Authors: Casey Elliot
*****
Hailee sighed. She should’ve realized her mom would be checking on her. She raised a finger to Carter and she pushed her way through the crowd to get outside of the bar, so she could answer her phone.
“Mom?” she asked.
“Where are you? Why is it so noisy over there?” her mom asked suspiciously.
“Meaghan and the girls asked me to go out with them to this bar and--,” Hailee explained, but her mother abruptly cut her off.
“A bar!” her mother shrieked. “What are you doing there instead of school? You cannot possibly be starting to rebel at the most critical time in your life! Are you seriously going to ruin your future by messing around and drinking!”
Hailee’s shoulders fell, as she listened to her mother’s tirade. It’s always been this way for her parents. They’ve always pushed her to be the best in everything, and wouldn’t let her have any fun at all. And, now that she was finally graduating, she thought they’d at least give her a little slack, but sadly, she was mistaken. She took the phone off her ear and dropped the call before turning it off.
She’d had enough. Tonight, she wanted to party.
She saw Carter standing a few feet behind her, staring at her worriedly and she realized he had followed her out of the bar. She walked over to her determinedly, and Carter opened his mouth to ask her if she was okay.
“I want to drink. Let’s have fun tonight,” she said.
Carter looked at her long and hard before nodding once.
“Let’s go.”
Carter was starting to regret agreeing to what Hailee wanted.
He took a drink as he watched Hailee down shot after shot that his biker boys offered her. Meaghan was cheering her on, and when he asked her where her other friends was, Meaghan showed him a text from the girls saying they left early with their man candy and not to wait up. Figures.
He had finished about four bottles now and was feeling significantly buzzed, but not totally drunk yet. Hailee, on the other hand, looked like it was taking everything inside her to keep herself upright. He watched her as she climbed up on the bar and started dancing really provocatively, the men jeering her on, and he was suddenly not okay with the show she was doing for everyone.
He finished his beer and walked over to the bar, glaring at the men to get them to scatter. He then placed his hands on her legs firmly and brought her down from the bar, and she looked at him through hazy eyes.
“You are so…beautiful,” she mumbled, and Carter chuckled.
“You’re the beautiful one,” he replied.
“I want you,” she said, and the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a gaze darkening with lust.
If it had been any other night, he would never go for a girl as piss-drunk as she was, preferring the company of women who knew what they were doing and was fully okay with it.
But, it wasn’t any other night. It was tonight, and tonight? He was drunker than he thought.
Hailee moaned as she tightened her grip on the metal headboard as Carter continued to eat her out. She raised her hips up as she panted, and her breathy moans and sounds only spurned Carter more. He licked and sucked at her clit and insides with renewed vigor, he had to grind his dick into the side of the bed. He thought that if he wasn’t so hard, he’d be content just eating her out for hours.
Hailee had never felt such pleasure before. She wasn’t sure if it was because of the amount of alcohol she had or Carter’s exceptional skills in bed, but she felt so many emotions right now, she was afraid she’d burst.
She couldn’t remember how it got to this point, to be honest. At first, Carter was just looking at her with those intense blue-green eyes of his and then the next they were making out inside the cab on the way to his place. It was the first time she ever kissed someone too, and
it felt good.
But she had to say the way he was mauling her down there felt even better.
She cried out as the little hairs on her body rose up as she quivered, feeling the muscles constricting as she came, and she bowed off the bed when Carter suddenly inserted his finger at that same moment.
“Oh my God,” Hailee panted. All of a sudden, Carter was above her, holding her by her elbows as he looked at her.
“He doesn’t deserve the credit. I do,” he growled. He kissed her lips hard, forcing his tongue inside of her mouth and Hailee’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she tasted herself on him. His hands roved to her breasts at the top of her bunched up dress and he wrenched his mouth away from hers to take his top off, and then hers.
“Oh, look at you…you are beautiful,” Carter murmured, and he immediately wrapped his lips around one nipple while he tugged on the other with his thumb and forefinger, pulling it at the same time. He bit at the other, sending electric shocks pulsating all over her body.
