lays, is that you?" A familiar voice makes me stunned. "It's me. What happened? Open the door."

"It's my ovulation day and we had sex," I said when I opened the door for Rays.

"Do you need emergency pills? I have some." I stood up and fix the skirt. "I told you not to stop taking it."