KEIRA’S POVIt was silent at this point as we both sank into our thoughts. I had never seen Clint this way, so disoriented, so helpless, so vulnerable. I had somehow forgotten that even though he was a therapist who helped people with their problems, he was a human too who had problems of his own. It made my heart clench that he had no one to talk to. I suddenly realised how much I needed to drink too. I had had a shitty day, I could as well get drunk. I walked straight to his bar and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and a tumbler. Returning to the table to sit across from him, I poured myself a drink and gulped the entire glass at a go. I let the drink settle before pouring myself another glass. Clint watched me as I downed glass after glass. He was drunk, I knew. It showed in the way his eyes drooped. But it was hard to tell if one did not know him well enough. He sat composed, just watching my every move. I was sipping my fifth glass when Clint broke into a hysterical fit of coug
KEIRA’s POVMy body kept buzzing from the intense orgasm I had just experienced. Fuck! Sex with Clint was always amazing. I would not lie, I had missed this. I had missed Clint so much and I felt fucking amazing he did not hold back with me. My body was still riding out my orgasm when Clint lifted me and moved to the sitting room. There, he sat on a couch, while he sat me on his lap so I straddled him. It seemed he was not done with me yet and I wondered what he had in store for me. “Keira…” he called softly, rubbing his nose up and down my neck. I hummed in response. “I want you to help me get my mind off things,” he confessed. My ears perked up in attention. Anything for him. Anything for Clint Homer. “And how do I do that, Clint?” He placed his mouth close to my ear. “Let me possess your body. Let me do things you have never imagined.” Excitement zapped through my body like electricity. My pussy dripping from the memories of the last time Clint dominated me. I nodded vigor
Keira’s POVWhen I woke up the next day, my entire body felt sore all over from the several tools and equipment that Clint had used on me. After coming out of the bathroom, I realised that Clint wasn’t done with me. He had the stamina of a bull and it was only after I had gotten like three more orgasms that left my legs feeling like jelly that Clint had finally stopped and taken me to the bathroom to clean up. With Clint, even though I have driven over to his house for two reasons, he had managed to bring it down to just one thing. I pulled up the sheets against my naked body as I suddenly felt a little self-conscious.Not that I was complaining. It was the perfect distraction and god! I was so fucking sated and satisfied and I could already feel my body warming up just by thinking of him.“I can see you have woken up,” Clint’s voice said from beside me and I looked up while using my elbows to sit up.His blue orbs were staring at me like I was the best thing on earth and I tried ha
KEIRA’S POV“Keira, I want you just as much as you want me. In the real sense of it,” Clint started and I heard my heart thud loud enough that I was almost certain he would have heard if he was any bit closer.“I want to watch you cum for me. Cum because of me and also watch you try to get your relief while I remind you that I’m your daddy. But there’s so much at stake here.”I nodded even though I was certain we had the same answers. But at the very least, in my head, there were quite a lot of things between us.“There’s Marie. And then there’s trying to get over your addiction. It’s all just a lot in between,” he continued.Yes, we had the same line of thought.Clint reached out and pulled me into his embrace with one clean move.“But I’ll ask that you don’t push the thought of us out of your mind before then Keira, as long as you want it, we can fight for what we have here,”“Y..you can’t possibly…” I turned my head to look up at him, unwilling to believe that Clint was the one say
CLINT’s POVI was certainly bluffing when I told Keira that she wasn’t going to her satisfaction. But my little slut was even more desperate.I ended up watching Keira help herself get her relief using her fingers while I used my hand too. That was new for me. It felt like a different type of intimacy as I had lost myself in the passion in her eyes.Even without us touching, we had reached our climax at the same fucking time.I felt like tucking her away in some place where no one could find her. But that was not Keira, and so after having lunch and two more rounds of sex, I escorted her to the door.My living room was a mess. From last night and just the sight of the bottle and the glass we had both drunk from to all the documents I had left flying around.It was a reminder of how Keira had come into my house, and despite being more than fifteen years younger than I was, I had felt perfectly comfortable allowing her to get into my head and telling her things I couldn’t even think of
KEIRA’s POV“When are you going to come back?” Natasha asked me as I threw my small bag of skincare into my box. I had another set at home, but I wasn’t sure if they had the same essentials since I didn’t do the shopping.“I don’t know, I’ll be attending classes from there and try to spend as much time as I can afford with my dad,” I had realised how little the time we humans had together was when I got that call from the hospital.I mean, I had always known. I was very aware of how it felt. After all, Mother had left. And then brother too. But my father had always given me the idea of being like a mountain that wasn’t movable or anything.So, this heart attack was a harsh clap back into reality.“Okay then, be good, okay?” Natasha said as she pulled me in for a hug. She smelled like lavender every time, and I took a deep whiff as if I wanted her scent to live with me forever.It wasn’t like I wasn’t going to see her any time soon. We were all in the same faculty, so despite our diffe
