Chapter 7 Postinor Card

CHAPTER 7

Postinor Card

NORA

Nora felt something was wrong, like she had forgotten something, she could feel it in her system.

It was vague, maybe it was the regret of sleeping with a stranger.

Damn her. How could she sleep with someone she just met last night? Not even two or more days, but the day earlier.

She didn't regret the sex though. Crazy was not a good enough word to define it.

It was mind-blowing. So she didn't have issues with the sex, but a stranger?

She didn't even wait for her breakup with Dan to settle.

But fuck it. She didn't owe that cheat, that excuse for a man, anything.

Why was she feeling bad?

She rolled her eyes at her own ridiculousness.

Sorting herself would come later, right now she needed to deal with this man sleeping comfortably beside her, his legs and arms majestically covering much of the bed space, like he owned it.

A knock sounded outside her front door, realizing that was what woke her up.

Lazily, she snuggled out of the bed, her legs aching.

Damn. This guy had done her good. She turned to his sleeping figure, his handsome features, his brown hair that fell loosely around his face as he slept and she bit her lip.

Damn it! A familiar warmth spread up her legs.

She shook her head and focused on her wardrobe.

She quickly undressed and slipped on some silk nightgown for comfort.

Looking at her reflection in the vanity mirror, it dawned on her that the last thing she wanted was to step out like her image.

She looked well, crazy.

She hid a blush and picked a brush on the sill when the knock on the door came again.

That person would have to wait. Even though she had an idea who.

She didn't want to look disheveled, like someone who just finished having wild sex.

She walked to the door and opened it and on her door step was one of her guards, dressed in a casual fits.

"Good morning, Boss. We just took over from the night shift guys."

She nodded. " Any thing to report?"

" Uhh..." He observed her. " Are you okay ma'am?"

Oh no. Did he notice? She almost squirmed. "Yes. Is there a problem?"

"Well it's just....we were told to keep an eye out... about three cars were here last night and then you took a man into your house. Of course, we didn't disturb you because it was you who took him in but---"

" There's nothing to worry about, you can go back to your duty."

He nodded." Alright ma'am. Have a nice day."

"You too." She closed the door.

She checked on Right, he was still asleep, then she picked her bag and opened it.

"Fuck me." She mumbled silently to herself as she stared at the Postinor card in her bag.

A pill was remaining in the card.

It was the pill she was supposed to take when she arrived at Dan's place.

But after what happened, the mental note she made had completely fizzled out of her mind.

Quickly she recalculated back to when last she has taken the pill.

It was 3 days ago. Meaning that yesterday she was supposed to take one because the effect of the last would expire after forty eight hours.

She swallowed. Her mind was muddled up.

No no. She took a calming breath. There was no need to panic, there was a high chance that the effect of the last pill hadn't worn away.

She had about a week to check, if she was pregnant or not.

"Hello babe." A deep voice startled her.

She closed her bag shut, and zipped it as her heart fluttered.

She didn't know if that was annoyance or pleasure at hearing his voice. She decided it was the former.

A frown adorned her face as she turned to him."you don't just sneak up on people like that."

His eyes narrowed." What were you planning to do? Finally deciding to shoot me perhaps?"

Her mouth dropped. " What? No."

A small smirk played on his lips. " So why were you scared when you heard my voice?" He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to himself

"Hey, wait wait." She wriggled out of his hold.

The look on his face was that of amusement. " What is it?"

"I think you are overstepping boundaries here." She wore a stern look on her face.

" And how is that so?"

"What," She closed her eyes for a moment, placing a finger on the bridge of her nose and reopening her eyes to look at him. " What we had was just a casual fling. We are adults..we just decided to use the night...the rain...to our advantage. And it's done. That's all over. You can't be hugging me like I am your girlfriend... sorry but you have to leave."

Something that looked like hurt flashed across his face, but it was masked quickly. Instead, mirth danced on his face; in his eyes was something fiery, hot, and it wanted to make her squeal.

It wanted to make her beg for him to take her to that bed, and ruin her all over again.

No, she couldn't allow that. Damn her! She couldn't allow his enchanting face to break her resolve.

'Have some goddamn self-control woman.'

"Are you sure about that? I can read something different on your face."

" No, and no. I have had my orgasm. It was a good one. Thanks for that. You have had yours. It's time to leave."

He stepped closer. " But I don't want just one. I want many with you."

Before she could respond, he closed the distance between them and pulled her to his body.

He kissed her roughly, and she mumbled inaudible words.

Before she could fight back, he dipped a hand into her pussy.

And that was it.

That was her undoing.

Her mouth opened, and his tongue swept in, taking over, obliterating all sense of logic from her.

His musky scent made her pussy water, and two of his fingers went in. He moved them in and out of her.

He increased his pace, thrusting in and out of her.

"Ohhhhhh fuck you Rich...mmmmmmmmmm...ohh yesss."

She bit into his shoulder when the orgasm came, clasping him tightly to her as she rode herself on his hand.

He slipped a hand into her hair, patting and rubbing it gently. Then he pulled her head to look at him, and he kissed her again.