Chapter 6 The night of consummation

Abraham's lids lowered, eyes darkening, emotion dancing in his optics now. And that emotion is called lust. They stared at each other, and Crystal could see in his tempestuous eyes that he could take her at any minute. "What are you waiting for? I need you right now." Crystal encouraged him.

Abraham smiled and looked around. They are in public. "You are mine tonight and I do not share what is mine with others." He answered her no sooner than they were in their private space.

Crystal leaped across him, wrapping her arms around his neck while his hands clasped her hips. His tongue dipped into her mouth, exploring, as they ravaged each other hard, hungrily, thrust for thrust. "I have never been with any woman more beautiful and innocent than you in my past." He compliments her.

Crystal smiled. Their lips bitten, tongues tangled, moans absorbed, he yanked up her dress and freed her legs so that she could straddle him. "Are you comfortable now?"

"Yes, I am." She giggled like a little girl.

His lips never parted hers, hands squeezing her ass, he flexed his hips forward, allowing her to feel his hard erection. "You are so big. I want you so bad, Abraham." Crystal moaned.

His thoughts must have mirrored hers because he spared no time in freeing himself from the constraints of his pants and made quick work of shifting her panties and entering her.

"Ah," She moaned at the immense pain from his size, closing her eyes and tipping her head back.

He attacked her neck, sucking and nipping as he thrust up into her strides. "Harder," she breathed.

"Faster." She instructed digging her fingers into his shoulders.

Abraham chuckled, grabbing onto her hips. He needed to get off on her, but the compulsion to hear her come undone was growing in him. She was so fucking close, and he could smell it. He could hear it in her breathing, feel it in her almost sporadic movements as she rubbed against his cock to increase her pleasure. But he needed to see it on her face. He wanted to watch her brown eyes roll into the back of her head and see the flush on her cheeks. "I want to see you come yelling my name, baby. Enjoy," he commanded and she did as he instructed, reveling in the feeling of his swelling inside her.

No latex between them, just them, hard against soft. The feeling was exquisite, and she felt the wave building at her impending orgasm. "This is so beautiful," Crystal whispered, running her hands on his hairy chest.

Abraham's breathing grew harsher, more ragged as she rode him, taking all of him with their juices mixing. Her legs trembled and his strides accelerated, harder, faster, and possessed. "This is the best sex I have ever had." He murmured with his face snuggled into her breast.

"This wave is going to be a big one." He professed.

Vibrations rocked her as the waves rose in the sea. She surfed on the edge before the wave swallowed her whole and crashed her onto the shore. "What a feeling!" She shattered around him, contracting at her release.

Air hissing through his teeth, Abraham gripped her waist and slammed her down onto him, punctuating his last hard thrust with a feral "Damn you, Christy!"

He pulsated inside her, flooding her with latent of the Rochesters as he buried his face into her cleavage, his arms wrapped tightly around her. Then they sagged, spent, and stayed that way for who knows how long.

In the wee hours of the next morning, Crystalline woke up with the urge to pee. No sooner did she put her feet on the floor, a wave of electricity shot up from her toes to her head followed by excruciating pain between her legs.

She hissed with the suffering and accidentally touched something very hard beside her. A very handsome man tall and lean with Titan's shoulders and athletic muscles was sleeping beside her. The blanket was only covering his lower half and he was sleeping on his stomach with his face ducked into the pillow.

Realization hit her like a Tsunami. Did she sleep with him? And then the previous night's events crashed down in her memory. She got drunk and made a mistake she couldn't ever rectify.

Her eyes flowed down tears in never-ending streams. The bed was covered with blood marks everywhere, a sign of losing her virginity. She slept with Abraham Rochester, the billionaire heartthrob who exchanged girls like shirts covering his body. Looks, wealth, and smartness, he possessed everything that would please girls and she was not an exception. Result? The most precious thing that she stored for years only for her husband is lost today. Virginity.

Crystal limped to the washroom and scrubbed her body mercilessly to clean away the smell that was making her nauseous for her disgraceful act. What would she reply to her dad? She is no longer his innocent doll. Earth washed away from below her feet.

Crystal hated herself for her shameless doing. Before anyone in the hotel would notice or the man sleeping beside would wake up, she hastily put on the abandoned clothes from the previous night and sprinted out of the hotel.

Little did innocent Crystal know, his scent on her body wouldn't leave with just a scrubber. It is the stain that she is going to carry with her for a lifetime.

A month later, she skipped her periods which had always been on time. Abraham Rochester - the name struck her mind like a warning bell. She went to the pharmacy and bought a pregnancy kit to test herself. And the thing which she feared the most happened. She is pregnant. The two clear red lines on the test ridiculed her for her deplorable trump. She was no better than online hookers.

Just then she got a phone call from the number which she dreaded like poison. It is her stepmother. When calamity befalls it attacks from all four sides. What news was she going to give about her father? Crystal tried all sources. Beg borrow or steal, she is ready to do anything to save her father but she is not able to find a single way to save him. She almost gave up on her dad's life."Your dad is counting his last days on earth. He wants to see you before he leaves this world." Her mother informed.

Crystal burst into cries pulling her hair.

And then something hit her thoughts like an awakening.