Twenty five

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'Negative' read the test. She sighed a sigh of relief.

"Con" Jacob called as he entered. She jumped a little and put the test in the bin.

She walked down, Jacob's back facing her as he had his head buried in the fridge, she cane behind him and pinched his bum. "Hey you" she smiled and he spun around, grinning and kissing her lips.

They sat at dinner that night. "Move in with me?" Jacob questioned. Connie's eyes popped wide open. "But.." "we can tell my mum. Josh isn't here anymore con. I love you, I want to live with you forever. I want my mum to know I love you" he smiled and stroked her knuckles over the table. She grinned and kissed his hand. "Okay" she giggled and went around and sat on his knee.

Connie's arms wrapped around Jacob's neck. She pecked his lips and grabbed his hand. "Come on" she smiled and he grinned as she lead him up his stairs, to the bedroom.

She grinned and pushed him into the bed. He smirked at her as she lifted her top off over head and stepped out her skirt and underwear. "You're magnificent" he bit his lip, staring at her as she unclipped her bra. Standing at the end of the bed she placed her index into her mouth. "Glad you think so masters" she whispered and pulled his jeans off.

She crawled up the bed and straddled him. He growled and held her hips as she slid onto him. "Oh.." Jacob moaned as she took him fully.

She rode him, fast.

Jacob cursed over and over again. The bed shook against the wall. The sweat building up on the pair of them, until Connie reached her climax, setting Jacob off, the pair pouring out at the same time.

They both lay on their back panting, trying to catch their breath. "Our sex is so good" she grinned and looked up at him. He smirked and kissed her before getting up. She moaned and attempted to pull him back. "Where you going" "toilet" he laughed and went to the toilet.

After finishing on the toilet, he washed his hands, dropping the wet tissue into the bin, his eyes suddenly noticing the test, he picked it up and nearly dropped it again....

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