Free Double Pleasure: Alpha Male Taboo Forbidden Romance by Heidi Hunter Page B

outlook on life. I’m tired of hiding and being afraid. I want to live before I’m too old to live a life worth living.”
    “Any life is worth living,” Dad said with a scowl.
    “You’re going to cause us so much grief,” Mom chimed in.
    “No, we’re not,” Carissa countered. “We’re going to change our last name so nobody knows.”
    “People will still find out, and…”
    “Even worse,” Dad interrupted Mom. “They want to change their name. My name!”
    “Why can’t you guys see it from our perspective,” Carissa pleaded.
    “It’s no use,” I said, standing up. “Let’s go.”
    My fiancé stood up. I took her hand in mine. We looked at our parents one last time, hoping to shame them into doing the right thing. Both of them turned their backs to us. I walked out of the dining room and toward the front door, Carissa at my side. Once outside, we got into my car, A Chrysler 300 that was nicer than the one she owned – a Chevy Malibu.
    “Are you sure you want this?” I asked her as we drove away.
    “We’ll start our own family.”
    We began our planning for the wedding on the ride home that night. A lot needed to be done to pull it all off after I graduated, but we were both up to the challenge. She was right when she said we made a good team. My life suddenly seemed limitless with my soulmate next to me day and night. Part of me worried she would change her mind at the last minute, but even if she did, I would still love her.
     

Seven

Carissa
     
    I was amazed when Mom and Dad declared they would be coming to the wedding. While I was prepared to go through it without them, both Mark and I wanted them to be there with us as we made the biggest decision in our lives. The party where we hooked up was just a spark that lit the love between us. We were perfect for each other. Happiness was a daily occurrence.
    The ceremony went off without a hitch. At the reception, a couple dozen friends and family members drank, ate, listened to our toasts, danced, drank some more, and so on. Around midnight, Mark took me by the hand and let me through the kitchen of the banquet hall we’d rented. Out back, we got into his car and drove to the nearby hotel where we had the best room available.
    As soon as we made it through the door and shut it behind us, we embraced and kissed. Our clothes were soon spread across the floor. His hands moved over my skin, touching all the right places. I grabbed his limp cock and tugged at it. When he was hard, he bent me over the edge of the bed. I expected to feel him enter me, but instead I felt his tongue on my tender pussy lips.
    “Mark…” I moaned.
    He pulled apart my ass cheeks and ate my pussy as if it was his last meal on Earth. Once I was wet, he positioned himself behind me. His hard cock slipped inside me effortlessly. When he started thrusting in and out, my breasts pressed against the mattress, teasing my nipples. We had already fucked at least a dozen times or more, trying all sorts of kinky positions, but each time was still unique and exciting.
    We cared so much about each other that it made the physical pleasure that much better. My mind connected with his seamlessly. Many times, we could understand what the other was saying without uttering a single word. As you might imagine, that made our sexy times in the bedroom infinitely exciting and pleasurable.
    I came with him deep inside me. As my muscles clenched around him, he cried out in pleasure. His orgasm was just as big as mine. After he pulled out, we both went to the bathroom to clean up. A warm shower with the man I loved was the best possible ending to the happiest day of my life. Everything had a meaning suddenly. Love was all we needed.
     
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    Eleven months later, our first child arrived. We named her Amy, which thrilled my roommate to no end. Mark was just happy to have me in his life full time. Together, we made it through the pregnancy. As for being parents of our own, we had a lot