Exposed At The Altar
Iyanuoluwa Olorunyemi · Ongoing · 112.8k Words
Introduction
Lina lies about the identity of the father when she finds out that she is pregnant. She is forcibly married off to Ethan, her ex boyfriend and Clara’s brother, and is willing to marry on false pretenses and under duress.
But someone knows the truth.
During the wedding day all the things are revealed at the altar before the family and friends. The groom isn’t the father. The baby was fathered by the single man who should not have ever touched her.
What ensues are betrayal, rejection and a disintegrated family. Lina is despised by those who love her the most, and she has to live with the consequences of her decisions. But what happens when a life needed to be sacrificed to save another life?
What happens when a lie reveals the truth?
Chapter 1
Lina's POV
The kitchen was as hot as an oven, sweat streaming down my back as I stir the pot on the cooker. Clara had gone to her mom’s and I was left to look after her dad, Daniel, who had sprained his ankle. I had put on little shorts and a slender tank top in order to beat the heat. Just then, my thoughts drifted away to Daniel.
He had been so nice since I came to the country as an exchange student- he had opened up his doors to me and made me one of their family. But I had been in love with him years. It was my dirty secret and it made me touch myself at night and imagine his hands rather than mine.
"Darm! That man fine." I mumbled.
I turned around and there he was, right behind my back and nearer than I had thought. I gagged on a gasp, and a blush crept up my cheeks, and my heart missed a beat. His eyes dropped to my curves, and then they shot up. But my eyes immediately went down there, the bulge in his sweatpants. Fuck, was that a hard-on? For me? No way. I cleared my throat and finally spoke. “Mr. Daniel. Do you need something?"
He also cleared his throat and stopped staring at my boobs. “I came to tell you I want a bath before the dinner. Don't rush on my account." His gaze fell on my camel toe before he turned and walked slowly away.
Clara trusted me, and I could not betray that. In addition, I had just broken up with her brother Ethan due to him moving abroad for studies and I could not deal with long distance relationships.I was not going to make things difficult with her father. However, his looks lately... he was making my knees feel like jelly and I had been sneaking into the bathroom to have wildly solitary moments with his name on my lips.
"But that boner. Damn!" I muttered, shaking my head to rid myself is the thought.
Dinner was ready soon. I plated his, and went to his room, knocking lightly, and then having the door open.
Wet out of the shower, there he stood, as naked as the day he was born, with the water running down his broad chest, over the ridges of his muscles. My gaze was fastened on his cock,
hanging down between his thick thighs as he toweled his hair.
I gasped. The plate fell out of my hands and crashed down to the ground. "Shit--sorry!" I mumbled as I bolted out of the room, banging the door behind me, my heart thundering as I ran away to my room across the hall.
I collapsed on my bed trying to ignore the weird feeling down there. Why am I so wet? He's off-limits. However, my hand failed me, and I slipped it under the piece of my pantie fabric, fingers touching my pussy lips, rubbing my wetness all over.
I pulled my tank top up and pinched one of the hard nipples, my other hand slowly rubbing my clit. “ Daniel,” the name escaped from my lips as I imagined his strong hands grabbing my ass, and that huge cock stretching me apart. Then two fingers were thrust in, then three, and my legs were wriggling as I rubbed faster and harder, chasing my own climax."Fuck, Daniel, yes, fuck me--"
A throat cleared.
I froze. I jerked my head up to the door. Daniel was standing there with loose pants that failed to conceal his boner as his eyes were fixed on my naked body. My face was scalded by heat--I had not even closed the door right in my haze.
"I... I have come to apologize about... that,” he said, his voice deep, and his eyes fixed on my nakedness. “No plans of flashing you like that. “
I pulled the blanket up over me, wishing the ground would open up and swallow me.
He took a step closer, pulled the blanket down so far that he caught me in the eye. His breath was hot, close. "But it seems you liked it."
"No! I mean--" The lie choked off.
"I heard you shout my name, Lina. Don't lie. And just to tell you, it is not the first, second, or even third time that I have heard you scream it during these last few days.”
"I'm sorry. It's wrong. You are the father of Clara--I have attempted to view you as such... but God, when you are naked and your cock is just hanging there. I can't stop thinking about it."
But he paid no heed to my words ws his finger fast hooked in his waist-band, and the pants were pushed down with one jerk. His cock jumped out--veined, thick, beaded at the tip with pre-cum. "I should help you." He said, his face inches away from mine.
"But... you're Clara's father." I stuttered. "This is wrong." The protest was empty as my thighs opening slowly, and welcoming him, my pussy gripping with desire.
"Who's gonna tell her?" he said, and his voice went straight to my core, and his hand was in the air above my breast --so near as to feel the heat, but not touching.
I nodded, the dam breaking. He got on the bed gradually, his weight sinking the mattress and pressing me down without any mercy.
I parted my legs further and his fingers took the place of mine and sank into my wet cunt, curling at my G-spot.
“Yessss,” I moaned, half-shutting my eyes, and all my nerves burning.
"You're dripping for it. You want Daddy's cock?" He slapped my pussy--stingy, yet painful delight.
“Fuck me, Daniel, please, fuck me... please," I said, the forbidden word dropping out.
He tore the tank top I was wearing straight off, and then lined up and thrust his cock into me, one thrust, one fierce thrust that sent me to the edge. I screamed, and my legs clung round his waist, and walls clenched around his cock. He began pounding, and the bed was squeaking and his balls were hitting my ass with wet smacks.
I gripped his arm, my tits bouncing with each thrust, s moan escaping my lips when he struck that place within, making me see the stars.
“Your cunt is so tight, Lina--better than I dreamt of," he groaned, slowly down as he hit deeper and harder.
"You've dreamt of this?" I choked out.
He didn't answer--just pulled out, flipped me face-down, ass up. His palm cracked against my ass cheek, then he slammed back in, spanking harder, fingers digging into my hips as he pounded with brutal force.
"Ouch!" I cried, but the pain melted into pleasure , pushing me higher.
"Fuck!" I screamed as his hot cum flooded me, pulsing deep. My hand flew to my clit, rubbing frantically to chase my own release--
A sharp knock at the door.
"Lina?" Clara's voice, muffled but unmistakable.
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