Todos los capítulos de CONFESS TO ME: For God Until Him: Capítulo 171 - Capítulo 180

BLAZE.The whiskey burned the back of my throat as I sat back in the leather chair with my legs crossed at the ankle. I watched the trial starting on my screen. The trial had been going on for days, and today was the last one. The judgment day. I could feel the tension from where I sat as every single reporter leaned forward in their seats like vultures to blood. Lucas sat slouched at the defense table, his head bowed, hands shackled to the chair. His cheap, wrinkled suit hung off his shoulders as if it were a costume.‘This should be interesting. Who has the power now?’I took another generous gulp from my glass, my eyes still not leaving the screen as they filed into the courtroom."The show has started," I told no one at all, and the guard at the door moved a little, acknowledging that he knew better than to give an answer without being asked."All right," said the judge. Then he turned and asked the foreman for the verdict. The camera shot to an elderly woman who seemed to have

BLAZE.I stared at him for a second, unable to believe the words had actually come from his mouth, then my jaw tightened as it pleased me. Nice. Now we were getting somewhere. "Cursing now are we?" I said, half smiling. His eyes narrowed. "Is there a law that says I can't?""No," I responded, the darkness clouding my mind. "I'm not used to it.""Get ready to get used to it."He shoved my chest, making me hit the door hard and I felt thrilled. "Do that again."He looked at me like I was insane and grabbed my collar. "What's gotten into you?" I waited, and he did nothing and it killed my excitement. I caught his wrist and swirled, pushing him on the door. "Why did you stop?" "Huh? Blaze, are you insane? You're acting differently."He wasn't used to this side of me, yet. I had to take my time to show him. But it wasn't now. Calm down, Blaze. You'll get the time to reveal your darkest fantasy. "Micah." I breathed as my head fell on his shoulder. "Let me go.""I need a minute," I mu

BLAZE.I stared after him, watching as the phone rattled like a trapped angry hornet, delivering loud vibrations against the nightstand. I reached for it, and Micah struck, slapping the thing clean off the nightstand. It fell with a crash, dying for a moment before it was all black."Hey," I began, but his mouth found mine again, hot and hungry, and whatever I'd been about to say all went out the window.Micah pushed me away only just enough to look at me out of all those long lashes. His lips were wet and already somewhat swollen and he spoke. "I want to ride you."My dick leaped so badly I felt it slam against my zipper. "Is that so?" My voice trembled a little. He did not say anything back, nodded and sat up, pulled up the edge of his shirt, crossed his arms, and swept his shirt over his head in a continuous motion. The shirt scraped against his skin, letting my eyes trail down his stomach, his navel and his soft pink nipples as it turned hard against the room's cold air. I trie

BLAZE. Micah's voice shattered into fragments of sound, barely words anymore. "Mphhhmf…ohhmpf…Blazeee—"The bed hit the wall, the wood groaning like it would split apart any moment, while I drove into him from behind. He had one fist pressed into the sheets just below his shoulder and another pushing back at my stomach. “You're going in too deep.”I wrung his hand off, holding it still while I held onto his hip, my nails digging hard enough to leave a mark. My sweats dripped in tiny beats from my jaw to his lower back, sliding down the curve of his spine into the dip where our bodies connected. His hole clenched, squirmed and swallowed my length with the sound of our meeting bodies loud in the air. The headboard cracked against the plaster again, and the bed wasn't helping either as it met the wall. He went silent for a while and I grunted, slamming deeper into him. “For fuck sakes, you're going to kill me,” Micah gulped, turning his head from the mattress leaving a wet spot fr

BLAZE.I threw the robe on my skin, the cool silk against my heated skin and stepped into the hall before dialing the doctor's number and pressed the phone to my ear. He picked at the first ring. “Master Blaze, did you get my text?” “Yes,” I answered. “And you better tell me you made a mistake, doctor.”“I'm afraid not, Master Blaze. The blood panel is definitive.”“Enough blabbering. Men don't get pregnant,” I said coldly to the receiver. “True. But it's either that or he has bad prostate cancer.”That was even worse. And I didn't want to hear another word starting with that letter ‘C’. “Do you have a death wish, because I'll be very happy to bury you in the most useless coffin and spit on your grave if you dare me, doctor.”“No, sir! Let's not get too ahead of ourselves. How about we do it this way? You bring him in for an ultrasound test and if it shows anything I will be able to check properly.”“Anything?” “Sir, calm down. I am a medical professional here.”“I highly doubt y