The Don

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I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head as our sweaty bodies moved in sync and I felt Dario release his load into me.

As much as I hate him, I can't deny my body the pleasure it needs especially while sleeping in the same bed as Dario Romano. He truly knows how to please a woman sexually and quite frankly it wouldn't be up to me whether we have sex or not. Dario would never allow me to deprive him of my body. I do not know if he would ever rape me truthfully but I know he would find ways and means to make me submit to him.

I watched him get out of the bed and walk into the bathroom. After a few minutes of panting like I just ran a marathon, I found myself entering the shower in all my naked glory.

I have no idea if he senses me in here with him as his back is facing me but it doesn't bother me either way. Quite frankly I'm not sure as to why I joined him. My legs moved on their own accord to be honest.

Dario turned around and now looked down on me as the hot beads of water littered his body. I stood there unmoving just watching him look at me. Without warning he grabbed me by the neck and shoved me against the glass. My eyes widened at the sudden movement and before I could gather my thoughts he crashed his lips on mine in a hungry kiss. I definitely didn't join him for another round of sex. My body was sore enough but clearly he had other plans. With his free hand I felt him insert two fingers into my pussy and I moaned in the kiss. Dario then brought his lips to my neck and I swear I felt like I was on cloud 9. I wrapped my hands around his neck and just enjoyed the pleasure he was granting me while running my fingers through his hair. Out of the blue Dario's mouth left my neck and he removed his fingers from my pussy making me whimper. In one swift movement he spun me around so my ass was now facing him. He grabbed a fistful of my hair making me arch my back in the process and slammed into me from behind. I cried out at the mixture of pleasure and pain as he fucc'd me mercilessly in the steamy shower.

My moans were so loud I even thought it possibly could be heard outside the soundproof walls of our bedroom. In this moment though, I didn't care. My pride was the last thing on my mind right now. All I wanted was pleasure. My body craved his and even more so now that I was pregnant. Sometimes I still can't believe I'm carrying another child for this man. I even find myself wondering what if I kept the last one.

Would my life be any different? Would it be better or worse? Would I have been treated differently because I was now the mother of his child but then what if I had a girl. Would he really rip my baby away from me. So much runs through my head on a daily basis and at the most random moments too even during sex. I completely space out and just think of the worst possible scenarios that send me straight to the bathroom throwing up. It upsets me just thinking on the fact that I'm carrying the monster's seed in me. It also worries me. What if my child turns out to be like their dad or worse if even possible, I would give birth to a devil. I can't even imagine how I would handle it. Would I be able to love this child, still or would I just tolerate it as I try to do with Dario.