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"Hmm, Holly. Does he bring you right to the edge?" He pulled his hand away suddenly. "And then leave you hanging?" The growl that came from me was frustration and need bundled together. It was primal. Desperate.
My trip to the doctor three days ago had been two-fold: I'd wanted to check out the consistent rasp in my breathing; and I was scheduled to have my first ultrasound. Except that the technician couldn't find a heartbeat. I'd gone back today to get the second blood test to check my hCG levels. After the doctor gave me the news that I'd miscarried, I'd sat in my car for a good thirty minutes staring out at the parking lot but not paying attention to the people and other cars moving about.
I'd wanted my mom more than anything at that moment.
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I couldn't walk away. Not that time. You surprised me at being so open to everything I did or suggested. Especially the spanking.
He continued pounding. Nuzzling my neck, his chest smashed to my chest. One hand fisted in my hair while the other massaged my breast, his thumb going to work on soothing my nipple. And then he was coming inside me while I had another orgasm.
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I watched the hustle and bustle of the crowd swirl around me. Despite the apparent disarray of their movements, they knew where they were going. They each had an agenda. a plan. But what was my plan.
My knees fell open, and he nestled closer. I mumbled between his kisses, "I'm so sorry. I know we hadn't planned it. I-" "Oh, Holly.