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Laughing, I say, “You’re joking, right?”
“No. Just keep them hidden,” he orders, and then he’s moving, getting into position, lifting my legs over his shoulder. His tongue runs a line up my inner thigh, and my body turns volcanic.
“Isaac, that’s your…” I try to warn him as he continues licking a path upward. “Let me get cleaned up first!”
“You think I give a shit if it’s my cum? Besides, it tastes like you now anyway,” he says as he keeps going until his tongue is fluttering over that bundle of nerves. My eyes close on a moan, and I nearly forget the phone in my hand or the purpose of him doing this again now.
I snap a few pictures of him. His eyes are open and looking up in the first one. The second, his eyes are closed as if he’s enjoying himself. And the third of the top of his head because his face is buried against my body.
Unable to keep my attention on snapping photos, I start a video instead, pointing in that general direction as my thighs begin to quiver.
“Isaac,” I moan as I grip his hair in my free hand. “Oh my god,” I moan. “Oh god! Oh!”
The pooling pleasure inside of me grows and grows until I can’t take another drop. I ride the waves of ecstasy, shuddering, moaning, and begging for more.
Which Isaac gladly gives me, and my phone captures every second of yet another soul-shattering orgasm.
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
Holly
The past few days without seeing or hearing from Isaac have been agonizing.
But I know it’s nothing I did that’s keeping him away. He’s busy with the club and Laurel’s wedding.
I miss him all day, not just at night. Although, I did have to cave and buy batteries for my vibrator. Between that and the video Isaac let me take of him going down on me, I’ve been able to exhaust myself enough to sleep every night.
“Holly Garrison?” the doctor appears in her office, where the nurse left me wearing teal-green scrubs.
“Hi, it’s nice to meet you,” I say as she comes over to shake my hand.
I’m making good use of my and Isaac’s time apart by finally getting on the pill.
“Nice to meet you too. I’m Kathryn Jones. I just wanted a chance to talk to you face-to-face first before your exam.”
Before she’s face-to-vagina with me, of course.
“Yeah, sure,” I agree.
She closes the office door to give us privacy, then goes around to sit in the chair behind her desk before jumping right in. “I’ve had a chance to look over your medical history and don’t see anything to indicate potential complications –”
“Right. I know the drill, that you have to do the whole physical, but I’m just here for a birth control prescription,” I tell her. “Whatever has the least amount of side effects and works fast.”
She stares at me unblinking for several long moments. I can only hear the clock ticking on the wall. Finally, she blinks and says, “You don’t know…” she starts. “I’m sorry, Holly, but you’re a little past the need for a birth control prescription.”
“What do you mean?”
“We did a routine urinalysis screening on the sample you provided the nurse. Your pregnancy test was positive.”
“What test?” I ask in confusion.
“We test all patients before treating them. I’m sorry. I thought you knew, and that was why you were in here today.”
“You thought I knew what?”
“That you’re pregnant.”
“Oh no. There must be a mistake. I had a period last month. I’m not late!”
