The strain had been too much and Dad had taken off, unable to deal with the stress of multiple lies, moving all the time, the generally poisonous atmosphere. Mom had been left with the four of us and her wrath was often directed at me.
“Apologize to Tina,” she commanded after another infraction. “Say you’re sorry to your sister.”
“But I’ve done nothing!” my eight year-old self protested. “It was just an accident and look, Tina spilled syrup on me,” I said, my hair sticky with molasses. The tangled part was going to have to be chopped off, leaving me with a comically lopsided bob.
“Say you’re sorry Jenna, or I’ll come over and tear out your hair myself,” Mary hissed.
And so I’d grown up bullied even within my own family, nobody ever taking my side. Was it a miracle that I’d survived? I’d needed to be a bitch just to defend myself, to get by in a world that was skewed at the most basic level.
But I’d worked to fix things as an adult, recognizing that I couldn’t survive long-term with a bad personality. Modeling, of all things, had taught me that, taught me humility, that my looks were fleeting, that there was more to life than self-protection.
And the difference in sorting out this mess was really Rafe. The big man had taken charge and I was eternally grateful. Stunned by the revelation of my birth, I’d been a shell, unable to function, collapsing in on myself.
“Rafe, what do we do next?” I asked in a whisper.
“Well, I know what I want,” he said, one brow arched wryly. He’d swooped down on me with a kiss, his lips covering my reassuringly, that big bulk shielding me from the terrors of the world.
And I was eternally grateful. I didn’t think I could survive another day without him, my life had become a hellhole and Rafe’s presence soothed me, acting as a bulwark against the horror of discovering my real past. I was an orphan essentially, Elaine and Mark Golden long since dead.
But the alpha male had taken command of the situation with force and vigor.
“Call MGC Agency,” he’d barked into his phone. And we’d flown up to San Francisco immediately, his authoritative air demanding respect when that bitch Deborah welcomed us into her office.
“Mr. Connor,” she breathed. “What an unexpected surprise! We never thought that the CEO of Levast Corp. would visit a modeling agency in person. Jenna,” she said nodding to me, her expression insincere and simpering.
He didn’t respond to her compliments.
“MGC is signing Jenna Walsh again,” he said. “Immediately. Now.”
“But we can’t,” prevaricated Deborah. “We don’t do porn stars, it’s not in our image, it’ll just bring us down.”
“Do it,” he’d growled. Rafe didn’t even get into an explanation of why or why not, but I guess it didn’t matter. Like magic, a contract appeared and I was a working model once again, albeit one without any jobs.
“Promote her,” he growled angrily at Deborah. “Putting Jenna into magazines and shows is your number one priority going forward.”
“Of course,” murmured Deborah obediently, her eyes flashing at me curiously. “I’m sure Levast will book her for its shows?”
“Absolutely yes,” said Rafe. “And your cut’s only going to be 2%, take it or leave it.”
Given that Levast was a huge potential client, MGC took it and my career was restored. I had shows to walk, photo shoots to be at, my face appearing on national magazine covers once again.
“But what about Violet? What about the porn?” I asked plaintively. “I want people to know that it wasn’t me, that I’m not dirty like that,” I said. It was true. I felt this was essential to reestablishing my image, to clarify that I’d been the victim of a maleficent plot and unlucky past.
“Baby, this is going to be tough to swallow,” said Rafe soothingly, “but no one’s going to believe that it wasn’t you in the video. Who would believe claims of a long-lost identical twin? It’s so far-fetched that it’s better to just wait it out. Don’t worry, with Levast at your back, your career will be back on track within weeks.”
“Are you sure?” I said cautiously. “There were a lot of gleeful people gloating at my demise after that video came out. Besides, couldn’t we trot Violet out for some talk shows or something? People can see with their own eyes that she’s real.”
Jake shook his head slowly. “Listen honey,” he said, tracing my cheek with one big finger. “I know how much you want to reveal the truth, but you’ll be okay, just let this blow over on its own. Look at Frederick Ecklund. That loser did porn and now he’s a millionaire real estate broker with his own TV show and book deal. You’ll be fine,” he growled, pressing a kiss to my temple. “I promise.”
