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We both looked up as the girls cheered and giggled. Jordan had finally given in, standing up on the chair and letting the girls dance all over him. I laughed and lifted my glass to him, watching him shake his head and roll his eyes.
“He’s a good guy,” I said. “And he has a really good girl, too.”
“Lindsey?”
“Yeah,” I said, looking over at him.
“She is a good girl,” he said. “I actually have hooked up with her sister Sarah a few times. She is a wild one. She’s the whole reason I ever found out about Amanda in the first place. She had some really nasty things to say about her. That’s when I knew you would be better off without her.”
“Wait, you slept with Sarah?”
“Yeah, she’s a sweetie, really wanted to look out for you because you’re my best friend,” he said. “I’ll have to introduce you sometime.”
“Don’t bother, I’ve unfortunately had the pleasure of meeting her,” I said, standing up and grabbing my coat.
“What does that mean?”
“You don’t know that girl at all,” I said, pointing at him. “Trust me. She is not what she seems. Man, I knew I should have questioned you on where you got that information from. I am such a damn idiot.”
“Trouble or not, she did give me that marriage document,” he said, shrugging.
I turned away from him, finishing my drink, a sick feeling settling in my stomach. This whole big story about the lies of Amanda was all circling around back to Sarah. I couldn’t believe what he just told me. I could have sworn that Lindsey didn’t know what she was talking about. I had kicked Amanda, the woman of my dreams, out of my life, and it could possibly have all been for nothing. She could have been the victim of this girl’s twisted plans, and I made it worse by not believing her.
“Hey, where are you going?” John asked.
“I’ve had enough of this party,” I said. “The keys are on the counter. The room is booked through tomorrow in case you guys stay. Make sure nothing gets broken.”
I turned and walked towards the door, sneaking past the guys and closing it behind me. The silence of the hall was relaxing, and I stood there for a second, searching for my phone. I wanted to call Amanda, to find out if everything that Lindsey said was the truth, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I shoved my phone back in my pocket and climbed in the elevator. Everything was pointing to Sarah, no matter which way I turned, but I was still unsure who to believe. I did have that document, but Lindsey was right. It totally looked forged when I scrutinized it. My brain tried to play those coincidences off, but I still couldn’t shake the feeling that I had been played somehow.
I got out of the elevator and headed to one of the cars waiting outside. I thought about it all the way home, realizing that I was drunker than I thought. Maybe it was a good thing I didn’t call her. I wouldn’t sound very convincing slurring my words. When I got home, I dropped my stuff inside the door and went to the bedroom. I undressed and turned on the shower, needing to wash the stench of cigars and hookers off my clothes.
My thoughts drifted from the naked strippers quickly over to Amanda and how hot her body was. She was real, down to the tiny, star-shaped birthmark on her lower back. The sex we had was out of this world. I let the hot water roll over my tense muscles as I leaned forward and closed my eyes.
In my mind, I was in the bed with Amanda, running my fingers down her back, feeling her soft skin on my fingertips. I rolled my hand down to my cock and grabbed on tightly to my erection, already hard from picturing Amanda there with me. I went back to the bedroom in my mind, bringing Amanda’s body back into view.
She looked up from the bed at me, swiping her hand down my stomach and grabbing onto my cock. I smiled down at her and sat back on my heels, letting her jerk my cock for a moment. Her tiny, little hand pulsated against my shaft as she pulled it up and down, biting her bottom lip. She leaned forward and ran her lips over the tip, smiling up at me before opening her mouth and sinking her warm lips down the shaft, all the way to the base. I groaned loudly, feeling her suck hard as she started to bob her head up and down. I pulled my hand up and pushed lightly on her head, holding her down for a moment before watching her slide back up again. She looked up at me with watery eyes, and I snapped, needing to feel her pussy wrapped around my cock.
I grabbed her face and lifted her head up before pushing her down on the bed. She giggled as she bounced up and down on the mattress, her perfect tits jiggling all over the place. I imagined myself crawling toward her as she spread her legs apart, revealing her beautiful, pink pussy. I ran my fingers down her stomach and pushed two of them inside of her, watching her suck on her bottom lip and groan in pleasure. I fingered her hard and fast right there, wanting to get her in the mood, wanting her pussy to be nice and wet when I fucked the hell out of her. When I had gotten her to the point where she was begging me for my cock, I pulled my fingers out and stuck them in her mouth, feeling her lick her juices from my hand.
I grabbed my dick and moved forward, sliding it through her folds and then thrusting deep and hard, feeling my cock fill her up. She arched her back and screamed out, her body tight with anticipation. I grabbed her hips and started to push, fucking her deep, slow, and steady. As her moans began to rise, so did my pace, and before long, I was pounding into her so hard the bed was slamming against the wall. She thrashed her head back and forth, moaning and laughing in pleasure. I leaned forward and continued to hump her, pushing in and pulling out with force. My hands slid up into hers, and she looked deeply into my eyes, her mouth open as she breathed heavily. My hand gripped tighter to her waist as I slammed upward, pushing a
ll the way in and then doing it over again.
“I’m gonna come,” she moaned out, exploding the fire inside of me.
I pushed my hips faster, our bodies slapping against each other. She reached up and gripped my shoulders, arching her chest and throwing her head back as her whole body began to shake. I could feel her pussy pulsing and tightening around my cock, and when her juices exploded around my shaft, I groaned, coming hard inside of her.
I opened my eyes as my warm seed squirted out of my red, pulsing member, shooting down into the bathtub and washing away with the water. I was back in my own house, and Amanda was nowhere to be found.
Chapter 21
Amanda
Lindsey skipped down the street dressed in a long, pink sundress, a tiara, and a sash that read “Bride” on the front of it. She was already toasted from the champagne in the limo. I smiled and chuckled watching her put her arms around her cousins and talk excitedly about marrying Jordan. I was jealous. I couldn’t help it. Every time I thought of the wedding, I thought of Nathan and the opportunity that I had missed out on. I was alone, pregnant, and brokenhearted, which I decided was one of the worst combinations that anyone could have ever come up with. The entire time I thought the universe was giving me signs, it was actually toying with me. But I had to stop thinking about it, I was at Lindsey’s bachelorette party.
It was only a week from the wedding, and since Jordan was going to his work bachelor party, or so he called it, we were out celebrating with Lindsey. Everyone around me was getting drunk, especially the bride, but I was sitting back not getting drunk. Nights like these were supposed to be a riot, drinking heavily and getting wild. Unfortunately, with the baby in my belly, I couldn’t indulge, which only made me realize how much my wild times were coming to an end. I hated to be selfish, but it was incredibly depressing knowing I was becoming a boring mother while everyone else lived their lives happily.
Once we were at the bar, Lindsey lifted her glass high and toasted to her upcoming wedding. Everyone in the place cheered, and I sat back in my chair, shaking my head and laughing. She deserved to let loose, especially after working since she was sixteen and going through the stressors of planning a monster wedding. I, on the other hand, was exhausted as always, and I could feel my pants getting tighter around my waist. I really hoped that my bridesmaid gown fit me comfortably. Otherwise, I was going to have to buy a shawl to cover up my baby bump, which would be just as telling as if I just sported the round belly I would eventually get. I was hoping, though, that it came sooner rather than later.
