FORBIDDEN AFFECTIONS: ADDICTED TO MY STEPMOM

“Of course. I’m okay. Come on, let’s head back. Jonah and the rest must be looking for us,” I said as I began to pull Jack’s arm while trying to hide the worries in my eyes. But as I had expected, Jack didn’t budge.

“Tell me the truth,” he urged suddenly, his voice graver than it had been the last time he used it.

I swallowed down hard as I forced myself to fight back the panic that was rising inside of me. “Aki-”

“Are you seeing Uncle Benjie again? Is that it?” Jack asked out of the blue, which took me by surprise.

“Huh?” I turned to look at him. What was he saying? Benjie? How did Benjie end up in the middle of this conversation?

“When are you going to realize, Mom? Uncle Benjie likes you, it’s the reason why he doesn’t call you or think of you as an elder sister-in-law despite the fact that you are older than him,” Jack expressed while controlling his anger in his voice. “Don’t talk to him from now on. You’ve given enough help to their family. You are done helping them.”

“What are you saying, Aki? Your uncle doesn’t think that way about me,” I quickly defended. What exactly was he talking about anyway? There was absolutely no chance that Benjie would view me as anything other than his sister-in-law and the person entrusted with the care of his nephew. Jack was obviously giving too much thought to the situation. I sighed and tried to calm him down once more, urging him, “Come on, why don’t we head back-”

But again, Jack cut me off. “He does like you, mom, and I hate him for feeling that way toward you,” Jack said, without a hint of a joke. Despite my best efforts to escape his sight, something about it left me speechless as I could only stare at him.

I tried to remember Jack and what kind of person he was. Since he was a child, he had a history of never saying anything but the truth while patiently following my every word. Rarely did I become the target of his angry outbursts or expressions of rage. On the other hand, whenever he did it, exactly like that one instance the previous time around, it was overwhelming. The way he stood, his eyes filled with rage, and the things he spoke while enraged made it appear as if he meant to attack or destroy somebody.

I was still unsure of what he meant when he said that Benjie was the reason for my strange behavior in the recent past; but, one thing was certain: I needed to tell him the truth in order to put an end to his doubt and overthinking of my current behavior and situation.

“Aki,” I said to him in a soft voice while holding his arm. “To tell you the truth, this has nothing to do with your uncle…”

Jack frowned. “Then what’s it about? Just what’s going on with you these days?” Jack demanded, his eyes fixed on me, as he waited for the truth.

I turned my head to gaze at him, aware of the rapid beating of my heart against my chest. Slowly, I turned my head in another direction. I couldn’t help but feel weak and frightened, but then again, I couldn’t keep this from him forever. He needed to know the truth.

After making up my mind, I took a deep breath and mentally prepared myself before uttering in a soft voice, “… I’m pregnant.”

Was it really okay to tell him about this? What if I end up making matters worse? Would he think badly about it? As I waited for Jack’s response, an increasing number of thoughts began to run through my head.

However, time ran and seconds felt like years but I was still unable to hear his response. Concerned, I took a quick glance in his direction and whispered, “Aki, I’m pregnant… I-”

“And I’m the father, right, mom?” Jack asked me unexpectedly.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I gulped down hard. “Y-Yes… Aki, please forgive me. I know this shouldn’t happen…” What would others think? What would become of Jack’s future? What would happen from here on out?

But to my shock, Jack grabbed hold of me and hugged me tightly. “Mom, please don’t say that. I honestly believed you were still speaking with Uncle Benjie. I thought that’s why you’ve been acting weird lately… I’m sorry for getting mad. When it comes to you, I become far too immature and childish…” A long and heavy sigh of disappointment escaped his lips for a brief moment before he continued, “Thank goodness, that’s not the case. And you being pregnant… Mom, I want you to know that despite everything you might be concerned about, I am happy. So please don’t think of it as a mistake. What we did was… both of us wanted it to happen, so this news… It doesn’t make me sad or angry. Instead, it makes me very happy.”

My heart was pounding faster and faster as I listened to what Jack was saying. I was completely at a loss for words, thoughts, and feelings. I was frozen in place, unable to move or speak.

Jack leaned up close to me, kissed me on the forehead, and hugged me even more closely before murmuring the words, “I love you.”

“But what about yourself? What about your future? Our child… Other people… How….” I said, my words trailing off as my voice became weaker and softer in my ears. My head began to feel like it was filled with mush as an overwhelming feeling of fear began to take hold of me.

“Mom, please calm down first and listen to me,” Jack pleaded as he gently took my hands in his and began to caress them. “About my future, I can take care of it. I am an adult now, and I am aware of my actions and decisions. Regarding the viewpoints of other people, I couldn’t care less what they think. None of it matters to me. About those problems that might or might not happen in the future, we will face them and find solutions to them when the time comes. I promise you that I will always find a way to make it work for us. But right now, I only care about you. Our baby… She is going to be alright. We’ll take care of her together,” Jack said, his eyes clear and radiant with love and affection. The way he held my hand told me about his sincerity, and the way he said those words made me know how serious he was.

In my mind, I began to consider Jack’s comments and try to make sense of what he had said. He was right. Future concerns should not occupy my thoughts at this time. What mattered most was how Jack was with me at the time and his acceptance of my pregnancy.

“How do you know it’s going to be a “she”?” I asked after feeling my heart had cooled down.

Jack looked at me and smiled. “It’s a father’s intuition.”

The moon gleamed brightly above the cloudless night as our lips softly met. Moments later, we decided to go to the bedroom. While everyone else was fully engaged around the campfire, Jack and I were busy making love.

As we struggled to take one breath after another, we clung to each other for support and collapsed onto the bed. Jack dragged me into his arms while I hung onto his shoulders and neck. Our tongues met in an intense symphony of fighting for dominance as we battled for charge and control. Grinding together, we became one once more as I rode his fully erect and extremely stiff rod.

“Ahh, aah, you have to keep your promise,” I moaned in between groans as Jack blasted his load into my body.

Jack pulled me back onto the bed while holding both of my thighs in his hands. He then plunged his large weapon into me with increased intensity and desire, causing me to tremble with the extreme pleasure of the sensation. He himself emitted a grunt of satisfaction before responding, “Ahh… I will, mom.” Then he drew back for a moment, then ruthlessly slammed it in. “Fuck. I want to get you pregnant again and again.”

Jack came several times and fired it inside me over and over again. The sound of my heartbeat was so loud that it seemed to be ringing inside my ears, intertwining with the groans, moans, and Jack’s declaration of his love for what seemed like the thousandth time. There wasn’t even a second to halt and look back as we held each other even closer, tighter, and deeper. It felt as if I was slowly being swallowed up by the intensity of our lovemaking, his voice, and body were the only visible things I could sense the entire time.

“I love you,” Jack declared openly before pulling me in for another passionate kiss as if there was no tomorrow. Our tongues met and clashed like swords in a duel, tasting and being tasted by one another in a rhythmic dance. It seemed as though we had finally let ourselves go at this moment, where there were no more lies and secrets existing between the two of us as we freely embraced each other.

I embraced him tightly and wrapped my thighs around his waist as I felt him begin to move and growl once more. My lower region felt as if it was being destroyed by Jack’s extreme roughness and brutal movements as he held me close, but I didn’t care anymore.

Tonight, we were moving and breathing as one. We owned the night as we opened our hearts, bodies, and souls to no one except the two of us.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.