He relished each and every one of her reactions and when he noticed Hailee was about to come again, he gave her nipple one last lick before getting off her completely.
Hailee opened her eyes as Carter’s body disappeared. She was almost at that heavenly peak when he stopped pleasuring her all of a sudden, and then she came down from the high. She frowned as she saw him standing beside a drawer, rummaging for something.
“Come back here,” she pouted. She didn’t care if she looked foolish, begging such a dangerous man for sex, but she was drunk, and she could damn well do whatever she wanted.
It’s her first time to be a rebel. It’s her first time to get drunk. And now, it’s her first time to do what she wanted, and she wanted to do him. Very much.
“Oh, I am going to come, kitten,” Carter said, and Hailee was half-amazed that even his voice sounded so sexy and could send shivers down her spine. He walked back to her, stood just by the edge of the bed, and snapped the button of his jeans off with a thumb, and then slowly, making sure Hailee was following the movement with her eyes, pulled the zipper down. “I’m gonna come inside of you,” he growled.
Hailee bit her lips, as she saw that Carter wasn’t wearing any underwear under his jeans and that he was huge. She sobered up a little and worried that he might not fit inside her, and that if they forced it, he could get stuck and then it would be embarrassing to call for help while he had his dick stuck inside your vagina. She was about to call it off when Carter sensuously tore off the wrapper with his teeth, took the condom out, and slowly, very slowly as to tease her, wore it on his cock. It jutted proudly and threateningly to her, and Hailee’s nerves got the best of her liquid courage.
“You look scary,” Hailee said, looking directly at his hard cock. Carter smirked and stroked himself, as he placed one leg on top of the bed, and then another, caging Hailee with his legs.
“I’ll make you feel so good with this, kitten. I swear to you. I’m gonna have you begging for more,” he said, and he pushed Hailee back to the bed, raising her legs up and opening them wider for him. He settled himself between her thighs, and the tip of his cock brushed at her clit, trying to get her turned on again.
It wasn’t a hard feat to accomplish, especially since he primed her a few minutes ago, so once he felt her up again, pushing one finger inside of her and groaning once he realized she was soaking wet, he kissed Hailee passionately before thrusting deep inside of her in one swift stroke.
She cried out at the slight twinge of pain, and she was grateful for the drinks she consumed for dulling it. She concentrated on sucking Carter’s tongue and slowly, Carter pumped his dick inside her, his tongue mimicking his movements below and almost driving Hailee crazy.
She moaned in time with this thrusts and had to get her mouth away from him less she suffocate. She needed to breathe. This heat and pleasure taking over the both of them was too much for her to bear and it was sucking all the air in the room.
“Oh, Carter, oh God…,” Hailee moaned, her fingers digging down his back and she scratched him. He groaned at the sweet combination of pain and pleasure she inflicted, and twirled his hips before driving inside her again, wanting her to feel everything.
“Carter, I’m…,” she didn’t have to explain. He felt it around his cock. She was trembling now, and any moment, she was going to come again.
“Come for me, kitten, I want to come with you,” Carter whispered hotly in her ear, and it set her off. She screamed. Her orgasm and watching her reach her peak set him off too. He kept pumping into her undulating walls until he couldn’t shoot anymore, and then he collapsed on top of her, the both of them breathing heavily and the musk sent of sex hanging over them.
The both of them fell asleep within minutes.
*****
Hailee couldn’t help but moan, as she woke up with a huge pounding in her brain that she couldn’t alleviate with just a forehead massage. She yawned widely and turned over on the bed, only for her hand to hit something harder than a pillow. She frowned, then opened her eyes.
Her eyes widened.
There was a man in the room, and she realized further that she wasn’t in her room at all.
Carter shifted a bit and sighed before his arm shot out and pulled Hailee tighter against him. Then, she realized she was naked, and all of the memories of last night came flooding into her brain, finally making everything make sense.
