Three months later
I’m folding laundry when white hot pain flashes through my body. I cry out in pain as I double over onto the floor. I feel my p***y throb and wetness coat my underwear.
“Kayley? What’s wrong?” Jackson stands in the doorway of our bedroom, concern marring his handsome face.
“I-I don’t know, I’m hot all over.” I clutch my body and clench my legs. A small whimper escapes my lips as the sensation puts pressure on my c**t.
“Oh baby,I think it’s your heat.” Jackson comes to my side and cradles me.
“What? But my birth control.” I stare up at him with confusion.
“Maybe it’s faulty?” I go to reply, but the heat slices through my body.
“Oh god, make it stop.” I groaned.
“The only way to help is sex.” He stares at me with hesitation.
“D-do we have any condoms?” I ask as I
