The Disaster Diaries: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Apocalypse (13 page)

‘I want to fix this.’

‘I don’t.’

‘Please don’t be like this.’

‘Be like what? I told my ex-boyfriend it was over
because I wanted to be with you. I came to your house to tell you I loved you
and I find you fucking some bitch? Screw you, Logan.’ The phone line went dead.
I let out a long weary sigh and sat back in my chair. Was that it? Did Clarissa
not want to hear from me again? No. I would give it a few days and call her
back. I will wait for her anger to subside. She might just forgive me. It will
take awhile, but we can rebuild our friendship.

An e-mail appeared in my inbox.

‘What’s this?’ It was from the publisher I was about
to sign for.

I opened the message.

‘Dear Logan, I regret to inform you that we will not
be accepting your novel for publication.’ It was like having a ton of bricks
dropped upon my shoulders. I was so surprised by the opening line that I
re-read it several times. My brain just didn’t seem to want to accept it. The
publisher was rejecting my adult novel? They had agreed to it in principle. It
just needed the main person to sign off on it, but they had rejected it. On
what grounds had they rejected it? ‘We wish you luck with the manuscript. It
was a well written and well thought out story, but it is not right for our
publishing house.’

That was it.

I was jobless.

The publisher had rejected my book.

‘What the fuck am I going to do?’ I cradled my head
within the palms of my hands. I had just cut my ties with the old publisher. I
was so sure they would sign my novel. I will have to go through the whole
submission process again. That will take months. It will then take months of
edits and promotion. It could be another year or two before my book is out.
What am I going to do for work until then?

Chapter
Fifty-Four: Four Hours until Midnight

***

 Lucy yapped and jumped up at the front door. She
was my early warning system. I didn’t even know how she did it. No one had
knocked. Lucy had been sat in the front room with me when suddenly she jumped
up, started yapping, and headed for the front door. Just how good was her
hearing? She could hear a car door slam outside the house and footsteps coming
up the driveway. I opened the door and greeted Isabella with a nice big smile.
Her hand raised in the air, as she prepared to knock.

‘You must be psychic.’

She stepped into the house and kissed me upon the
lips.

It felt so natural.

‘Hello, Lucy. Have you been a good girl?’ Lucy
wagged her tail excitedly. Isabella stepped by me, as she kicked off her shoes.
I could hear her unzipping her long brown knee length coat. ‘My husband will be
back in about an hour and a half. I will have to beat him home. So, I think we might
have an hour to ourselves.’

I closed the front door and locked it.

‘What do you fancy doing? Have you eaten?’

I turned to face her and froze. For a brief moment
in time my brain stopped working. Isabella was standing in the hallway in her
bra and panties. Had she come to my house like that? Her clothes were not on
the floor, but her coat was hanging on the hook. Had she just come in her
underwear and a coat? I was practically drooling, as I looked her up and down
and then down and up again. She looked stunning. I could feel something
happening down between my thighs. I could see her nipples through the white
fabric of her bra. She giggled, as a blush appeared upon her face.

‘You like?’

‘You look incredible.’

She stepped into my personal space and curled her
fingers beneath the base of my t-shirt. She lifted it up off the top of my
head. I aided her in removing it. I looked down upon her perky breasts. They
were giving birth to a million and one naughty thoughts and ideas. I stroked
the tip of my finger around her erect nipple. Isabella sighed, but continued to
undress me. The next to go were my trousers. She popped open the button, pulled
down my zipper and got onto her knees, as she guided my trousers and boxer
shorts down. I stepped out of them. Isabella tossed them down the hallway. I
was now naked. She looked up at me and smiled. My dick was growing harder
before her very eyes. I deep sigh escaped my lips, as she ran the tip of her
tongue along the underside of my long shaft. Upon reaching the top she took the
head within her mouth. At no point did she use her hands. Isabella began to bob
her head back and forth, as she sucked me off. I breathed deeply and brushed my
fingers through her gorgeous hair.

‘Logan,’ she muttered my name.

‘Yes?’

‘Do you remember what it felt like when you pushed
your cock inside of me?’

‘Yes.’ How could I forget? Isabella had been so
sexy. I had entered her skin on skin.

‘I want to do something naughty.’

‘Okay.

‘I want to fuck you unprotected.’

Did I just hear her correctly? She sucked my cock a
little faster.

‘I loved feeling you inside of me. I want you to
fuck me unprotected. You can pull out and cum over my tits, or in my mouth, but
I really want you inside of me. Will you do it?’

Chapter
Fifty-Five: Danger

***

Was I really doing this? I couldn’t be doing this,
right? I was smarter than this. I looked down upon Isabella. She was lying
naked upon the bed beneath me. Her panties and bra had been removed. Sweet
little smiles split her lips between desperate moans. Her face was a mask of
lust mixed with a hint of agony. I had pinned her arms to the bed above her
head. The way her tits bounced back and forth was captivating. My bedsprings
creaked in protest. I could feel her pussy gripping the shaft of my cock. It felt
so good to be inside of her. The warmth of her body was melting my mind. Her
pussy was so tight and wet. It sounded like such a tacky thing to say, but I
had never felt a pussy like hers. I was pulling my cock to the point that it
nearly slipped out of her body and then forcefully pushing it all the way back
inside. A cute high pitched moan escaped her mouth with each thrust. At no
point did we break eye contact.

‘Logan, your cock is amazing.’

I did love the way she talked dirty during sex.

‘Your pussy feels so fucking good.’

‘It is yours. You own my pussy.’

