The Ex Games 2

“We’ve never had sex.” He laughed. “I know that’s hard to believe.”

“But you’re engaged?” I stared at him confused. “I don’t get it.”

“I did it to help her.” He shrugged. “I can’t really talk about it.”

“Do you love her?” I whispered, yelling at myself for asking the question that plagued my heart.

“I don’t love her.” He shook his head.

“Oh.” I stared at him with wide eyes. Where did this leave us? Was it possible that we had a future?

“I’ve missed you, Katie.” He leaned in toward me, and his fingers ran through my hair and down my face.

“I’ve missed you as well.” I reached over and ran my fingers along his lips. “I’ve thought about your face for so long. I can’t believe I’m here with you right now.”

“I need to have you again. I need to feel myself in you.” He grabbed me and pulled me towards him. “Let me love you, Katie.”

I nodded and he pulled me up onto my knees before getting behind me.

“I remember that you always used to love doggy-style.” He laughed as he positioned his already hard c**k next to my dripping opening. “I can go so deep from behind. It almost feels like we are becoming one.”

“I know.” I groaned as he entered me. “Oh, Brandon. Don’t stop.” I groaned as he slid in and out of me slowly. “Please go faster.”

“Do you trust me, Katie?” His hands gripped my hips as he increased his pace slightly.

“Yes.” I moaned and closed my eyes as I fell forward slowly.

“Let me take you in a way I’ve never taken you before.” He grunted and I cried out as he withdrew his c**k from me.

“What are you doing?” I moaned, wanting to feel him inside of me.

“I took one of your cherries, let me take the other one too.”

“What?” My jaw dropped open and I froze.

“Let me love you, Katie.” His thumb grazed my butt hole and I jumped.

“I don’t know.” I shook my head and turned to look at his face. I watched as he took his thumb and sucked it. Then he lowered it back to my ass**le and rubbed it gently. He rubbed my ass**le and then down to my clit and back. My legs buckled every time he touched my clit and my nerves were on high alert as his thumb trailed back and forth. I didn’t say anything as he continued teasing me. He then reached his fingers in-between my legs and his fingers played with my clit before entering me. I groaned as I felt a small orgasm shake my body. He withdrew his fingers and rubbed his c**k with my juices. He pushed me forward and rubbed the tip of his c**k along my slit to my butthole. I groaned as his c**k rubbed against my clit and I pushed back into him, hoping he would enter me.

“Hold on, sweetpea.” He kept teasing me and then I felt the tip of him at the other entry. I froze as he slowly entered me. It was a weird and different feeling. I felt strangely aroused by the feel of him in a place I’d never had a man before. He groaned as he slid into me slowly.

“Fuck, it’s so tight.” He muttered and I felt myself grow wetter at how turned on he sounded. “Oh, Katie. Fuck. I’m going to cum.” He moved faster and faster and I gripped the bedsheets as he stole my anal cherry.

“Oh, Katie.” He shouted my name as he pulled out of me and entered my pu**y again. “Oh, f**k.” He groaned as he slammed into me, his fingers holding my hips tightly against him as he f**ked me hard. “Oh, yes.” His body shuddered as he came hard and fast, pulling out of me and spilling his cum on my ass and legs. I collapsed flat on the bed and he pulled me into his arms as he spooned me. I fell asleep with a small smile on my face, feeling sore and happy. He never had sex with Maria, I sang to myself, he can’t love her if they never had sex. And then I fell asleep.

The phone rang and woke me up, but I didn’t open my eyes. I felt content and happy as I lay in his bed. I was hopeful for the future now. Maybe we really had a chance. I had given myself to him freely and let him do things to me that I would never have let anyone else do that I didn’t trust. Deep in my heart I knew that everything was going to be okay. Everything had worked out for the best. My perfectly orchestrated idea had gone according to plan.

“Maria, what’s going on?” He whispered into the phone and I peeked at him through my lashes. “No, I’m not busy.” His words hurt me as I lay there, but I tried not to feel jealous. He didn’t love her, he hadn’t even slept with her, I had nothing to be jealous of. I had just given myself to him, trusted him, he would do the right thing.

“What happened to Harry?” His voice was sharp. “Oh my God.” He gasped. “No, it’s okay. I’m the boss. I’ll explain. I’ll be on the first plane home. Just tell him that daddy is on the way. Give him a big hug and kiss from me.” And then he hung up. I sat up then, my heart beating and my head pounding.

“What’s going on?” I spoke up and he looked at me in surprise.

“I’ve got to go. My son is in the hospital.”

“Your son?” My face paled as I stared at him.

“Yes, my son.” He turned away from me and started pulling on clothes.

“I don’t understand.” I spoke softly, but I wanted to scream, I thought you told me you never had sex with her.

“What don’t you understand?” His voice was annoyed. “I’m not a monk. I had sex. I wasn’t wearing a condom. My sperm swam. I now have a child.”