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His arms crossed over his chest, and his eyes flicked nervously to and away from my tear-streaked face. “I took you from a situation with people as evil as your uncle. And you chose to come with me.”
“I chose not to be raped by people like my uncle. That was the choice you gave me.”
He leaned forward with a similar rage to what I’d seen when Katya was mentioned. “The moment one of those cowards acted to harm you so their lives were spared, I would have killed them. By now, you should know that much about me.” He was either more psychopathic than I thought, or absolutely delusional.
“Then what? Would you have still forced me to fuck you to get me pregnant to make your wife suffer?” I didn’t know if the hurt had switched to anger, or it was simply becoming overwhelming to the point I was barely able to speak.
“Forced?” he snapped. Too many emotions flashed in his eyes as he stood and rounded the table. Rage, confusion, passion, dominance. All of it swirled and heated the space between us while I looked up to him. He yanked his phone from the tabletop and swiped it several times.
“Is this the face of a woman who’s being forced?” He held the phone in front of me. The video that played was the moment I chose him, though it was whispered too low to be heard, but I still knew that moment.
I may have had sadness and anger burdening me, but I couldn’t deny the desire I’d had for him in that moment on the video. It continued to a moment of his hands roving my sides.
When I tried to look away, he ordered, “Watch.” He swiped the screen to a later time. Him so close to me, thrusting into me, kissing me, panting against my face in pleasure. “Is that the face or touch of a man who is thinking about another fucking woman?”
It was a passionate expression, even only caught from the side. Both our faces seemed equally entranced with each other. He set the phone down and scooped me up. I still couldn’t look at him, though, not even when he spun me to sit on the table and lifted my chin.
“You’re with me because we both wanted each other. And you sure as fuck have never minded my cum in your pretty little pussy.” Now he jerked me close to feel his girth against me. His next words were a growl. “Have you?”
“No.” My chin was at his chest as I met his gaze. Everything about him was captivating, and this was no different. The sound from his phone of us fucking on a different occasion had a need building between my legs. It shouldn’t have turned me on. They were moments I fought against, and yet I enjoyed the memory of how he’d made me feel.
“Then unbutton my fucking jeans so I can let your cunt drink every drop of it while you listen to yourself moan for my cock.”
I obeyed, reaching down to unclasp while feeling the tightness from his erection. After lowering the front, his cock sprung free. This was a dominant side of his that could make me forget everything but this moment. He kicked off his pants before reaching down to my shorts, ripping them with ease.
With a rapid plunge, he entered me. Luckily, I had a grip to his shoulders to stop my entire body from being knocked to the table.
"Wrap your legs around me."
I again obeyed him, locking my ankles together as he lifted me. The moans continued, and I enjoyed the sound of my own orgasms he'd kept on his phone to play on a moment like this.
"Before this day is over, you're going to have nonstop orgasms and a bucket's worth of my seed in you." He carried me and the provocative phone into the room and set it beside him as he lowered to lay his back on the bed.
Now I was on top, rocking my hips and watching his delighted expression. I could hear the time in the van when I was on his lap, working my legs as I fucked him. All the stimulation and the current passion for him had my eyes rolling upward.
He reached up and pulled the straps of my top down my arms, freeing my breasts to bounce with every movement. A view that must have turned him on by the way his hands clamped onto my sides, and he began to piston up into me.
There was more passion than the previous times he had opened up to me. And I felt the desire to give him more of myself.
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Armon spent an additional night and day with me. There was no texting or laptop he used; it was only me he focused his attention on. We spent most of our time lounging, but later shopping.
Although I was attracted to him, I had no idea how I was supposed to act. He behaved like he was the charming man from the coffee shop. No guns or wife or anything else that would affect romance. It was as though he could completely break from one part of himself. Was I supposed to pretend that other Armon didn't exist?
I did that until he was perusing a baby store to purchase a gift for an upcoming early baby shower for Nikki's pregnancy.
"If you hate your wife, why not send her and her baby away?"
There was a hint of venom to his debonair smile. "I'm keeping the baby then sending her away."
"It won't have a mother." But I also wondered why he would even want it.
"Nikki would probably be as good of a mother as yours was." Maybe he hadn't expected my surprise at my mother spoken of in past tense, so he added, "He will have you and Katya."
"Me?"
He lowered the bedding he held and came to me, looking down with delight. "And our baby as a playmate."
