Chapter 9 #3
“But you couldn’t,” I say slowly. “What’s between us is too powerful. Not only that, but you ignoring me made me feel like I’d done something wrong. Like I had goofed some way or another, and was paying the price.”
“I’m sorry about that,” Hunter speaks swiftly, dropping his head for a kiss on my lips. “But there is something more,” he acknowledges, “and I don’t even know if I should bring it up.”
I inhale, my big breasts rising between us.
“This is the time to be open, Hunter,” I admonish in a quiet voice. “You know that. We should get our secrets out now, before it’s too late.”
“There will never be a too late, Nova, when it comes to you,” the alpha male growls while staring at my lovely features. “But yes, I should tell you. You know that I’ve had sex in the past.”
I stare at him.
“Of course! Wait, why are you even mentioning that? You’re forty-five years old, and used to be married to my mom. I didn’t expect you to be celibate or anything.”
Hunter takes a moment before answering, collecting his thoughts.
“I’ve used women in the past,” he says in a low tone. “I think that would be an accurate description because they weren’t girlfriends, and we weren’t dating per se. But that’s not what I’m getting at, Nova. Something happened on New Year’s Eve that gave me second thoughts.”
My heart is racing as I stare up into his handsome profile, so somber and still at the moment.
“What is it? Is it my age? The fact that I’m in high school?”
“It is those things,” Hunter acknowledges immediately.
“But it’s something more. You’re not going to like this, but I have to put it out there.
When I touched you, Nova, you respond like your mother.
There’s a trick that I do, which involves rubbing the underside of a woman’s clit, and then circling it until she comes.
Both you and Betsy love that particular technique, and when you came on my hand that first time, you reminded me of your mom.
That’s what made me ignore you after that first encounter. ”
I stare at him.
“But it feels good,” is my whisper. “Is that wrong?”
“No, it’s not wrong,” Hunter responds, his eyes shifting away for a moment.
“It’s just that you reminded me of her in that moment.
I know this sounds fucked up and creepy, but when I did that to your mother, her pussy juices would thicken.
She’d grab my shoulders and then come on my hand, and you were the same way, Nova.
I could feel your pussy nectar thickening, and then sure enough, you grabbed my shoulders and orgasmed in my arms. It was amazing, sweetheart,” he says quickly, dropping a kiss on my lips as reassurance.
“But yes, it also brought back memories, and I had to step back and collect myself.”
I pause, my own thoughts whirling. Holy cow, this is more complex than I envisioned because while I love and respect my mother, I had no idea that Hunter was comparing us in bed .
“Wow,” is all I can say. “My goodness.”
“I know,” he rasps, bowing his head, unable to make eye contact for a moment. “It’s fucked up, and it gets even more fucked up, sweetheart.”
I stare at his tortured features, still trying to process.
“What do you mean?” I ask in a slow voice. “What else is there?”
Hunter lets out a sigh, his massive chest rising and falling against my breasts.
“Sweetheart, you came to me for birth control pills. You gave me your trust, and the fact is that I broke that trust. Not only that, but I’ve broken my vows as a medical doctor.”
Now, I’m really confused.
“How so?”
Hunter’s expression is one of self-loathing and disgust.
“I didn’t give you birth control pills, Nova. I gave you sugar pills that don’t do anything. You think you’re protected from pregnancy, but you’re not. I could have put a baby in you just now. At this very moment, in fact.”
I stare at him, my mouth dropping open. This time, I push hard against those broad shoulders, forcing him to pull out.
His massive shaft slides from my swollen folds, an enormous thick piece of meat with a tell-tale ring of red at the base.
The proof of my innocence on his dick is sexy, intimate, and a thousand other things too, but I have to address this issue first.
“You what ?” I whisper-scream. “What are you talking about?”
A look of resignation crosses Hunter’s handsome features.
“What I’m saying is that I’ve fucked up big time, Nova. I want you, and I’ve behaved like a fucking beast. I want to get you pregnant, sweetheart, and lied to you when I said I was giving you birth control pills.”
I stare at him, my heart racing at a million miles an hour. My cheeks feel hot and I’m shaking from shock.
“So the foil packets you gave me, with the pink pills inside. The ones that I take once a day. Those are not birth control.”
Hunter shakes his head remorsefully.
“They are not.”
“They’re plain sugar.”
“Yes,” he affirms in a low voice. “I’m so sorry, Nova. I know I’m a fucking mass of contradictions. I do want you to get pregnant, but only by me. I don’t want you to see other men. I compared you to your mother.”
“ And you lied to me! ” I scream, uncaring that I’m probably blowing out his eardrums. “On a really important thing! What if I slept with another man? What if he got me pregnant?”
Hunter shoots a sharp look at me, that blue gaze penetrating.
“That’s why I kept busting up your dates, sweetheart,” he says in a low voice.
“I knew that you weren’t protected, even if you thought you were.
I didn’t want something to go awry, and I sure as hell didn’t want some lame teenage boy putting his sperm in you, so I crashed your dates.
I’m sorry, Nova,” he says, his deep voice cracking and eyes intense.
“But I’m not sorry at the same time. You belong to me, and the only man to put a baby in you is going to be me . ”
I swallow the lump in my throat while trying to get things straight because the confusion is so immense that tears are prickling my eyes again.
“So you could have put a baby in me just now. We just made love, and it was unprotected.”
“It was unprotected,” the alpha male affirms, taking in my big breasts, heaving flanks, and swollen, still-wet pussy. “And I love the thought that you might be pregnant with my child right now. I know it’s scary, but—”
“ But you didn’t check with me first !” I scream. “What the hell? How could you betray me like this?”
“I’m sorry,” Hunter mutters again, unable to meet my eyes again.
“I’m a fucking beast and I deserve whatever comes my way.
If you never talk to me again, I’ll understand.
If you want to move out, I’ll put you up anywhere you like, sweetheart.
Or stay here, and I’ll get an apartment elsewhere.
Just know that I adore you, honey. I fucked up, and I acknowledge that. ”
“You bet you fucked up,” I say in a fierce voice while pushing the huge man off of me.
I’m trembling with outrage, hurt, and shame.
How could Hunter have lied to me about contraception?
The betrayal stings, and my heart literally hurts with the knowledge.
Then, without another word, I grab my clothes and run up the stairs to my bedroom before slamming the door.
Once alone, tears burst from my eyes as I sit on my narrow twin bed.
What the hell just happened? I gifted my cherry to the man I love, and yet Hunter betrayed me!
He could have gotten me pregnant without my consent just now!
I could have slept with Stan or David, and they could have gotten me pregnant by accident!
How can I live with Hunter’s betrayal ..
. and what if I still want him, despite his misdeeds?