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are you doing up?”
    “I
went to grab a drink from the kitchen and Lynne was in there.
    “Oh,
that’s one of Jake’s sluts. She say anything?”
    “Yeah,
just some girl stuff. Nothing you’d care to hear.”
    “Alright,
well come back to bed.”
    I
tried to calm myself down long enough to get back into the bed. He pulled my
hair away from my face, and planted a kiss on my cheek. I couldn’t bring myself
to tell Allan what she said, not now.
    Chapter
6 : Honesty
     
     
    Al
and I were sitting across the table from each other, enjoying the cinnamon pancakes
I just made, when I got the urge to be spontaneous. I walked around the kitchen
table and instantly fell to my knees in front of him. I slowly unlatched his
silver belt buckle and unzipped his pants, exposing his huge stiff cock, and
shoved it down my throat.
    “Go
down as far as you can, it’s alright if you choke,” he moans.
    Tilting
my head up with his hand, he looked into my eyes deeply, admiring my oral
technique, as I played with his hard meat.
    “Ah
shit, please don’t stop.”
    I
continued pleasing him until he exploded in my mouth. He then raised my body
into the air and firmly placed my ass on the granite counter top; yanking my
panties from underneath my skirt, and thrusting his cock in and out of me. He
used the cabinets for assistance as he pounded me harder and harder against the
faux wood, slamming my head against it.
    While
choking back several moans, I caught a glimpse of a shadow out the corner of my
eye. I looked over Al’s shoulder and in the hallway stood Jake, mimicking his
brothers every stroke behind his back.
    “What
are you doing here?”
    Al
quickly turned around and gunned for his brother with his pants holding on for
dear life around his ankles. He stopped to fix himself and cursed down the
hallway.
    “You
disgusting bastard, get the fuck out of here!”
    I
sat down on the cold tile and bawled my eyes out. “What is wrong with him?”
    “He’s
a sick fuck, always has been, always will be. Come on---sweet-face, let’s go
back to my room, it’ll all blow over soon.”
    “No
it won’t, Al. I’m leaving!”
    The
journey back to Waltham was a nightmare. I envisioned Jake’s hazel eyes,
staring at my legs wrapped around his brother’s half naked torso, copying his
every move over and over in my head. I climbed directly into bed as soon as I
got home, hoping this was all just a horrible dream.
    Al
tried to call me several times. Each time I sent his call straight to voicemail
and then eventually shut the phone off. My eyes filled with tears, quickly
flooding my pillow. Eventually, I stopped crying long enough to pass out
because when I re opened them it was morning again.
    I
turned my phone back on and had several new voicemails. Most were from Allan,
except one from a private number.
    “You
will be mine, Alecia Moore. Nothing will keep us apart. I know you want me, we almost
became one but you panicked, and that’s okay, I’ll wait for you.”
    It
was no longer a mystery, the restricted caller was Jake. I couldn’t decide if I
should just tell Allan the full truth now, about the kiss, the hotel, the note,
and the harassing calls. I mustered up the courage to call and confess, but
once I heard the pain and sorrow in his voice, I couldn’t bring myself to cause
him anymore grief.
    “Ice
listen, I know you don’t deserve this, and you definitely don’t deserve the
bullshit associated with me, but I’d like to take you out tonight. Just you and
me on our very first official ‘date’, you don’t have to come anywhere near this
house, I can meet you down the street or any place you’d like.”
    “I-I
don’t know what to say.”
    “Just
say ‘yes’, it’ll be one hell of a night to remember.”
    “Yes,
but where do we meet?”
    “There’s
a tree around the corner similar to the one in my yard, I’ll be there right
beside it.”
    “Alright.”
    “Be
there at seven o’clock sharp. If you don’t show up