God, that was hot!

‘I do?’

‘Yes.’

‘Say it again,’ I told her.

‘You own my pussy.’

I leaned down and pressed my lips against hers. It
was a rushed and clumsy kiss, but I needed to feel her tongue within my mouth.
It didn’t last long. I didn’t want to disrupt my concentration. It was taking
every last bit of mental strength to stop myself from erupting inside of her. I
don’t think Isabella fully understood just how attractive she was. She was the
type of woman that men jerked off to. I didn’t want to let this end too
quickly, but then again I didn’t want any accidents. This was a dangerous game
we were playing. I had to pull out of her before I climaxed. It didn’t matter
if I sprayed it all over her stomach. It would be foolish to cum inside of her.

‘I am so close,’ she moaned erotically.

The strained tone to her voice nearly caused me to
finish.

I gifted her with a cheeky smile and rolled my hips
harder and faster.

‘Fuck!’ Her breasts heaved, as her breathing grew
short and sharp.

I could see the look of anticipation behind the
windows of her soul.

‘You are so fucking sexy.’

‘So are you, Logan. Are you close?’

‘Yes.’

I could feel her pussy gripping me. ‘How close?’

‘I will need to pull out in a moment.’

‘Do you want to?’ Her hips squirmed beneath me.

‘W-well...’ I stuttered nervously. Of course I
didn’t want to pull out. How fucking amazing would it feel to cum inside her?
But it would be a stupid mistake. It was dangerous. She could get pregnant.
Isabella wrapped her legs around the back of my thighs, as she pulled me in
close with her arms. I pressed my muscular body down on top of her. The feel of
her skin against mine was intoxicating.

‘Don’t pull out.’

‘Isabella, we...’

She cut me off. ‘Don’t stop, Logan. Do it inside of
me.’

‘It’s dangerous.’ I said one thing, but at no point
did I stop fucking her.

‘Baby, you own me. I want you to make me yours. Fill
my pussy with cum.’

How did this woman do this to me? This was dumb. I
shouldn’t do this. I know I shouldn’t do this, but her words seemed to have
power over me. I went to open my mouth to reply, but I was too late. It
happened.

‘Logan!’ Isabella cried out. I could feel her
muscles locking, as she dug her fingernails into my back. She threw back her
head, as she bear hugged me with her arms and legs. The sensation of her tight
pussy clenching the shaft of my cock was too good. A wave of pressure dropped
from the depths of my stomach and rushed like a tsunami towards my groin. The
headboard of my bed thumped off the wall, as I drilled my dick inside of her as
hard as I could. I was using every single muscle within my body to roll my hips
and penetrate her as deep as I could. I grabbed handfuls of the bed sheet, as a
euphoric supernova ignited within my soul. My hips jolted and my cock erupted.
Isabella cried out with delight, as I climaxed inside her gorgeous body.

My hips went into overdrive.

‘Isabella!’

‘Logan!’

‘Fuck!’

‘Yes. Logan!’

‘Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!’

‘Don’t stop!’ Her voice was filled with desperation.

I grit my teeth and continued to fuck her, but where
my mind was strong, my body was weak. We went on for a handful of seconds, but
the sheer power of the orgasm has zapped my body of all of its energy supplies.
My hips rolled to a standstill. Isabella continued to squirm and moan for
nearly a minute, as aftershocks of pleasure rippled throughout the core of her
body. I couldn’t move. The tiniest movement caused bolts of orgasmic delight to
pulse down my cock. Our heavy breathing filled the silent house.

Chapter
Fifty-Six: Three Hours until Midnight

***

‘I can’t decide,’ I admitted.

‘You have to pick,’ giggled Isabella.

‘This is a tough call, but I think having you on top
is my favourite. That way I get to look up at your beautiful face.’ She cuddled
into me and buried her head into my naked chest. Our arms and legs were wrapped
around each other. It was like two human beings had been tied into a knot.
‘What is your favourite?’

‘I think when you were on top. I love being on top,
too, and I loved it when you took me from behind, but I think the first time
you cum inside of me will stay with me forever. It was just so insanely hot.
You were so good. That makes me officially your property.’

‘I am yours, too.’

‘You are?’

‘Yes.’

‘What about not trusting me?’ Isabella asked.

‘Isabella, we have just had unprotected sex several
times. I trust you.’

‘You do?’ she looked up at me and smiled. ‘That
makes me so happy.’

We shared a sweet kiss.

‘I love you, Logan.’

‘I love you, too.’

‘Do you really mean that?’

‘Yes.’

‘You’re not just saying that?’

‘No. I wouldn’t say something like that if I didn’t
mean it. I love you.’

‘I wish I didn’t have to go home tonight.’

‘There is an easy answer to that. Don’t go home.
Stay here with me.’

‘I can’t do that.’

‘Why is that?’

‘You don’t know my husband. He will go mental.’

‘He won’t know where you are. You can live here with
me. We can start a proper relationship together.’

‘You are too good to me, Logan, but I need to wait
until the weekend. I want to pack up all my stuff and move it out when he is
away. It is only a couple of days. I will be free of him and we can start our
new life together. That does mean you get to have as much skin on skin sex with
me as you want. You don’t even have to ask. I am yours. It doesn’t matter where
we are, what we are doing, if you want me, you can have me.’

‘I like the sound of that.’

‘It works two ways,’ said Isabella.

‘It does, does it?’ I replied with a cheeky grin.

‘Yes. That nice long tasty cock is going to be in my
mouth all the time. I own it.’