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chapter 3
Her stomach was doing somersaults.
Confused and helpless, she kissed him back which only made him move his rough lips more frantically, passionately. Skating his tongue over her mouth, he let his hand slide down to cup her rounded, still slightly swollen from pregnancy, breasts and rubbed where he could feel her nipple with his thumb. His full weight was resting on her small frame as she rested her back on the sofa, trying to get out of his grasp but knowing that really, she couldn't, he was too engrossed in her beauty to perceive this as anything other than a signal for him to get on top of her.
Then, without warning he was undoing her trousers with his teeth. Nikki could feel his hot breath on her stomach. Panicking she shuffled up the chair to sit up but this only made it easier for him to pull her trousers off completely, and confirming for him that she was as desperate for this as he was. Her short fast breaths out of panic matched His aroused ones. Unable to stop him now, Nikki had to grab hold of the armrest for support as his stubble rubbed against her delicate thighs and tickled them uncomfortably. 'Shit!' Nikki thought. Wanting this to end as quickly as possible, she tried to picture Lorraine doing this to her instead and embarrassedly produced a few high pitched moans mimicking Lorraine's. This only made her panic more about what she was doing, ultimately betraying Lorraine. He moved her pants to the side of her slit. Nikki tried to calm her breathing and 'tell herself it'll all be over soon'. Meanwhile, Hector was now flicking her clit with his wide tongue, over and over again. He squeezed her bum, behind her thighs and licked his fingers. Nikki shut her eyes. Images of Lorraine, betrayed and heartbroken, flashed through her mind. Then he went back to her centre, swirling around it with his tongue in little circles. She was no where near aroused, never-mind ready to orgasm. It wasn't working. Thinking that she'd have to fake the whole thing just to get him to stop, Hector slowly squeezed a couple of fingers in and wriggled them around. Nikki couldn't take it anymore. She squirmed in pain. Hector looked up at her face noticing watery eyes and a grimace. The movements inside her came to a halt.
Her eyebrows pinched together, and overwhelming sadness sat in her eyes. Tears building up, threatening at any moment to fall onto her cheeks. Suddenly, the tears overwhelmed her eyes, and sobs started to escape. Carefully, he took his fingers out and moved her pants into the correct place. Hastily, climbing to sit next to her, he looked at her with a worried expression. "I'm so sorry Nikki. I didn't mean to hurt you, baby." He sighed. "I'm just confused. I really want to make this work between us, you know?" He tried to soothe her. Holding her head in her hands, Nikki sobbed and whimpered, feeling hurt and disgusted with herself. Hector rubbed her shoulders and kissed her head.
When the whimpering eased Nikki knew she had to explain. She sat up and looked at Hector whilst opening and closing her mouth. "Hector. You don't need to be sorry. I've not b-been honest with you. At. All." She whispered. "Wha-. Oh my..." He roughly pushed his hair back with his hands. "I'm not the father am I?" He accused, this being the only logical assumption to him. She'd been upset with him and Vix and slept with someone, he knew it. It all fit.
Nikki bit her lip. 'What if I go along with it? Let him think he's not the father after-all?' Nikki thought. 'No. That would be so wrong' she quickly decided. These thoughts made her hesitate with her answer to Hector. He stood up, ready to leave. "No. No. No, Hector. You are, that's about the only thing I'm sure on at the moment." She shouted panicking that he'd not believe her anymore and stood up as if to try and stop him. "Look, the dates add up. I nearly always sleep with women. You're the only man I've been with since Tom". Then it hit her. Tom. She fell onto the chair again. This was all too much for her. "Who's Tom?" He asked forcefully, thinking the worst. He immediately regretted it though as her sobs turned into wails and her legs uncontrollably shacked. She'd not thought about him for months. Put him right to the back of her mind. It was easier this way.
Hector realised she was going into a trance, shutting the world out, so decided to try a different approach. She needed to talk about this and he seemed to be the only one who cared. "Nik," he sighed, "I think you and I both know you need to talk about this."
"I-I-"
Knock knock knock.
They both jumped.