Rewritten (Unwritten Book 2) (8 page)

Now.

I grab him, trying to pull him in closer.

He lifts up, grabbing my hands and pulling them above me. Holding onto my wrists underneath his pillow.

Looking into my eyes he whispers, “You are so beautiful. I can’t wait to feel you,” he leans down to kiss me softly, “all of you. Places only I can go,” he kisses me again. “Feel you from deep inside.”

I moan deeply against his lips, thrusting my hips up to meet his.

“Tell me you love me,” he whispers in my ear.

“I love you, Charlie,” I reply through bated breath.

“Do you want me inside you?”

He rubs himself right outside my entrance and I tremble from the pleasure.

“Oh, God, yes. Please, Charlie. I need you.” I lift my hips up again, trying to force him inside me while my hands are still held behind me.

“Allison…” He leans down and finally thrusts himself inside.

We both moan at his slow movement as he fills every millimeter I’ve been dying to have him fill.

The build up was so intense that I’m already higher than I’ve ever been.

Charlie begins a slow, intense love-making pace while keeping his lips locked on mine, opening his mouth only to breathe and moan as he holds me tight. Continuing to hold my arms above my head.

I’m at his mercy. I am his. In this moment and forever. I know. I am his.

He doesn’t change his rhythm or position, and I know we are sharing the same feelings inside without a word having to be said.

I moan deeply as I start to cum and my body is frozen in ecstasy before I start to convulse around his hard cock.

When the waves of pleasure have ripped through my body and I start to come down, Charlie keeps up with the same rhythm and position bringing me right back up to climax again.

I can’t help but scream, “Oh my God!” as I start to come down again only to be brought right back up.

Holy mother of God. What is he doing to my body? How is this happening?

He still has a hold of my arms and my body is a slave to him. And like the God that he is, he’s taking me to a sexual heaven I didn’t even know existed.

I’m completely frozen in shock from the intense orgasm that seems never ending. He brings me higher and higher two more times before I explode so intensely around him that my body can barely even handle the feeling.

Charlie releases at the same time, kissing me even harder, letting go of my hands as he holds on to me tightly.

We lay wrapped in each other’s arms, enjoying just holding one another. “I can’t tell you how bad I have wanted to hold you for the last week,” Charlie admits with a big grin on his face.

“Feeling’s mutual. I’ve never had multiple orgasms that close together.”

“Really? Wow, I feel special.”

“You should, that was amazing.”

Charlie laughs proudly, “Hey, we can do it again anytime you want.”

I hop up, straddling him, “Anytime I want…?” I lean down to kiss him.

Charlie laughs, kissing me back before stopping saying, “Ok, maybe not anytime. We have to get up. People will be here soon.”

I pout, falling back to the bed, lying on my back. “People? Who’s coming over?”

Charlie sits up, putting on his pants as the doorbell rings. “Get dressed, I’ll let them in. You might want to fix your hair, too,” he laughs.

He shuts his bedroom door as I sigh, not wanting to get up. I can hear a few people talking outside but can’t make out what’s going on. Reluctantly, I get up and start to pull up my pants when I’m surprised to hear someone burst through the door.

“Allison!” Nichole runs over to give me a hug. “Damn you two. You’ve only been home for an hour. You waste no time,” she laughs.

“Hey, sis. Yay, I’m glad you’re here!” We hug once I’m fully dressed.

Nichole laughs patting my hair down, “Here, let’s fix this, Dad’s out in the living room waiting for you.”

I look up surprised, “He is…?” I walk to a mirror to fix my hair. “Ugh, is Mom here, too?”

Nichole grabs me by the back of my shoulders looking at me through the mirror, “Yes, Allison, she is.”

“No!” I back up. “Nichole, you don’t know what happened but I don’t want to see her.”

Nichole steps closer, reaching to hold my hand. “Allison, I do know. Everything. You need to come out here. There is something else.”

“What? What else could there possibly be?”

Nichole grips my hand tighter, pulling me out to the living room, “Come on.”

I reluctantly follow, trying to get my hand out of Nichole’s grip.

As we walk out the door, I see my dad first, which makes me smile. My dad and I have always been so close. “Daddy!” I wrap my arms around him.

“It’s so good to see you, Allie. I can’t wait to hear all about your trip.”

“It was great, Daddy. You’ll be so proud of me.”

“I always have been. My little girl.” He puts his hand on my face, giving me that smile that any dad gives when he’s proud of his daughter, which makes me even more proud of my accomplishments.

And I am, his little girl. He will always be my Daddy, too. No matter how old I get. Nichole started calling him by his first name, Kevin, years ago. I never understood why but I never will. He’ll always be Daddy to me.

I look over and see my mom sitting quietly in the corner and can’t help but close my eyes in disgust. “I don’t know why you’re here. I told you, I don’t want anything to do with you.”

She stands up, “But Allison, I love you. I’m your mother.”

Dad steps in, trying to ease the tension, “Diane, let me handle this.” He put his hand up, motioning for her to sit back down. “Allison, why don’t we have a seat?”

Charlie motions for us all to move into the living room. He sits down with his arm around me, kissing my cheek as I snuggle up next to him.

“Dad, I’m sorry but you don’t know what she did. You need to understand, I love Charlie and what she did is unforgivable. And now we’re in this mess with Jacquelyn. It’s all her fault.”

