Rebel At Heart

Chapter 29: I'm Desperate, Get Over Yourself

"Raini!"

"Coming!"

She walks into my room.

"What now, Bos?"

I squirmed.

"I'm freaking dying here!"

"Then go see Blake!"

"Why?"

"Because he's the only one that should fuck you while you're pregnant."

"I don't love him anymore, though. I don't trust him either."

"Then go for a one night stand!"

"Screw you!"

"GO FUCKING TALK TO HIM AND TAKE CARE OF YOUR HORNINESS!!"

I can't believe she actually got me to see Blake. Here I am, standing in front of the apartment door, waiting for him to respond.

I knock again. He opens the door.

"Boston."

"Blake. Can I come in?"

He steps aside, letting me through. I turn towards him as he closes the door. The minute he turns to me, my lips are on his. He doesn't need any persuading to open up and kiss me back. When his common sense comes back, he pushes me away.

"Boston, we need to talk."

"No. We don't. I'm not getting back with you Blake. I'm just horny as hell here and need something to relieve the burning feeling in my pussy."

He closes his eyes.

"Shit, Boston. When those words come out of your mouth, I remember the feeling of being inside of you. The wet suction begging me to stay buried inside of you all day rather than go to class."

I shiver. Damn.

"Can we talk after we're done?"

"I don't know if I'm ready."

"So, you just want a quickie?"

"Just fuck me already."

He lifts me up, taking me to his bedroom. I can feel his erection pressing against me. It's so familiar. My pussy clenches, remembering the way he feels.

"Please Blake! I want you now!"

He throws me back on the bed, stripping us both with lightning speed. He pulls a condom out of the nightstand and I grab his hand.

"No use. I'm already knocked up."

He nods, thrusting inside me roughly.

"Oh how I've missed you."

"I've missed you too, baby."

"I'm talking to your dick, idiot. I've missed your dick."

"Fuck you."

"You already are."

He growls, thrusting into me violently.

"Careful! Baby on board here!"

He nods, thrusting again. I grip the sheets tightly, raising my hips to his. He pulls in, pushing in torturously slow. I can feel my orgasm building inside of me. He continues his pace, letting my orgasm build. Blake speaks right before I reach my needed climax.

"Will you marry me?"

I explode around him, too lost in my orgasm to register the words he just said.

Seconds after me, he follows with his own orgasm. Then he speaks the words again.

"Will you marry me?"

Now I hear the words.

Clear as day.