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Peter drops me off at the apartment and he changes the subject to hockey, which we both enjoy. I’m not a huge fan of the Sabres, but I understand sports talk and I have my favorites. Plus, I don’t want to stay here all alone until I’m tired enough to pass out.

Around 3 in the morning, Peter snores away on Luigi’s living room couch and I slip back to my bedroom to head to bed.

Right as I’m about to fall asleep, my phone buzzes.Probably Luigi.

Unknown: It’s Devin. Went through hell to get this number. I hope it’s you, Angelfish.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Delphine

My resistance to Luigi infuriates him and his determination to dominate me completely takes full control over him. He pins me down and fingers me until tightness explodes in my core and the most powerful orgasms of my life pulse through me. I moan as my pussy explodes all over him and guilt from how easily I allow this man to dominate my wetness spreads through every inch of me.

He pulls his fingers away from my pussy and then he wipes them off on my thighs, sending another shameful shudder spreading through my body. The pregnancy hormones pumping through my body cause this intensely confusing reaction to Luigi. I want to scratch his eyes out half the time, but whenever his body is this close to mine, all my urges are to give in to his desires completely and turn my brain off in his presence.

This primal part of me activates in Luigi’s arms and I want him to fill me with his seed and to fuck me even when he’s acting like a complete asshole. He doesn’t understand how goddamn confusing and vulnerable it is to be in my position. His body has complete physical dominion over mine whenever we’re together and to make matters worse, he has completely taken my independence while I carry his child.

I have so much more on the line here than he does, so I don’t take his comments about an engagement or his jealousy as lightly as he does. This might be a game to Luigi where he gets to fulfill his fantasies of getting a woman pregnant while unlocking the benefits to his family inheritance, but all I get is whatever end of the contract he chooses to hold up.

The reality of my pregnancy is that I have officially given Luigi all the power and I didn’t realize until it was too late.

He only hurts me more when he plays with my emotions.

Luigi runs his tongue over my neck until I shiver and moan, pressing my ass up against him, even as hatred for him runs throughout my body.

“You shouldn’t resist this, Delphine,” he says arrogantly. “I made it clear tonight that I want you. I make it clear every night. You shouldn’t have allowed the distance between us while I was in Pittsburgh to distract you from the truth…”

My heart pumps furiously in my chest as Luigi sucks on my neck and then frees his cock, pressing the large head against my entrance. Soaking wet and vulnerable for him. I push my hips back to meet him even if it’s the furthest thing from what I should want. The warm throbbing head of Luigi’s dick presses against my entrance, sliding up and down the length of my lips with slow precision.

He makes a low, guttural groan in the back of his throat as an accidental thrust pushes about half of his head inside me. My entrance stretches out, forcing a loud moan out of me alongside Luigi’s groaning. He pulls out of me and kisses my neck as hegrinds his hips against me and continues to tease me with his cock head.

“I want you so fucking bad,” he growls. “Why won’t you admit that you want this?”

He puts the head up against my entrance again. I squirm against him, trying to fight Luigi himself almost as much as my desire for him. It’s useless. His cock slides half an inch inside me and the pleasure nearly causes me to explode on the spot. I try to bite down on Luigi’s arm to stop myself from crying out, but I end up pushing too hard against him and throwing my hips back to meet him. Luigi accepts the unspoken invitation and moves his hips forward, burying his dick inside me. All eight inches slide inside me.

He feels so good. Why the fuck does this Italian monster feel so good? His cock spreads me open and Luigi’s immense body pins me completely to the bed. I can’t move an inch, but that leaves me with only one thing to focus on. Luigi thrusts forward, euphoria pulsing through my legs as he makes love to me urgently.

Why does he act like this?

“I want you,” he growls, forcing his cock into me and making me moan loudly. He loves hearing me lose control. Heyearnsfor this type of control over me. “See? You want me too. I can feel your tight pussy squeezing the life out of my cock.”

He’s going to make me cum. I can feel myself losing control so fast that I can’t stop it. Luigi knows exactly how to make me cum and he shoves his cock into me deeper and faster as he pushes me over the edge. His palm comes down on my ass possessively, forcing another moan out of me.

If my body would just stop betraying me like this…

Luigi pounds me harder after I cum, his breathing growing more ragged as he approaches his own climax. He watches his dick stretch me out as he fucks me. Wetness drips all over my thighs and soaks my legs and the bed beneath us.

“I’m gonna cum,” Luigi growls. “I’m going to fill your tight pregnant pussy with my seed because you’remine, Delphine. I can’t ever let you leave… Ican’t.”

He slowly removes his cock from between my legs and rolls over, pulling my body against his. Blood courses through Luigi’s sexy, muscular body, making him emanate heat from the friction of us moving together. How the fuck does he always make me feel so good? After he makes me cum, I want to move closer to his warmth despite knowing how bad it is for me to indulge either of our feelings for each other.

It’s easier if I act like I don’t have any feelings. Whatever weird affection I feel for Luigi, I can safely transfer to the baby and let this little fling fall apart.Even if it doesn’t feel like a fling.

Luigi can’t just let us peacefully fall asleep after ‘punishing’ me with his dick between my legs. We both came hard and we’re both clearly craving this physical closeness to each other, since neither of us have pulled away from cuddling since he came.

“I don’t want you to leave,” he says. “This is the closest I’ve ever felt to a woman and… I enjoy every minute I spend with you.”

“That’s not in the contract.”

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