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“Who is Erick to you? Your pimp… drug dealer? Connect?” he bit out, his voice laced with jealousy and bitterness. Her blood sang as he opened his belt buckle and took his phone out of his pocket before shoving his pants down just enough to free his erection. She whimpered as he suddenly jerked her hips to the very edge of the dresser, causing her to have to lean back and support herself on her elbows.
"How did you find me?" She gasped, her blood rushed through her veins at the feel of his fingers crushing into the flesh of her thighs.
Colin ignored her. “Has he ever fucked you? Has he had his cock inside this sweet body? MY body?” He snarled, as he spread her legs roughly, looking between them. His fingers bruised the inside of her thigh in a crushing grip. “You had better goddamn answer me when I ask you a question! I ASKED YOU IF YOU FUCKED HIM!” His eyes snapped to hers and she balked at the anger she found there.
“No! No Colin, he’s my bodyguard,” Olivia whispered, flinching as he suddenly lowered his head and spit between her legs, making her face flame with embarrassment at the unexpected action, the feeling flooding her from her head to her toes leaving her slightly breathless. He cut his eyes to her as he took his cock out. The sight of it cooled her off a little as it was so angry looking and swollen with need. A thread of precum hung from the tip and he notched it into her opening before looking up at her, hearing her groan at the hot feel of him against her.
"C-Colin-"
“Pathetic,” Colin interrupted, the one word her undoing as he suddenly thrust hard.
Her scream echoed around the room as he mercilessly bottomed out inside of her.The dresser banged loudly against the wall with the force of his thrust. He pulled back and slammed back in roughly, drawing another wail from her, and a harsh bang from the dresser. It burned. She hadn’t had anything or anyone inside of her since she left him. She wasn’t able to go there, still feeling too raw.
She winced as he reached forward, grasped her hair, and pulled her face up to him. His eyes roamed her brown hair, displeasure was present on his face, plain as day, and she pursed her lips at the sight, feeling shame mix with her arousal.
“Shut your bitch mouth. I don't want to hear it,” he said, his words ringing harshly throughout the small space.
Olivia's eyes widened in surprise at his harshness before narrowing in anger, and she reached forward and pushed at his chest hard. "You fucking asshole!" she yelled at him, growling low in her own throat as he let go of her hair and snatched her wrists up, grasping them in one hand. His other hand went back to her throat, wrapping around and squeezing the sides, cutting off her air supply.
Colin's eyes flashed as he bared his teeth at her. “I have coddled you, I have bent over backwards for you. And you fucking left me, even after assuring me you wouldn’t while we were at the therapist. I trusted you and gave you everything that I had, all that I was, even changed myself for you. No fucking more,” he whispered harshly, slamming into her on another painful thrust, making her cry out.
Olivia tilted her head down as she felt a series of hot shivers race up her spine and her eyes fill with tears at the truth of his words. He verbalized what she’d been thinking. Though she was hurt, her trust betrayed, she’d reacted like a child, causing everyone around her undue pain.She sucked in a breath when he loosened his grip enough and felt tears spill onto her cheeks.
“I know, I know, I’m so s-sorry baby I was wrong!” Olivia cried out, trying to jerk her head away, but his hold on her throat was too tight. “I didn’t mean to hur-” she tensed up as he suddenly reached forward and slapped her across the face, the movement making her clench hard around him in excitement. He roughly yanked her head back to look at him, and she narrowed her eyes at him, panting.
“Goddamn you for making me like this…for making me love you,” she hissed at him.
“You have no fucking choice, amor," Colin replied in a rough tone that made her heart race with excitement. "You’re going to like it whether you fucking want to or not. You’re going to fucking love me because you have torn my heart out and stomped all over it and left me fucking bleeding. And by the way, I don’t fucking like your hair. That was a bitch move,” he growled into her face, still thrusting. "And if you don't want to come back as what we agreed to in our contract, then you are damn sure going to come back as what we agreed to in our marital vows as my wife. I'm not letting you out of it that easily." He suddenly reached for his phone, unlocked it, and placed it on her chest.
Olivia gaped up at him in embarrassment as he never slowed, the little slaps of their bodies meeting clear as day in the room.
“Mr. McDermont,” a woman answered the phone.
Olivia’s eyes widened as she hurriedly placed her hand over her mouth to stem her moaning. Her core tightened viciously; she was about to orgasm. She cursed in her head as she became wetter, the slapping sounds echoing louder as she coated his erection with her essence. Her heart leapt in her throat as Colin suddenly reached forward and pulled her hand away, slapping her lightly on her face once again. She turned furious eyes to him as she gritted her teeth as she orgasmed, locking the muscles of her throat down, trying to be silent. Her nails clawed into the dresser as she tried to recoil away, and he yanked her back, grinding heavily into her pussy.
A tear escaped her eye at the pain of it.
“Sylvia, I need you to go to the drugstore and buy some hair dye stripper and have it on the plane for me. And I need at least ten days worth of plan B pills, and five pregnancy tests. And some duct tape. Now!” Colin said, not even trying to hide the hard sex sounds that were in the background. The woman was quiet for a second as the slapping sounds ensued. Olivia threw her head back, gasping as she felt her body break out in sweat, overstimulated and not ready to have another orgasm. Colin slowed his movements, thrusting harder, causing her to moan as he pressed deep into her.
"Hmmmm fuck me," she whispered as low as she dared, feeling her toes curl in her shoes.
The woman on the phone stuttered for a second, obviously hearing them.
“Y-ye-yes sir. How many boxes do you need?” Sylvia said, sounding like she was moving very fast.
“Four, five. I don’t give a fuck as long as it works, just figure it out! That’s what I pay you for,” he said sharply, hanging up on the woman. He clicked a few more buttons and Katy Perry started singing about Riding Harleys in Hawaii. The song he’d played when he met her at the diner. She gasped in recognition and licked her lips as he leaned down to her face.
“Fourteen mother fucking weeks,” he said, slapping his hand across her face again, making her gasp.
“I hate you. So much, Colin!” she threw the words at him mercilessly, whimpering as she felt a seriously painful orgasm looming.
“That makes the two of us. How fucking dare you leave me? How could you, Olivia?” he looked at her, his eyes cold. She narrowed hers at him, staying silent.
“I missed you though,” Colin suddenly said, yanking her top down and exposing both of her breasts. His eyes trained on her bouncing globes and erect nipples for several minutes as he beat his flesh into hers. The beat of the song provided the perfect tempo for them. She flinched, finding their situation incredibly sexy.
“Now, are you going to cum for me, huh? Be my little cum slut? That’s all you fuckin deserve right now.” He yanked her head back to stare at him as he lowered his face to hers. “You sure don’t deserve me as I was.” With a groan that he quickly cut off, he silently orgasmed at the first hard clasp of her vagina, his fingers digging deep into the flesh of her thighs. She shuddered, resting her head against the dresser mirror and taking a minute to breathe deeply. His flesh slipped from hers too soon, still hard, and he stepped away from her, his chest heaving slightly.
Colin regarded her coldly as he took a second to pull himself back together.“You’re packed up already. We’re going home. Pull yourself together and meet me in the front,” he said, leaving no room for argument.
