Flames of pleasure

His hands ravaged every part of her, leaving her breathless.

Taylor wanted more.

More of his touch, more of his passionate kisses, she wanted everything he could give.

Wanted to be under him in a bed.

She longed to touch, to grab his curly hair, to run her hands through his hair, to Trace the stubble of hair, to touch his jawline.

She was aching with arousal.

To make matters worse, the man was staring at her with such dreamy eyes!

Taylor was going to collapse under his gaze!

The man's lips curved into a lazy half smile. 

"Can we go somewhere? He whispered in her ears, making her shiver, making her legs ache.

She followed him, as he led her from the room filled with people dancing to a private room..

Everyone they met on the way, acknowledged him like he was a very important personality.

Taylor could not wrap her head around it, she had no time to think about it, cos immediately they got in, he was leaning into her, Kissing her fiercely, his hands ravaging her, reaching for her zipper, pulling down her dresss.

"You are beautiful" his husky deep voice, filled her with waves of pleasure.

Taylor could not hold back, she let her hands run through those thick curly hair,

She moaned when he grind into her, capturing her mouth with his.

On bed, he took control, his kisses wild, and fierce..

Taylor writhed under him as he enveloped her with flames of pleasure.

Her hands traced his skin, his abs, and she grab a fist of the curls on his head as he kissed her neck, licking and teasing and biting.

When his mouth left her neck to her ears, telling her how beautiful she was, she could not hold it in anymore.

"You're so beautiful" he said, adding fire to her throbbing center...

She pulled him close, wrapping her legs around him.

"Can't wait? He chuckled, a deep throaty sound, it was enough to make her come..

" Please" she begged, till she felt him at her entrance.

The pain knocked her, he was so huge, could he even fit into her?

He pushed another inch into her, and she could not breathe as he filled her up.

Pain shot through her,as he pulled out and pushed back in.

She gasped, as he rocked his hips, thrusting into her, tears filled her eyes, and the pain was replaced with pleasure.

Taylor moaned as he slid her tongue into her lips, as his fingers cupped her breast.

She gasped as he raised her legs, she felt him deeper inside of her, 

He kept up the fast pace.

"You take me so good Angel" his beautiful eyes locked with her's as he emptyed his seed deep inside of her

The sound of his phone however, disconnected the moment, leaving Taylor bereft.

He groaned, reluctantly disentangling himself. "I'm so sorry," he whispered, eyes scanning the screen. "I have to go." Taylor's gaze followed him as he hastily dressed, feeling a pang of disappointment. He handed her a card, his smile fleeting. "I'm sorry again. Take care." With a final glance, he was gone. 

She'd finally done it, finally had sex, yet it was with a random stranger, that she might not ever see again.

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Days turned into week and Taylor's world spun around her.

She could not forget the stranger's touch, his kisses, the way he made her feel, nor could she understands the subtle changes in her body system.

A creeping sense of unease settled in her chest.

Her period was late again.

Panic set in as she thought about the stranger, the single night they'd shared, and the possibility of a baby. Taylor's mind reeled with questions. What would she do? How would she handle this? She wasn't ready for motherhood.

The thought sent her rushing to her calendar, counting the weeks since that night. It was possible. All too possible. Taylor's heart raced as she contemplated the next step – a pregnancy test, a doctor's visit, and the daunting reality of her situation.

She took the bold step nevertheless.

The result however was a hard pill to swallow.

Taylor had never imagined herself as a mother, , she didn't even know how to react to the news.

What was she going to do?

How could she take care of this child?

She was not even ready for it.

It scared her out of her mind, what was the next step?

"Congratulations ma'am, I'm sure you're going to have a very beautiful baby" the doctor winked, interrupting her train of thoughts.

"Your husband is so lucky!

" There's no husband " Taylor replied.

" A boyfriend? The doctor asked

Taylor was tired.

There was no boyfriend nor husband, only a random stranger with curly hair and lovely eyes , mouth, and hand.

" You don't understand Doc"

" He needs to know anyways" the doc replied with a smile.

He did not understand.

Only Taylor knew the weight of what she was carrying.

She trembled with the thought of a baby.

She was so not ready for this.

Her life was a mess, she already had enough complications.

How was she going to handle all this?

A few drinks, a handsome face, a bad decision, now this was the result.

More like the consequences.

She was trying to accept it, trying to accept that another life was growing inside of her.

She went home with a heavy heart, thinking about her future, thinking about the child's future.

By the Time she came down for dinner, she knew something was amiss.

The sly smile on Amelia's face, the dissapointment that clouded her father's face were louder than words.

Did they figure out that she was.... 

"You're pregnant..? 

Taylor frozed.