From Love To Lust

Chapter Six

"Cause you are my one and only, you can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb and hold me tightly," I sang out in the privacy of my bathroom, staring at my reflection mimic my movement. I turned to my side, watching a small bump form in between my hips. I continued to turn myself, hoping the right angle would make it disappear. The only way I had my flat stomach again was if my body my straight. I sighed and turned forward again. Frowning at myself, I wiped the makeup off of my eyes. My hair dripped wet, as I combed through it slowly. Standing in front of a mirror stark naked made me feel self-conscious. I searched the bathroom until I spotted a towel hanging from the wall. Picking it up, I unfolded it and placed the cloth around my sensitive body. A heavy thumping shook the room and I turned my music down to a more reasonable volume. I listen closely as a pair of footsteps made their way around my house.

The handle of the bathroom door started to turn. Taking a step away, I placed my hand on the counter for support as i felt my knees become weak. It moved back and forth reminding me the door was locked. I let out a exhalation of relief, I was at lest safe. The women, as I knew from the voice called out my name and after a few moments, the handle stopped. A swift knock shook the door. I turned off my music, slowly moving toward the steady door. I unlocked and opened the door, with ease, to revile an ecstatic smile.

"My baby," my mom cried out, pulling in for a hug. I stood in shock, keeping my arms to my side.

"M-Mom," I stuttered, surprised at her presents, "What are you doing here?"

She pulled away from me with an amused facial expression.

"I live here, silly," she exclaimed, giving me a playful slap on the arm. I giggled falsely, keeping my stern eyes locked on her's.

"Not for 18 more months." My mum's face dropped as she looked at me. I bit my lip and pulled the towel tighter around me.

"I'm gone in the National Guard for a year and this is how I'm treated?" I slowly shook my head, unaware of anything that was occurring. My mind shut down, leaving my body to react on its own. Her face was hurt, "well," she urged. I pressed my lips together and looked ti the floor. She let out a huff of air, turned her heel and walked out the door, leaving me in complete and utter shock.

I sat in the dark of my room, thinking over everything. I turned my body, so i was sitting up. My eyes started to water but I stubbornly refuse to cry. Almost as if someone pulled my hair, my head snapped up, alert. Looking around the room, nothing was spotted. Suspiciously, i got up and walked around my room. My door was slightly open and I pushed it closed with my back and slide down so I was sitting on the floor. The hardwood ground chilled my legs, sending goose bumps across them. I lifted up my knees, and placed my head on them. What did I do, nineteen and pregnant. I grumbled to myself, running my hands over my enlarged stomach. If I would have never walked into the classroom, if I would have never stayed after class... My mind drifted off...

"Miss Rein, if you don't mind staying after class," Mr. Horan's thick Irish accent seemed off in my small town American school. The bell rang and everyone collected their things, exiting into the hallway. Everyone, accept me of course. I closed my music theory text book and attempted to cross my legs underneath the small desks. I tapped my pen on the desk impatiently as the teacher closed and locked the door. I dropped my pen and he asked my to approach his desk. I pushed my purse off my lap and started up the isles. He gestured to his chair and walked to the row of windows.

"Ya know," he said, playing with the string of the blinds, "I think you have a lot of potential." He quickly jerked the first set of blinds down and moved to the next. I concentrated on him, trying to figure out what he was doing.

"And, ya know," he chuckled, pulling down the second windows's shade, "I have a lot of potential." The bottle-blond took three steps forward and stopped, "and maybe," pulling it down, "we could have some potential, together," he pulled down the last on and stalked towards me. I noticed a large bulge in his pants. Blushing, I looked down my hands and his dress shoes came into view. He placed a finger underneath my chin and forced me to look at him. He leaned towards me and kissed my lips passionately. I stood up and jumped, wrapping my legs around his waist. With a devious grin, he pulled away from me. I gave him a puzzled look and he pushed my body against the chalk board with a hard bang. I breathed out at his aggressiveness, turning me on.

"Take off your shirt," he demanded, unbuckling his pants. I lifted my button my blouse over my head and bit my lip, trying to me seductive. His hands ran underneath my skirt, playing with the lace of my panties. Niall's fingers massaged over my bottoms, making them become soaked.

"Mmmm," I moaned out, closing my eyes.

"You like that, naughty girl," he whispered into my ear, making me moan louder. He bit my earlobe and started sucking as his timid fingers found their way underneath the thin fabric. I breathed his name and he spun around, slamming my onto his desk.

He violently pulled off my underwear and kissed my inner thigh. His tongue ran from the bottom and up to the top. He sucked for a second then shoved inside me. I moaned with pleasure as he rolled his tongue, occasionally pulling out and placing a small kiss before rubbing it against my clit. I began to thrust into his face and he chuckled. My face grew hot with embarrassment but my hips wouldn't stop.

"Cum for me," he moaned into me, vibrating my core, "please I'm almost there." I lifted up to see his hand placed firmly around his penis, jerking it back and forth. I laid back down, resting my head on his paperwork. His voice begged me to release but I held it in, to afraid to let loose.

"Please, Miss Rein," he pleaded. The way he used my name pushed me closer to my high. I tried to cross my legs, not wanting him there when I did. His other hand pushed my left leg up and against the metal desk.

"Miss Rein," he shouted, "if you neglect to do this I will fail you."

His sudden power and authority forced me the release. I moaned out and arched my back just as I felt him cum over my foot. His mouth stopped moving and he pulled his tongue out, resting his head on my waist. We both laid like this, trying to catch our breath. I placed my hand on my chest, attempting to slow my heart beat. He cleared his throat and looked up at me.

"How old are you," he breathed out.

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"Jesus!" I was startled awake by an unpleasant voice. I rolled over to face the annoyance, slightly unaware of what was occurring. My mom appeared in front of my face and I turned back over, not wanting to deal with her at the moment.

"Excuse me, young lady," her voice was loud and ragging.

"What?" I moaned out, to exhausted to do anything else.

"What the hell is this," I grunted and lifted up my back, twisting it so I could see what she was holding. My eyes had to readjust to the lighting and when then did, I saw the purple pregnancy test she held up to me.

"A pregnancy test," I stated bluntly. My mind began to catch up and I moved myself so I was no longer looking at her.

"Hell yeah it is, and it's positive, what the hell? I leave you for one stinking year and you go get knocked up, I will not have a slut in my household, nope," she chucked to small price of plastic at my and I jumped up.

"It not mine," I blurted out without control over my actions.

"Oh really," she placed her hands on her hips, "then who the hell's is it?"

"Gabbie's," my voice was a high pitched squeaked. My jaw dropped at my own response. I turned away so my mother could not see my expression. She walked up to be and violently pulled my shoulder back, making our eyes meet.

"I'm going to have to have a word with her mother," she spat at me, stanching the test from my bed and shoving me out of the way.