She lost her virginity to this guy she met last night. Carter; Carter…..something.
‘Oh my God, I don’t even know his last name and I had sex with him!’ Hailee thought, mentally berating herself for her carelessness.
She lightly took his wrist and set it beside him, as she crawled out of the bed. He stirred a bit and turned his head away from her, and she breathed a sigh of relief that she didn’t wake him up.
She squinted her eyes and looked for her clothes, putting them on as quietly as she could without disturbing him. She didn’t know what compelled her to do it, but she swept the hair falling down his forehead away before giving him a soft kiss on his forehead, making him sigh in his sleep. Hailee smiled before tiptoeing out of the room. She quietly walked out of the apartment and paled when she couldn’t recognize where she was. Luckily, a cab stopped right outside his building and once she got inside, she took one last look at Carter’s home before waving a little.
She remembered how she felt with him, and vowed to remember it for as long as she lived. She also knew that for all the good it had been, it was never going to happen again.
One month later…
Hailee fumbled with the buttons on her dress shirt, the nerves eating at her, as she got ready for one of the most important events of her life. She grabbed the toga and the cap from the seat she hung them up on and locked her door before going with the rest of the students to the auditorium.
Her parents were going to be there, and it would all be so wonderful; her family watching, as she got up on stage to take her diploma, how they’ll congratulate her as soon as the ceremony was over, and how they’ll tell her they were so proud of her and what she had accomplished in her life.
If only it would go the way she hoped it would.
But, there was a snag in that plan… a very large wrench that was thrown into her life and could very well drive a wedge between her and her family… a wrench that would come out in just a little over eight months later.
*****
Hailee sighed as she finished throwing up what’s left of her lunch in the toilet for the third time today. She didn’t have much of an appetite to begin with, and now, she felt extra surly and miserable.
Come to think of it, she’s been feeling like this for about three weeks already, and she’d had the flu many times to remember that it didn’t last that long. Especially when she was as healthy as a horse.
She grimaced, as the smell of her barf clung to her shirt, and she got up from the floor and took her clothes off, leaving them on the floor as she climbed over the tub and turned on the shower. She had a job interview in two hours and she was not about to go there smelling like vinegar and meatloaf.
After her shower, Hailee stopped when she caught a glance at herself in the mirror. She held the ends of her towel open to look at her naked self, particularly, at the small bulge that was slightly noticeable on her stomach. She was pretty sure that wasn’t there a couple of weeks ago, and she wasn’t even eating a lot lately because of her flu.
She wrapped herself up with her towel again, shaking her head and berating herself for overthinking things. This wasn’t a big issue, and she wasn’t suffering from a serious ailment. She’ll be fine, she repeated to herself.
A knock on her bathroom door snapped her out of her thoughts.
“Hailee, are you done yet? I need to use your bathroom like, really badly,” Hailee heard Meaghan say from outside, and she rolled her eyes at her best friend.
“Yes, I’m done. I’m coming,” Hailee replied, opening the door and getting out, as Meaghan hurried inside, holding what seemed to be a box of tampons with her.
Time seemed to go in slow motion, as Hailee looked at the box of tampons. She hadn’t noticed it until now, but she hadn’t gotten her period yet. Hers was pretty regular, and her cycle usually came
before
Meaghan’s did, becoming the latter’s reminder that her period was coming up next. She walked to her calendar and peeled back the pages where she marked her period days and she gulped as she realized that the last time she got hers was before they went to the club, before she met Carter, and before they…
“Hailee, what’s wrong with you?” Meaghan asked, having come out of the bathroom and saw Hailee standing stiffly in front of her calendar, clutching at the towel covering her body tightly. Hailee turned to look at her best friend, her eyes flashing with fear, and her face pale.
“Meaghan…help me,” she gasped, before her legs gave and she collapsed on the floor, Meaghan barely catching her.