KEIRA’s POVMy heart was thumping wildly as I took the steps back to my room.I can remember how anxious I had been to leave home. To be as far as I could be from every memory that haunted my dreams every night.Even though school was less than an hour away from here, I had been determined to leave home. But today, my room seemed like it could feel the way I was feeling.Like my life was falling apart all around me, and there was nothing, just nothing that I could do about it.I had gone from telling my therapist that I was sleeping with to play dirty against his ex-wife to realising that Matt was playing dirty on my dad too.It sucked to be on the other end of the table but at the very least, Marie deserved it. But there was no way in hell that my dad and I deserved to be played around by some guy like Matt.On the other hand, though, I was extremely curious to know just what the hold he had on dad was. How big could it be to have even Dad backing off with his hands raised?As I curl
CLINT’S POVAs I held an almost finished cigarette in between my fingers, I stared at the pictures of my ex spread out on my study desk. They were all pictures of her in different places, going about her daily activities.I had hired someone to investigate the whereabouts of my ex-wife. It was essential because I was trying to dig up and find some dirt on her. I hated how she had a chokehold on me, one I could not break free from. I needed leverage on her, and although it was not a decent way, it was the only way I could do it.I picked up a picture from my desk and stared at it. In the picture, my ex-wife was seen coming down from a car in front of a large law firm. I sighed as I gazed at her brown, curly hair and her chestnut eyes. I could not stop thinking about her. My ex-wife. Even though it had been years since we officially ended things, she was still always on my mind, like a parasite feeding on me and draining me out. I had completely forgotten about her years ago. I was ha
KEIRAWhy was this happening? Why was she here?I looked at Martha with wide eyes, and a surge of fear and anxiety washed over me. I had been worried that she might try to crash our wedding, and now that fear seemed to be coming true. But then I turned to Clint, seeking reassurance and answers in his eyes.He shot me a confident smile and whispered, "Don't worry my love, I've got this under control." His words eased some of the tension in my chest, and I knew I could trust him to handle the situation.Without missing a beat, Clint pulled out his phone and made a call. My heart raced as I wondered what he was doing, but I knew he had a plan.Within minutes, the atmosphere seemed to shift. Police officers appeared, surrounding the area discreetly. My eyes widened in surprise, my eyes darting from one patrol car to the other.As Martha continued to stand there, looking stunned by the sudden turn of events, Clint stepped forward with a determined expression."Martha," he said firmly, "I k
KEIRA As I stood in the dressing room, gazing at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and anticipation. Today was the day I had been waiting for, the day I would marry Keira and officially make her mine.I adjusted the lapels of my navy blue suit, feeling the smooth fabric against my fingertips. The tailored cut hugged my frame perfectly, giving me a sense of confidence and elegance. The crisp white shirt peeking out from under the suit jacket added a touch of classic charm.I ran a hand through my hair, making sure it was perfectly styled. I wanted to look my best for Keira, to show her just how much she meant to me.As I looked at myself in the mirror, my thoughts drifted to Keira. I pictured her in the stunning wedding gown she had chosen, looking radiant and breathtaking. The image of her smiling at me, her eyes filled with love and happiness, made my heart skip a beat.I took a deep breath, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. As I sto
KEIRAMy eyes fluttered open as I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder. To my surprise, I found Clint standing there, his eyes filled with warmth and a wide smile gracing his lips. I couldn't help but mirror his smile, feeling a sense of comfort and joy at the sight of him."Good morning," he said softly, his voice carrying an air of excitement and anticipation. "Come with me, I have a surprise for you."Still half awake, I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Why are you waking me up like this?" I mean, waking up to him was good, but I felt like I still needed some extra hours in bed.He shook his head, his smile never faltering. "Nothing's wrong, I promise. Just trust me and come with me."I cocked my eyebrow at him, curious, but skeptical about what was making him so giddy.Without warning, Clint took my hand in his and pulled me out of the bed."Hey, slow down," I giggled as he pulled me all the way out of the room.He led me down the stairs, and as soon as I stepped into the livi
