Bestfriend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby (Kelly and Pierce)

With Him, I Can Be Kelly's POV

Letting go. That's what I'm waiting for him to do. To finally let me go and end everything between us. I've been forcing him to forget about me, thinking I was the only one who's hurt but I was wrong. The pain in his eyes and in his voice made me realize that it's not just abou What took you so long to realize your feelings, Pierce? You wasted us and you hurt me so much.

It's making me so angry that he couldn't properly distinguish his feelings. It's maddening that he's still confused between his feelings for me and Lexi. But I know that when he finally said he's letting me go, we're completely over.

We're finally over. He's not gonna chase me anymore. It's sickening to see him following me, begging me to accept him again even when he's already engaged to Lexi. He's still a coward. He never learns. And now, he finally let me go. But what if I give Klay a chance and h he's already married to Lexi when that day comes?

I couldn't help but to feel even more angry. Even if Klay hurt me in the end, I will not go back to him. What does he think of me?

"Are you okay?" Klay asked after he parked the car in front of my apartment building. I was silent the whole ride and he misunderstood my silence.

"I'm fine."

He stared into my eyes. I wanted to take my seatbelt off and leave but his eyes were telling me that he wanted to say something.

"I didn't know they were there either. I'm sorry for failing on our first date."

Realization hit me hard. I let my past affect me again and now the person who has been staying by my side all this time is guilty about something he shouldn't feel guilty about.

"Klay..." I moved closer to him and gently caressed his arm. "I'm fine. The

dinner was good and it made me happy. You didn't fail. You brought me to my favorite restaurant and made me eat my favorite foods. You on our, first date."

made me happy

His expression immediately lightened. The corner of his lips rose and at handsome smile plastered on his lips.

"Since our first date was a success, will you go on another date with me?"

I was taken aback. Hopes were lingering in his eyes and my heart skipped a beat because of that. He looked so happy and hopeful that I feel like he's gonna take my breath away if I don't distance myself from him. Instead of answering, I unbuckled my seatbelt and went out of the car. I heard him following me as I entered the apartment building.

"Kelly, come on, babe. Tell me about our second date. When will it be?" He asked, following me.

I couldn't hide the smile on my lips. Luckily, he's beside me.

I opened the door of my apartment and faced him, "Why don't you surprise me again on our second date?"

His lips parted and his eyes widened. I was shocked. I didn't know he's capable of showing these cute expressions. I was used to seeing him so serious. I was taken aback realizing his dark eyes can also show excitement and shock. "Did you mean that?" He asked, laughing happily.

I bit my bottom lip and nodded. He was so happy that he punched in the air before looking at me again and brushing his messy hair backwards. I was stunned. Why does he look so sexy doing that?

"Kelly..." He held my hands and stared intently into my eyes. "I want to give you the best dates. I want to make you happy

every time you're with me. I'm willing to do everything. But this is my first time courting a woman so I'm not gonna be a perfect suitor. I won't be perfect but I'll try to learn to be one. For you."

His words have reached my heart. His sincere eyes were so much that I feel. like I'm drowning with the emotions in it. Who would've thought that the coldest and ruthless man I know can be this soft and caring?

He lifted his right arm and his palm gently caressed my cheek. I slowly closed my eyes when he leaned down to me and planted a soft kiss on my forehead.

His gestures were sweet. He's caring and loving. I won't regret it if I give him a chance, right?

He smiled at me after he pulled away. "Good night, Kelly."

He was about to leave but I grabbed the wrist of his long-sleeved polo. I swallowed hard when he faced me again.

Without saying anything, I tiptoed and landed a soft and swift kiss on his

cheek. He was stunned. He stared at me for God knows how long, as I held on to his clothes tighter.

"I-It's a yes, Klay," I whispered nervously.

His forehead creased, confused. "Yes what?"

I couldn't look at him. "I-I mean we're together now."

"Huh?"

I sucked my breath. My cheeks were burning. God! Why am I feeling this way? I'm not a teenager. I feel so shy even when we have already slept together. Although this is the first time saying yes to being someone's girlfriend. He moved closer, so close that I felt his hard chest against my clothed bosom.

"What is it, babe?" He whispered as he lifted my chin using his finger.

When our eyes met, I felt like I was burned by the desire in his eyes.

"Tell me again," he whispered again and brushed his nose against my cheek. Let me hear it again, babe."

I squeezed my eyes closed and helplessly clung onto his neck. "I'm your... girlfriend now, Klay."

I heard him chuckle happily and before I knew it, his lips claimed mine into a hot and deep kiss.

"There's no turning back, babe. You're mine now," he said between our hot kisses.

He nibbled my lips and sucked my tongue. He was doing wonders inside my mouth that he immediately ignited the fire of desire within me. I want him. I want to feel him again. Touching me, kissing my body and inside me. Just when I'm about to pull him closer, he pulled away from the kiss and pressed our foreheads together.

"I gotta go," he said.

I slowly opened my eyes and swallowed hard. I met his eyes that were intently watching my face.

"Stay.." I said with trembling lips..

He shook his head, "No, babe. I don't wanna scare you-"

"I want you, Klay, I want you so, so bad I'm going crazy."

He swallowed hard as his eyes burned with lust. "I don't want you to think that I want your body-"

For the second time, I cut him off. I pulled his neck and kissed him fully on the lips. He immediately answered my kisses as he lifted me from the ground and walked inside

my apartment. He kicked the door and continued walking while kissing me so erotically. His lips were so hot and aggressive against mine.

"Hmmm..." I moaned when I felt his left palm caressed my left bre*st.

He put me down and I realized we're inside the bathroom. He stared into my eyes with darkened desire and started undressing me.

I felt so hot while watching him take my clothes off when he leaned to me again and started kissing my neck. I hugged his neck and bit my bottom lip when I felt him nipping the side of my neck.

"Ohh! Klay!" A lewd moan escaped my lips when he palmed my aching sex and turned me around.

My cheeks burned after I saw myself in the mirror. He was standing beside me, staring at me through the mirror. His eyes were so dark and his jaws were clenched as he continued caressing the aching flesh between my legs.

I didn't know when he took all my clothes off but while he was caressing my most sensitive spot, he was taking his clothes off.

"Say you won't regret this, babe," he whispered as he bit my earlobe.

I immediately shook my head and threw my head back when I felt his finger thrusted inside me. He was so expert in this that it didn't take me long until I

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felt myself explode in his fingers.

"Ah!" I'cried in pleasure when I felt the tip of his length poking my entrance from the back.

He hugged my waist, lifted my chin to meet his eyes looking at me through the mirror. I felt even more aroused realizing how lewd I look.

"G-Gently, Klay," I whispered as I felt him slowly pushing his length.

"I know, babe," he whispered and gritted his teeth. "I know..."

My eyes rolled back and I screamed so loud when he pushed his length all the way in in one swift thrust. It was slow and gentle but so deep that I felt tears rolling down my face in so much pleasure.

God! It's killing me! I badly want him.

He completely dominated me and I feel like I can no longer escape this desire I have for him. With him, I can show this side of me. With him, I can express my feelings. I can scream on the top of my lungs and shout how I wanted this. I can be so lewd and loud. Something