Claimed By The Don

Ava p. o. v

The silence was deadly and tense, I couldn’t bring myself to break the silence or move a finger. I’m worried about what must be going on in Vince mind.

why is he so silent.

My eyes averted to anywhere but his face, I fear that what I might see on his face would force me to spill out the truth. I squirm under his heated gaze, he didn’t bought my lie. I can feel it in his stare.

“Lies!” He finally spoke, breaking the tense air and confirming my thoughts. “You’re lying.” He spoke confidently. It’s was as if he can tell that I’m truly lying.

His eyes are dark and daring, challenging me to deny it. He grip the sink with both hands caging me in his space. I have to come up with something to convince him that I’m not lying, or he will suggest taking me to his doctor and I loathe that.

“I’m not…..”

“Don’t! Don’t you dare lie to my face.” He snapped interrupting me. I would be lying if I say I’m not scared right now, I want to tell him I’m pregnant but something seems to be stopping me. I don’t know if I’m just too concern that Vince will turn in a protective and possessive freak or it’s my career, or maybe it is both of them.

“My period came.” I huffed out barely hiding the slight wave in my voice.

“I doubt it.” Vince scoffed unconvinced. I know any normal person would have fell for my lie, but Vince isn’t any person. “If that’s the case, then why are you vomiting.” He’s growing frustrated and impatience.

“I had indigestion that’s why.” I couldn’t think of anything, so I said what first came to my mind. Suddenly, Vince lifts me off the floor, my legs immediately went around his waist. I stare at him dumbstruck, surprised at his actions but the look on his face told me he was done playing games with me.

I gulp nervously and look away from him. I don’t know why I’m suddenly sweating, is it from the heat of his stare or what?Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“Tell me the truth because I know you are lying.” He growled, his eyes getting darker than before. “Or I might just have to fuck the truth out of you right here and now.”  To proof his point, he intentionally rub his hard dick against my private part. Making both of us to groan out in pleasure.

The need to have him all buried deep inside of me suddenly consumed me whole, it is a tempting option but not a good choice. One, it would be embarrassing that he had to fuck the truth out of me and also my chances of aborting this baby will case.

I lean upwards and peppered soft tiny ghostly kisses around his neck. Unconsciously, my right hand landed on his hard length, slowly and teasingly caressing him through his trouser.

I don’t know what is happening to me or why I’m feeling this way but I like it. Hell, I crave it. I so badly wanted it. I needed him.

I’m sure this is the work of the pregnancy hormones, making me this horny as hell. I want to relieve myself of this feeling.

“You want me to fuck you, Yes?” Vince tease, his is strain and hoarse slightly out of breath. he grap my ass, grinding his length against my opening. I jerk forward, completely thrown off guard from the sensation. My breast pressed up against his solid chest increasing the pleasuring feeling to spread like wild fire, all over my body.

“Yes.” The word came out of my mouth before I could get hold of my thoughts. I wanted him, but agreeing to be bang inside a hospital toilet like some cheap whore isn’t what I picture myself doing. But the idea is thrilling, fueling my needs to an extent.

My dress has riden up leaving me exposed with only a black panties to cover my private part from Vince hungry eyes. I grind on him, he groans and I moan throwing my head backwards.

“Thought so too. But you have to tell me the truth or I won’t go easy on you.” Vince smirk bitting my earlobe, my hands were already working on his belt and freeing the angry monster caged in his trouser. I palmed it, running my right hand up and down his shaft.

“Then don’t.” I purr, completely losing myself in pure bliss. Vince hissed, he pinned my hands behind my back with one hand, his other hand pulled my panties to the side then guiding his hard member to my entrance slamming all the way in. My breath hitched and I choked on my breath, my chest rise and fall trying to catch my breath.

“You ask for it.” Vince moan. The pleasure was too much for both of us but Vince seems to recover faster than I did. He didn’t even give me time to adjust to his huge cock, he thrusts were fast, relentlessly and deep. His thrust took my voice, I couldn’t moan nor make any sound. I just kept gasping for more air to fill my lungs.

