✔️ MALEDETTO | 18 +

Chapter 9

Gasping, I fell backwards on the bed as he pushed me back. Propping myself up on my elbows, I looked at him, as he looked at me with downcast eyes, stripping down his shirt and getting rid of his belt.

I opened my legs, as he got on bed, and hovered over me, his clothed crotch pressing against mine. Sighing, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down, tucking with my teeth on his lower lip, looking him in the eye, saying,

"I love you." I lied.

I moaned as his tongue entered my mouth, my hands tracing down his back before tucking at his jeans, pulling away from the kiss, lying again, "I want you."

Pulling away, he opened his jeans. Smiling, I helped him get rid of it. After getting rid of his jeans, I pushed him down on bed with a naughty grin, straddling him.

With my face close to his, as he sat up a little, our noses touching, I grabbed his dick, that was already hard, aligning it with my entrance.

My chest heaving up and down, as I slowly put it in me. My back arching with every inch that he thrusted inside me. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he sat up and his face was the same level as mine.

His one hand grabbed my waist to pull me closer so that our chests were touching as his other hand wrapped my legs around his waist.

I whined as his hand, that wrapped my legs around his waist, slapped my ass now, before moving me in a rhythm, making me ride him.

My back arched from the pleasure, resulting in me pushing my chest right into his face. I felt his lips on my breasts, sucking and licking them.

Moaning I fucked him harder, as I was close, not only to come, but also to escape. The more I fucked him the closer I'd be to escape.

After all it was a give and take world. I'd give him pleasure, and he'd give me a baby, a perfect excuse I could use to manipulate him to take me back to my old life.

FEW HOURS LATER

Calina's pov

As I woke up after a few hours of sleep, I checked my watch and saw that I slept more than I should. Frantically, I got up from bed and changed my clothes without showering before rushing to my friend's place.

As I stood before their doorstep, I rang the doorbell. "Come on, come on, come on," I muttered, knocking on the door.

"Where is Zia? We'll be late, I--"

"She's ready, and she's here," Bob muttered, gesturing down next to him. "Oh," I mumbled as I didn't see her while looking at Bob, "thank you!"

"Come on, baby, we have to go, otherwise, we'll be late." I picked my daughter in my arms as she still looked sleepy, rubbing her eyes. "Thanks again, Bob!"

"Any time again! Love that demon!" He waved after us as I walked to the car, before closing the door behind him. After we both got in the car, I drove to the hospital.

Today, I had her appointment at the hospital. I would sign the patience confirmation form before we would check her in and do some tests before her surgery next week.

On the way to the hospital I saw from the rear-view mirror that she fell asleep. I smiled, before focusing on driving, telling me to be attentive of my surroundings, not wanting to be involved in an accident as I was still exhausted.

*****

As we arrived at the hospital, safe, I got out of the car before opening her door. Leaning into the car, I pecked her lips, caressing her head. "Zia," I said gently, unbuckling her, "baby, wake up."