Pregnant At Seventeen Of Triplets

"No. Just leave me alone. I will call when dinner is ready" I said, ignoring the tremor in my voice. "How about no," he said sternly. He reached behind me and turned off the stove and the oven. I gasped; I had spent ages making that!

"John, what the hell was that for?!" He remained silent and dragged me to the lounge room and pushed me into one of the couches and sat down next to me.

"Okay, I know that you do not want to be here, but what is wrong? I have tried to make things better between us, but you refuse to try!" he asked "Me? Are you kidding?

I wanted to make this work but you spend all your time down at the damned river!" I retorted. "Amelia I wanted you to come down, I tried talking to you but you kept acting all cold like, hell, I didn't know what to do! I am not used to dealing with women! You have acted differently since you were attacked, I got that you needed time, but it has been long enough!"

"Time? You seriously thought that I needed time?! What I needed were you! But no, you decided that you would push me away." "Yes, that is what I wanted to do" he replied sarcastically, "I stayed away so that I wouldn't scare you off! f**king hell, Amelia, you do not want to stay away from the person you love when they are hurting!"

I stopped shocked; my smart a.s.s response was wiped from my mind when he said those few words… the person you love… "You-You love me?" I asked, still in shock He looked at me like I was mad. I thought that he hated me… he leaned in towards me so that I could feel his breath on my face, and I began to get dizzy.

His lips brushed over mine; tingling at first, then as the kiss grew more passionate so did the tingles. They changed into fireworks.

He pulled back after what felt like ages and looked at me. I then notice that he did love me, and I loved him… I pulled his hand up and began to walk to the bedroom with him following me.

Halfway there he pulled me back to him so that he was kissing my neck as we walked. Neither one of us seemed to notice the outside world or what was going on around us. As we opened the bedroom door he turned me around so that we were c.h.e.s.t to c.h.e.s.t, and he kissed more passionately than I have ever been. He pulled away much too soon.

I kissed John back with what I hoped was of equal passion. He licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I let John in immediately, not even having to think about it. At first, he just felt around my mouth, before I started kissing back.

The velvety mussels that were our tongues moved together in complete sync. John closed the gap between us, our bodies pressed together. John broke the kiss and s.u.c.k.e.d on my neck softly. I let out a small m.o.a.n of satisfaction. My hands buried themselves in John‟s soft hair as he continued these actions.

John continued down to my collarbone and s.u.c.k.e.d hard. After the red mark left on, there was to his satisfaction, John moved further to the top of my b.r.e.a.s.t (I was wearing a V neck). He shot me a glance and I nodded okay. John licked and s.u.c.k.e.d there, giving this place the same treatment as the others.

My m.o.a.ns grew louder as he went on, I was in pure bliss. When done, John moved back up to face to capture my lips in another kiss. This kiss was more l.u.s.tful and needs than the other.

While still kissing, John led me to the bed and slowly lowered me onto it. We continued kissing until he slipped a hand up my shirt. He hesitated slightly and looked at me, l.u.s.t and passion clear in his eyes. "Do you want this?" he asked as he nibbled along my neck and up to my ear.

I nodded fast; right now there was nothing that I wanted more, it had been too long since we had been together. John slipped a hand up my shirt and lightly cupped my bra-covered c.h.e.s.t. I let out a small squeak - his hands were cold.

He completely took off my shirt and reached around to take off my bra. Once removed John‟s hands found my b.r.e.a.s.t again and he squeezed them.

My m.o.a.ns came out louder than before and that seems to excite John. He removed his hands and ground his erection against me. John let out a loud groan at the friction.