He threw my legs on his shoulders, and wrapping one palm around my neck firmly but not enough to leave bruises or cutting my air supply. His other hand held tightly on my waist going deeper than before, the grunt and groans that leaves his kissable lips were enough to send my mind into the clouds.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and bringing him down to my chest. seeing that as an invitation, Vince wrap his mouth on my erect nipples that were pecking out through my dress. luckily, I wasn’t wearing a bra so it was an easy access.

Till, it wasn’t satisfactory for him. He pulled my dress off my shoulders and lapped my breast again nippling and sucking on it, while his other hand tweak my other nipple. My legs were paralysed, thank God I’m on the sink.

I can feel the pressure slowly rising from the pit of my stomach, I moan softly, aware of where we are. But suddenly Vince stopped his thrusting, I glare at him silently telling him to continue. But he just stare at me unfazed.

“Will you tell the truth now or I should stop.” Vince said nonchalantly. Acting unfazed but I know that he is affected from not giving in to his desire. I clenched my teeth in annoyance, not knowing what to say. I try moving my hips but he grip my hips stopping my movement.

“Just move I will tell you later on.” I negotiate. But still he did not budge, I sigh.

“Do I look stupid to you?” He growled. “Tell me or we stop.” He lick around my nipples teasingly, he pulled out of me than slammed back with an amazing force that shook my entire body, causing my eyes to roll to the back of my head.

My feet trembles from the effect, and toes curled. A knock sounded from the door snapping both our attention to it.

“Ava, is everything alright in there?” Tricia sound worried while I’m here getting the most thrilling sex of my life.

“Yes.” My voice came out croak, I wince hoping she didn’t get any suspicion.

“Are you sure?” She still wasn’t convinced, if only she knew how okay I am.

“Sure.”

“Alright.” She replied weakly and walk away.

I return my gaze back to Vince to find him staring at me with risen eyebrows and an amused face, I wince embarrassed by the situation but certainly not turn off. I still want to continue from where we left over, but Vince next words made freeze.

“We should just stopped and go out.” He smirked.

“No!” I squeak feeling him pulling out. He stare at me smugly, I brush my palm over my face losing my patience. Feeling sexually frustrated the words escape my mouth before I could stop them.

“Fine! I am pregnant.” I gaped. This is so not the plan, now my chances of terminating this baby are slim. Vince thrust into me snapping every thought from my head and all I could think about were Vince and his thrust.

I held onto his shoulder, digging my nails into his flesh and scratching on his skin. As the pressure that was dead before woke up and burst out into flames. I came hanging on Vince for my dear life, with long, sloppy and deep thrust Vince came. Filling me with his seed once again, I personally thinks he wants to get me pregnant just in case I’m not.

I pulled away from him after catching my breath, I climbed down from the sink with his extra careful support. He watch like a hawk as I wore my dress properly and arrange my panties back to their position.

He got on his knees and embrace my mid-stomach, resting his ear on my stomach. I heard him sigh contented, my fingers massage softly on his head.

“I’m having an abortion.” I stated. I felt him freeze on spot, I inhale sharp mentally preparing myself for what to come next.

He stood up abruptly and gripped me on my shoulder, staring me dead in the eyes. Silently begging me to tell him he heard wrong, but I look away confirming his doubt.

“You wouldn’t dare.” He challenge. When I didn’t say anything he continue. “You don’t have the heart to do it, you’re just angry right now and later you will feel regretful about it.” I move away from him, Walking to the door.

“I won’t let you abort my baby, I’ll destroy anyone that help you with it.” His warnings were the last thing I heard before slamming the door and leaving him there. A single tear fell down my cheek, inviting more to come.

I don’t know why I’m cry but I just had to, maybe it’s because I’ve made up my mind not to abort the baby.

“Ava, are you alright? What happened.” Tricia fired questions at me, resting my head on her shoulder. I heard the toilet door open and close, his heavy footsteps sounded behind. I lift my head from Tricia’s shoulders, staring straight ahead.

“I want to be alone. I’ll meet you at home.” I said to both of them and walk away. I walk away leaving my husband whom I just had sex with in a toilet, and also breaking his heart with my  decision of terminating our baby.

But within me I have changed my mind, I won’t terminate my baby. But I won’t tell him that, the hurt he feels should be his punish for making a decision to get me pregnant without my consent.