He sighs deeply, “Allison baby, I do know. I know everything, as does your sister. There is something else that we need to tell you though.”

I look at Charlie with a scared look on my face. “What is it Charlie? Have you decided to keep the baby?”

Charlie puts his hand on my knee, “No, Allison, please, just let your dad speak.”

I look to my dad who takes a deep breath before speaking. “Allison, now you know the truth. Your mother and I have run a high-end escort service for many years now. I hope you understand why we never wanted to tell you or your sister.”

Nichole laughs.

“But there’s more. You see, your mother and I have always had a different outlook on sex,” he pauses and looks to my mom who puts her head down. “God, this is harder than I thought it would be,” he clears his throat. “Your mother and I love each other the same today as we did when we first met.” He looks to Charlie smiling, “I hope you and Charlie have found the same love.”

Charlie smiles, looking at me, “I know we have.”

I smile back, giving him a sweet kiss.

My dad continues, “So, though we never cheated on each other, we would bring other people into our lives, um… into… our bedroom…”

My eyes open widely, “Daddy.”

He flushes red, and I know he’s embarrassed to be having this conversation with me and I’m just as embarrassed for him. Why would he ever tell me this?

“So, I’m telling you this because I hope it will help with the situation you both are in now.”

“I don’t get it,” I look at Charlie. “What is he talking about?”

Charlie looks at my dad who continues, “Allison, we brought, who we thought was, your mom’s best friend into our bedroom. Her name was Robin.”

“Dad, I know you had an affair with her.”

“No, honey, I told you. I never cheated on your mother.” He takes a deep breath, “Condoms were very new back then and we thought they were 100% effective. Turns out she poked holes in the condom to purposely get pregnant.”

“What? Are you kidding me? So you didn’t have an affair? Wait, are you trying to tell me I have a sister or brother out there somewhere?”

My mom starts to cry. Charlie holds me tighter giving my dad a nod.

“No, Allison, you see, Robin died during child birth.”

“Ok, so the baby died. Dad, how does this help us?”

“No, Allison,” he grabs my hands. “You were the baby.”

What? What did he just say?
I’m stunned. My mouth drops open and I’m literally speechless.

Charlie holds me tighter, and I think I feel him kissing my shoulder but I’m not sure. Everything around me is a blur as I take in what was just said.

“So… so…” I look to my mom. Wait, no, she’s not my mom, she’s just Diane now. “She’s not my mother?”

Diane jumps up, “Yes, Allison. I am, I am your mother. I have loved you since the second I saw you and I knew you were the best thing that ever happened to me. To us. I may not have given birth to you but you are my daughter, in every other sense of the word.” Tears run down her face as she tries to convince me but I just look away.

“Wait,” I turn to Charlie, “when did you find out? How did you not tell me?” I jump up, running into Charlie’s bedroom.

I have to get out of this room. I feel the walls closing in on me, and a panic attack starting to take me over.

Charlie grabs my arm to stop me but I pull away and slam the door behind me. Falling on the end of Charlie’s bed, I start to cry into my hands.

There’s a knock at the door and I see Nichole peek in before opening it further and sitting down next to me, putting her arm around my shoulder, “Allison, I know this is a lot to take in. I can’t even imagine what is going through your head right now. But you need to know that Mom really does love you and has always treated you like her own daughter.”

I cry even harder, not able to speak.

“You know this took a lot for them to tell us and they did it for a reason. Allison, Mom knows how much you love Charlie, and she wants you to know that it is possible for you to love this child as your own. She has proven that to you your entire life. Yes, Mom and Dad have made some bad choices in their lives but you can’t deny that they raised us the best they could and gave us both an amazing, loving upbringing. To be honest, I’m sad I didn’t find out earlier the whole truth.”

I look to Nichole, questioning her why she wishes she new earlier.

“I found out about your birth mom years ago and Mom lead me to believe that Dad had an affair. That’s why I told you he did and that’s why I’ve never trusted men.”

I stop her, “Wait, so you knew? How could you not tell me?”

“Allison, I’m sorry. I found out when you were still so young and the more I thought about it, the more I thought it really didn’t matter. Mom was always amazing to us and she really was your mom.”

“Until now.”

Nichole sighs, “Yes, Allison. I’m not going to defend her on that. I agree. She fucked up. She fucked up big. But she’s sorry. She’s truly sorry. You have to talk to her.”

I put my head in my hands, crying again.

Charlie knocks and enters the room. “Allison, baby. I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to hear it from me over the phone. That’s why we planned to tell you as soon as we could, in person.”

I look over to him, “I know, I’m sorry. I just didn’t, I mean…”

Charlie walks over, wrapping his arm around me, “It’s ok. You don’t have to explain yourself. Please, just don’t be mad at me.”

“I’m not,” I kiss him softly, “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” he whispers as he touches his forehead to mine. “Can you come out to the living room? Both of your parents are going a little crazy right now.”

I let out a sharp laugh, “Yeah…”

We walk hand-in-hand back into the living room. Both of my parents are sitting next to each other, consoling one another. Dad jumps up to hug me, “Oh, Allie, please don’t be upset with us. Please know that you were the best thing that ever happened to us. You and your sister. We never wanted you to feel like you weren’t wanted or different than Nichole. I hope you will understand that someday.”