Carter punched the sandbag over and over, letting his frustration out on it, as he recounted another blunder made by his guys in their delivery. ‘Seriously, his instructions were pretty clear: Get the package, deliver it to the client, and get the hell out. Then, why the fuck did they drop the damn thing?’ he thought.
“Seriously, Maxwell, get a grip. The client wasn’t even mad…much,” his friend, Jay, said grunting, as he held the punching bag steady while Carter buried his gloves to it again.
“He threw the payment at my face, Jay.
My face,”
Carter stressed, his teeth clenched. He pulled his gloves off and pinned it under one arm, as he swiped at the hair falling on his forehead.
“Yeah, but still-,” Jay tried again.
“And then he kicked the fucking package back to us, screaming he’s going to tell everyone not to use us for deliveries anymore! The item was broken beyond repair!” Carter yelled, cutting Jay off and making him whence.
“Well, that’s what happens when you drop a microwave while riding 60 mph,” Jay said wryly.
“I told you to fire that son of a bitch. This is the third time he’s fucked up!” Carter hissed. Jay shook his head.
“You do know that ‘son of a bitch’ is standing over there pissing himself watching you go apeshit, right?” Jay said, but Carter just glared at the person Jay was referring to until the little guy squeaked and skittered away. Jay turned his head back and frowned, as Carter continued to throw his tantrum. He’s been Mr. Mercurial since that night in the club more than a month ago. When he opened Carter’s door with the intention of waking him up with a horn, he saw Carter looking around the room, his eyes wide. Carter’s eyes filled with hope when he turned to look at the door, only for him to be disappointed to find that it was Jay and not the girl he’d been with that night.
“You’re not…still hung up over that girl who disappeared on you, are you?” Jay asked in disbelief. His eyebrows went up when Carter didn’t say anything for a moment before he sighed.
“I don’t know. How do you get hung up over someone you never really tried forgetting?” Carter asked, his expression pained. He didn’t know what was wrong with him either. As far as one-night-stands go, this was the most convenient for him because he didn’t have to convince the girl to leave in the morning. But, the feelings of being left alone…well, now he knew why the women he did that to hated his guts.
And, for the life of him, Carter really liked Hailee, and it wasn’t just about the sex, as mind-blowing as it was. It was how she was so different from any girl he’d ever met. It was a pity this time that he was never going to see her again because that’s how one-night-stands usually go. One taste of pleasure and it all becomes a fleeting memory.
“Well, maybe you’ll see her again.”
“Oh yeah, the only way that’ll happen is if she comes banging on my door to tell me she’s gonna have my baby,” Carter said, and the two friends laughed at the absurdity of his statement.
If only they knew…
“You’re pregnant,” Meaghan said, staring at the pregnancy test they bought for Hailee earlier like she couldn’t quite comprehend what she was looking at.
“No shit.” Hailee snapped at her before taking huge bite of her fried Oreos, making Meaghan wrinkle her nose in disgust.
“You do know that’s unhealthy, right?”
“I saw it on America’s Next Top Model and it looked tasty! If those women can eat it without getting fat, then I sure can, too! And, even if it doesn’t, I’m going to push out a human being in a few months, so I can eat whatever the hell I want!” Hailee said, finishing her snack before reaching toward the plate and grabbing two more, one in each hand, as she alternated biting between them. Meaghan sighed, saddened by her best friend’s apparent misery.
“Have you told your mom?” Meaghan asked, and Hailee froze before dropping her cookie.
“No,” Hailee grumbled. “I can’t exactly find a proper way of telling my mother I got knocked up by a complete stranger just weeks before I graduate from college, right?” and Meaghan bit her lip at this response.
“Well, you can’t hide it forever,” Meaghan pointed out. “And what about what’s-his-name? Are you going to tell him?”
That was a little harder for Hailee to decide. She didn’t know where to find the guy other than the club where they met, and ‘Carter’ wasn’t exactly a unique name, but that was all she knew about him.
Besides, it’s highly unlikely that men like him would take responsibility for getting a girl from a one-night-stand pregnant. So, what was the point?