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"Oh god," she cried as he sucked on her clit at the same time. An orgasm began to build and within moments she was practically screaming in pleasure as waves of the orgasm wracked over her body. Brooks kept going until she her screams had quieted and she pulled him up by his arms.

With a smile on his face, he pressed his lips against hers. Cambry eagerly opened her mouth. She could taste herself on him as he swept his tongue inside her mouth, which turned her on even more. "I want your cock inside me. Now," she told him between kisses.

She didn't have to tell him twice. Brooks thrust himself inside of her and she moaned as she felt every inch of him filling her. She moved her hips in motion with his as he pushed in and out of her, wrapping her legs around him and clasping her ankles together.

Cambry trailed kisses from his ear down to his collarbone, lightly nibbling on his neck. He groaned in pleasure. Each of his thrusts grew rougher and harder until she could feel him slapping against her groin. "God it feels so good," he whispered.

She smiled and smacked him once on the ass. Brooks raised one eyebrow. "Is that how you want it?" he asked.

She nodded and he immediately pulled away. Placing his hands on her waist he flipped her over. Cambry stuck her ass out and leaned over the arm of the couch. He placed himself against her opening and thrust inside of her once more, still rough and hard. With each thrust, he smacked her ass. She gasped in pain and pleasure and felt another orgasm building. "Don't stop!" she cried as he spanked her repeatedly.

Finally, with one last slap, she came again, crying out loud. Her pleasure was Brooks' pleasure and he joined her in an orgasm, pushing himself into her with each spasm. Once he was done, he pulled away and used a towel from the closet to clean them both. Cambry laid on the couch, arms above her head, a satisfied smile crossing her face.



For the next two weeks, Cambry and Brooks planned their small wedding. His parents seemed to have accepted that they couldn't do anything about it, so Connie helped them with their plans, although a bit reluctantly. It was a Wednesday morning that she was driving to her job as a receptionist at an office building when her brakes went out on her car. She pumped her foot on the pedal, trying to get the car to stop, but it was to no avail. She screamed and blocked her face with her arms as her car slammed into another car in front of her.

When she came to, she found herself in a hospital room. Brooks slept in the chair to her left and a machine beeped to her right. She remembered what happened and immediately panicked, hoping the baby was all right. "Brooks!" she said, shaking his shoulder. "Brooks! Wake up!"

His eyes popped open and he leaned forward. "Oh thank god you're all right," he said, taking her hand in his and placing a kiss on it.

"Is the baby okay?" she asked, unconcerned about anything else.

Brooks nodded, a smile on his face. "Yes, the baby is fine. You, on the other hand, have been out for hours."

Cambry adjusted her position in her bed and winced at the pain. Her neck and back were stiff and her right shoulder throbbed. Other than that, though, she felt okay considering she had been in an accident. "Do you know what happened?" she asked.

He shrugged. "The paramedics said that when they arrived at the scene, you were in your car crying. They got you out and into the ambulance, but you couldn't tell them what hurt. You just kept mumbling, 'They wouldn't work.' You passed out on the way to the hospital and you've been out ever since."

She shook her head. "I don't remember any of that."

"Do you know what you meant when you said 'They wouldn't work'?" he asked.

"No," she replied, thinking. "Oh! Maybe my brakes. That's what caused the accident. My brakes wouldn't work. The car wouldn't stop."

Brooks furrowed his eyebrows. "That's strange. I'll tell the police that, though they'll probably want to talk to you."

After Cambry had talked to the police and told them everything she knew, the doctor came and evaluated her. He told her he wanted to keep her overnight, just to be safe. Before they left, one of them received a call on his cell phone. Cambry watched the look on his face as he glanced at her with worry and then quickly glanced away. When he hung up the phone, he walked over to her and Brooks.

"Is everything all right, Officer?" she asked.

He shook his head. "I'm afraid I've received some bad news. It looks like your brake lines were cut. Do you know anyone who would want to hurt you?"

Cambry looked at Brooks and they both shook their heads. "No, not that I can think of," she told him.

The cop pulled a business card out of his pocket. "If you think of anyone, call me on my cell. In the meantime, we'll be considering this a homicide attempt and an investigation will be opened."