CLINTI went owl-eyed as I stared at Martha, who gave me an unreadable look. As I looked at her, a mixture of anger and frustration surged within me. I couldn't believe she had followed me to the shop, invading the private and joyful moment I had been savouring.Or maybe I was starting to get used to this, Martha and showing up to ruin things as though she hadn't ruined enough things for me already. After ruining more than five years of my life, I was more than certain that she was sent straight from Hades to steal any chance of happiness that I could get. It's not like I was going to let her, though.I watched as her eyes trailed to the bag in my hand, and before I could react, she spoke with a bitter tone, "So, you came here to shop for a ring. I guess you're serious about getting married to that woman."I gritted my teeth to maintain my composure, but her words stung like a sharp knife. "Martha, this is none of your business," I said firmly, my voice laced with irritation. She di
CLINTI slowly reached out, holding the pregnancy test in my hands. The word "positive" was displayed clearly before my eyes, and I was struck with a mix of emotions that left me stunned. I blinked, trying to process the reality of what I was seeing. A surge of happiness bubbled up inside me, intertwined with a sense of uncertainty.My heart raced, and my mind raced even faster. The thought of Keira, the woman I loved, carrying our child was both thrilling and overwhelming. We had talked about a future together, but this was a new level of commitment and responsibility, and it left me feeling a bit unsteady.As I stood in the bathroom, I realised that the entire trajectory of our lives had shifted in an instant. Parenthood was a journey I hadn't been prepared for, but seeing the positive result brought an unexpected joy that I couldn't ignore.There was a certain glow of happiness that spread through me. Yet, at the same time, a question echoed in my mind – were we truly ready for thi
KEIRA As I slowly opened my eyes, a wave of pain washed over me, centred in my head. My vision was hazy, but as it cleared, I realised I was back in the beach house, lying in a bed. Memories of last night began to flood back, and I winced as I recalled the intensity of the dancing and laughter, followed by my sudden sickness.My head throbbed relentlessly, and I tried to sit up, only to be met with a rush of dizziness. My body felt weak and unsteady like it had never before. Nausea twisted in the pit of my stomach, threatening to overwhelm me.For a moment, I lay still, taking deep breaths, trying to steady myself. The events of last night seemed like a whirlwind, and I couldn't quite grasp what had caused me to feel this way. My hand instinctively reached for my forehead, feeling the clamminess of my skin.I closed my eyes, trying to regain my composure. "What is happening to me?" I murmured to myself, my voice weak.My head still ached as I grabbed my phone, deciding to look up m
CLINTEven though I had been able to give Keira three orgasms from when we left the restaurant, I knew that we still had to talk, and the look on my little girl's face was the only confirmation that I needed. Damn Martha. The dimly lit bar provided a somber backdrop to the tension that hung between us. As we sipped our wine in silence, the weight of unspoken words weighed heavily on my heart. It was Keira who broke the stillness, her voice soft and hesitant."What's going on, Clint?" she asked, her eyes searching mine for answers.I took a deep breath, knowing I couldn't keep the truth from her any longer. "Martha has been sending me texts," I admitted, my voice tinged with discomfort. "She said she missed me and wanted to talk."If I had my way, I would keep it from Keira so that she would not have to worry about something as trivial as Martha's annoying feelings. But since it had come to this, there was no hiding anything again. Without a word, I pulled out my phone and showed he
KEIRA"I should not be doing this," I mumbled to myself as I got out of the cab and then covered the remaining distance by foot. My heart pounded in my chest as I stood outside, pacing anxiously around Clint's car. His abrupt departure from the house had taken me by surprise, and something inside me urged me to follow him. I was tired of him hiding things from me, tired of feeling left in the dark. Especially when it felt like something that would affect both of us. Instinct took over, and without a second thought, I walked towards the restaurant he had driven to. Through the glass window, I saw him seated with a woman, her face all too familiar – his ex-wife, Martha, nothing prepared me for this and the sight hit me like a dagger to the heart. My heart clenched tightly and I took a deep breath to relieve the pain that was slamming at me from every part of my body. Was Martha the reason why he had been acting all weird? What was going on between them? I watched as they converse
CLINTI stood in the dimly lit room, my phone held tightly in my hands, my gaze fixed on the screen for what seemed like an eternity. Keira's voice interrupted my trance, pulling me back to the present."Clint, what's the problem? You've been staring at your phone for a while now."I blinked, trying to compose myself, but my mind was already racing. "I... I'll be back," I replied, my voice hurried and distracted. Without giving her a chance to respond, I abruptly left the room, a sense of urgency propelling me forward.Frantically, I grabbed my coat from the hanger and fumbled for my car keys. I needed to move, to do something, anything, to find the answers that eluded me. The weight of the unknown burdened my thoughts, and I couldn't ignore the gnawing feeling that something was going to go wrong.As I rushed to my car, my heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of my hurried footsteps."Clint!" I heard Keira call out my name. The worry and panic in her voice were impossible t