Chapters (34)
- Title Page
- Table of Contents
- Playlist
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- Also by Q.B. Tyler
- About the Author
She shakes her head and wraps her hand around my dick, pulling it closer to her pussy, but I refrain from pushing inside. Some fucking how. “I’m on the pill, J.” She raises her pelvis and it grazes my dick and the air leaves my lungs in a gush.
My balls are tingling and my cock that is still in her tiny hand, by the way, feels ready to explode. “Right, but… you could still be pregnant. Like now.”
Her eyes narrow and she scoffs. “No, I couldn’t.”
“You’re a hundred percent sure about that?”
She looks off to the side and back to me probably trying to remember the date of her last period and the last time she had sex and I can’t believe I’m coherent enough to have this conversation.
“I’d love to fuck you raw. Believe me baby. But in the off chance you’re already pregnant and don’t know it, you’re left with the mess of not knowing who the father is if we have unprotected sex. Or say you’re not pregnant but I get you pregnant now… same boat.” I lean down and lick a trail across her mouth. “Make no mistake, I’d love any baby that came out of you regardless if it was mine or his but I just don’t know if he’d feel the same way given that you’re leaving him for me.”
She lets out a sigh. “Fine, yes. God, how are you able to be this rational right now? I wouldn’t have been able to stop just now literally if Parker and my parents were standing right over there.” She points a few yards away from us, before pinching the bridge of her nose and squeezing her eyes together. “Condom. Hurry please.”
I laugh. “Baby, I haven’t had sex in three years, I don’t have any condoms.”
“ARE YOU KIDDING!?” she screams. “No, JP there has to be some, somewhere. I know we didn’t use them but… we did once or twice?” She hops up and grabs my hand and I laugh at the fact that she’s dragging me into my house. “You have to have a box somewhere in here. Even if it was from when Trey and Chloe stayed over. Fuck, don’t condoms expire!?” She’s rambling a mile a minute and I can’t help but laugh.
“They’re usually good up to five years, but yes.” She runs upstairs to my bedroom and I hear her rummaging around my bathroom before I make it there. I make it to the entrance to my door just as she rips a box open.