As If I Wouldn’t Fall Read Online Jessa Kane

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27270 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
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“You’ve got me locked down.” I tilt my hips and bear down into his grinds, my eyes widening as the pleasure starts to take me. “I’m yours. You’ve locked me down.”

“Forever, Ayla. For fucking ever.”

My neck loses the ability to hold my head up and I whimper, “Forever.”

That single word seems to shoot Flynt over the edge and we both go soaring together, groaning against each other’s open mouths, my legs wrapping around him and squeezing, his hips circling, grinding, our movements frantic as we work the final drops of frustration free.

I have no idea how long we stay like that, fluids dripping from our intimate parts where they join, our shallow breathing eventually turning more even. After a while, I start to notice a slight increase in tension in Flynt’s shoulders. I lift my head to find him looking at me with so much fiery intensity, I can only stare back in awe and wait.

“Is there anything you want to tell me, Ayla?”

At first, I have no idea what he’s talking about. My brain has been wiped clear by the last fifteen minutes of sweaty lovemaking. I barely know my own name.

“What do you mean?”

He gives me a warning look. “Ayla.”

Oh my gosh. My whole plan for the day comes back into focus. I need to tell him I might be pregnant. But before I can say a word, he speaks again.

“I’ve known your cycle by heart since freshman year.” He tilts his head, studies me. “When it’s that time of the month, you take bathroom breaks after second and fifth period to change your tampon.” He shifts his hips and I’m so sensitive that I suck in a breath. “As far as I can tell there’s nothing inside you right now except for me.”

Is he mad? I study his face. The downturned corners of his mouth. The way his dark eyebrows knit together, his gaze glittering.

Oh God, he does seem angry. Is he mad at me for getting pregnant? Does he already know I lied about being on the pill?

Of course, he’s going to be mad. He’s eighteen and I’m about to saddle him with a baby. What was I thinking? How could I be so impulsive?

Is he going to break up with me?

“Flynt—” I sob.

But I don’t get a chance to say another word, because the door to the AV room busts wide open. I scream at the sudden noise. And when several cops stride into the room, one of them flipping on the lights and blinding me, I cling to Flynt as hard as I can. What is happening?

“Mr. Porter?”

Flynt is so busy fixing my clothing to hide my nudity, he answers almost distractedly. “What?” he snaps, murder crackling in his eyes. “Don’t fucking look at her.”

“You’re under arrest for stealing car parts.” An officer steps forward with a pair of handcuffs and my life flashes before my eyes. “We’ve got you on camera, son. The owner of the car is pressing charges. Now, I see you’re a little busy…” He shares a chuckle with the other officers. And my principal is there, too. Oh lord. What is going on? “But I’ve got to Mirandize you and bring you down to the station.”

“Take one step closer to her and I will snap those cuffs closed around your throat,” Flynt growls, shielding me with his body. “And I said, don’t look at her.”

“Sorry, son.” He lowers his voice for our ears alone. “But you broke the law. Time to face the music.”

“Stolen car parts?” I ask Flynt in a whisper. “Not…not the ones you used to fix my car…?”

His jaw stiffens but he doesn’t answer. Thoughts are whirring behind his eyes a million miles an hour. His chest heaves, sweat breaking out on his forehead. Adrenaline has caused Flynt to stiffen again inside of me.

Apparently, no matter the situation, good or bad, my body responds to the stimulus the same way. I bite down on my bottom lip to hold in a whimper, struggling not to shift my hips. Flynt must feel me growing wetter, because his tortured gaze whips to mine. “Give me five more minutes with her,” he growls, flattening me roughly to the wall. “One more time and then I’ll come along without a fight.”

“You’ve had your fun. Let’s go.”

The officer starts to close the distance between us and Flynt gives me an upward drive of his hips, making me whine in that high-pitched way I can’t help sometimes. And my boyfriend is fucking me in front of the whole police force. Bucking frantically, snarling into rough kisses, his fingertips biting into the flesh of my ass to hold me steady. I don’t care about who is watching, though, I only see Flynt. I can only be extra desperate for him because they want to take him away from me. He stole car parts—and deep in my bones, I know he stole them for me. I’m the reason he’s going to jail. Maybe worse.


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