And I sighed, leaning into my man. I hoped it would be true, prayed it would be true because I had another miracle to share.
“Rafe,” I said. “I appreciate what you’ve done for me, I really do, but why? Why did you appear out of the woodwork to save me when you could have left me to suffer?”
“Because I realized that you had more to offer than I’d given you credit for,” he said simply. “You’re sensuous, beautiful, intelligent, and everything I’m looking for. I’d been stupid, never giving you a chance to explain the nudie pix, immediately assuming that you were a liar, hiding all sorts of bad shit in your past. But now I know that it wasn’t your fault,” he said emphatically. “Especially since the identical twin stuff is actually true,” he replied with a wry smile.
And I’d sighed gratefully. This was the man I loved, the billionaire with a conscience, who was hellbent on making sure I was comfortable and secure, my state of mind the most important thing to him in an already very busy life.
“Oh good,” I breathed, looking lovingly into his dark eyes. “Because there’s a baby on the way … your baby, Rafe. You’re going to be a father.”
And the big man sat back stunned. Looks like I got the last word in after all!
EPILOGUE
Rafe
One year later …
“Oh!” she squealed as I reamed her. “Oh oh oh!”
“Shhh baby,” I soothed, whispering into her ear. “The baby’s in the next room you’re going to wake her.”
And Jenna looked up at me, her blue eyes dazed and sensual, hardly able to think beyond the pleasure that my dick was inflicting.
Because we’re married now, settled in with a beautiful daughter. But that doesn’t mean that I haven’t stopped desiring her, this little woman whose body I watched grow large with my child.
“Open,” I murmured into her ear, and the blonde obeyed wordlessly, her eyes pleading with me. I knew what she wanted. With a lascivious grin, I stripped off the condom, throwing the latex on the ground, and teased my cock between her dripping slit, massaging those puffy lips with my glans, trailing semen all over that secret spot.
“You want it, don’t you?” I growled sensuously. “You want another baby, don’t you?”
And she nodded wordlessly, a sigh escaping her lips even as she spread her legs wider, baring her body to me, giving me her snatch.
And I obliged. Slowly, I began pushing in, her flesh stretching, that pink hole struggling to fit my huge size, the girl wriggling with breathy little pants as she wormed her hips down, desperate to feel me inside her.
And my arousal wasn’t to be denied. I was so massive that my donkey dong shoved her upwards, her slim hips jerking up even as she tried to force herself down, the veins in my member bulging obscenely, shiny and coated in her vaginal juices, pre-cum trailing down my wooden shaft.
“Please Rafe,” she breathed. “More, more, more!”
And I did it. I grabbed her hips, forcing her down on my pole, jerking her in close until I was balls-deep, my testicles hitting her ass, bouncing against those soft cheeks.
And she couldn’t keep quiet, not with my penis slammed so tight in that curvy body.
“Aieee!” she shrieked, screaming with pleasure. And I gave it to her, deep, true, and unrelenting. I fucked th
at little body, all golden curves and gleaming skin until Jenna almost passed out from the pleasure, her eyes rolling back into her head, her cunny spasming with orgasm after orgasm, clenching down on my dick, milking me for my cum.
Because our life has changed a lot, or at least Jenna’s has. She’s cut off all ties with the Walshes and the Sterlings, she was never a part of that bunch. Sure, the Sterling brothers are rich as shit and influential, but after that call with Jake, I knew there was no way to heal the wound between my wife and his family.
So shit, we were done with them. As a member of the Connor clan, Jenna would be more than okay and had already booked her first show after the birth of baby June. We’d be more than fine, she was heading back to super-stardom as an international model.
But motherhood had been a sweet experience, and I knew Jenna enjoyed taking care of the baby, that she wanted more. And so she’d begged me for this second child.
“Please Rafe,” she said shyly, looking at me through her lashes. “A little boy this time,” she coaxed, “one that looks just like you.”
And how could I say no with her fingers running up and down my cock, stroking me to heaven? I was practically ready to do her right then and there, in the middle of my office during a workday.
So we’re back to fucking with no protection, my sweet girl and I. Our story is crazy, I know … the secret twin, the porn video, the confusing parentage. But our tale is no different from most families when you think about it. The difference is that we overcame the craziness together … always.
THE END
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