I found him in the servant quarters outside his house, talking to his friends. I walked up to him and kissed him and told him I want him to fuck me. I didn’t care that his friends were there. They all kept staring at me. He took me inside and I was all over him like my life depended on it. I don’t even remember how many times we fucked but soon we ran out of condoms. He didn’t have an AC so we were a sweaty mess. My eyes rolled back from the multiple orgasms I was having. I didn’t want him to stop so I locked my legs behind him and he came inside me.
After we were completely spent, we didn’t even shower. We just stayed locked together. Our skin stuck together as our sweaty dried. I was satisfied. After that we continued to meet at our secret spot to fuck almost everyday. We often did it without condoms since I loved doing it raw. Soon, I was pregnant. I was in my 12th and tbh, I was in love with S by now. It was not the right time but I didn’t care.
I wanted to raise this child and live with S. When my parents found out about this, they beat me and made me get an abortion. I never told them whose child it was but they probably knew.