TWENTY

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The bright morning light filled the room as it always did, but this time, when I opened my eyes, I wasn't alone in my bed. Alban's arms were still wrapped around me, holding me in them as if he was afraid to let go. By the way he was softly breathing, I knew he was still sleeping.

Looking down at myself, I mouthed a curse. I fucking did it again! Sex without protection. My pants were low on my legs and so were his. We were so tired we didn't even bother to take a single piece of clothes off. We both had our shirts on and my boobs were still out of my bra. My hand rose to my face, and I harshly rubbed it, pulling my cheeks down.

"It won't be long. I'll leave after a short while, my ass!" I mimic him in a low voice, feeling stupid as hell. It won't be long until he stuck it to me. That was what he meant to say.

What if Arjun gets in the room now?

I stood fast, moving his arms from around me, and waddled to the door. Alban's body leaned forward, falling over the space I left empty, but he didn't wake. He was still out. After locking the door, I took my pants off, and went to the bathroom. Not even bothering to close the door behind me, I took the rest of my clothes off and took a shower.

Under the stinging flow of steamy water, I continue to curse myself. I would have to go get another morning-after pill. Those weren't candy, so I couldn't continue to swallow one each time I met him. This should not happen again. I was still suspicious of his sneaky ass, so he could not stay this close to us. I had to find a way to humanely push him out of our lives. Starting with taking him out of my apartment.

After finishing my shower, I brushed my teeth, did my hair and makeup, and got dressed as if I had to go to work and was in a hurry. I was going to tell him I had to get Arjun ready and leave as soon as possible. I could tell him he shouldn't be around when Arjun woke, or we would confuse him. In my mind, I practiced a thousand possible excuses.

Alban was face down on the bed with his ass in the air, and an arm uncomfortably tucked under himself. I walked to the bed and gave it a kick. His butt jiggled a little, but he didn't move. I cleared my throat, and again, he didn't move. I cleared my throat harder and once more, he laid there as if he was dead.

Mother...

I lost my patience, got closer, and spanked his naked ass. "Get up!" I muttered, and he woke up with a grunt.

"Fuck!" His raspy voice expanded that word and it filled the room. I shushed him.

"Shhh, Arjun can hear you. Go, I have lots to do. Such a busy day." I lied, crossing my arms, hoping he wouldn't notice. He shifted to fix his arm and stayed there.

"You don't have a single thing on your agenda today. You asked Oma to clear it out for you." He grunted with his eyes closed and I wanted to fucking kick him in the dick.

"Fucking stalker!"

My eyes traveled back to his ass, and I saw the red mark of my handprint over it. His shirt was halfway up his torso and his pants were at his knees. He had his legs slightly opened and I could see his pink heavy balls in between them.

Instant lady boner.

I closed my eyes and bit my lips. He looked so fucking delicious, but I could resist it. I wasn't that desperate.

Was I?

Opening my eyes, they got attached to his ass again, like a metal to a magnet. I wanted to dig my nails into it again, as he thrusted deep inside me once more.

Arrgg! What was wrong with me?

Walking over, I gave him another one. This time harder on the other cheek. I had to even things out.

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