The Virgin Duet(34)

“If I was you, Becs, I would be singing another tune. Without him, I have no reason not to do what I want to do to you.” Reaching into his already-open jeans, he pulls his cock out and starts to stroke himself. “I could still use your body though.” I can feel his eyes run over my body as if they’re actually touching me.

“I’ll fight you,” I snap out. “Too much stress and I could lose this baby. All that money down the drain,” I say with as much force as I can, so that maybe he’ll believe me. I’m not sure I would put up much of a fight if I there was a danger any harm would come to my baby. I would endure anything to protect my child.

He continues to just stare at me while he strokes himself. I turn my face so I don’t have to look at him.

“Look at me.” His growl pulls my eyes back to him. Why does he do this? I know for a fact he just f*cked another woman in the other room. I’ve been to his club and I know women throw themselves at him.

He starts pumping himself fast, but I see something move in the doorway and it catches my attention. It’s the woman who’s been bringing me food. I also think she’s the one he was f*cking moments ago, judging from the state of her undress. Her hair is wet, and she has a towel wrapped around her body. When our eyes meet, all I can think is if looks could kill I’d be a goner.

Glancing over his shoulder, Nico nods for her to come closer. She smirks at me as if she has won some battle that I don’t want to be a part of. She drops the towel and struts towards him like she’s on the runway. She’s pretty enough to be. Why someone like her would choose to be with Nico is beyond me.

When she reaches him, she leans in to take a kiss, but he grabs her by her long, wet, chocolate brown hair and pulls her back from him.

“You know better,” he snaps at her. “God knows where your f*cking mouth has been.” Forcefully releasing her hair, he pushes her and she falls to the floor, letting out a squeak.

When she starts to get up he stops her with a shake of his head. “Crawl over here and do the only thing you’re allowed to with your mouth.”

I wonder if she is going to do it. When she starts to crawl towards him, I see a smile on her face. What the f*ck? Getting on her knees, she takes him into her mouth. Looking back at him, I see he’s just staring at me.

“Spread your legs.”

I close my eyes and shake my head no.

“Becs, don’t make me come over there. I promise it will hurt if I have to do it. I can’t f*ck you yet, but I’m going to look at the pink * while I get my cock sucked, and you better hope it curbs the craving for what I want to do to you.”

Shakily I extend my legs back out and spread them, hoping he won’t make me remove my underwear.

“More,” he growls as he starts to pump himself into the woman’s mouth. Sucking noises fill the room and it makes me nauseous.

Spreading my legs a little further apart, I watch his eyes lock on my covered *.

“Pull them to the side,” he commands, licking his lips.

Fearing that he’ll actually make good on his threat to come over here, I tentatively grab the side of my panties, pulling them over so my * lips are showing. I start to close my eyes but I know he’ll just make me open them again.

“Ah f*ck, Becs,” he moans, taking a fistful of the woman’s hair, pushing her further down on him while he pumps into her at the same time. “Fuck, I can’t wait to get into that *. I’m gonna fill your cunt with my cum. You’ll take every drop of me until I can’t cum anymore. My balls will be completely empty.”

His words make my stomach turn, and I try to focus on a spot beyond him. If I have to watch anymore, I might throw up again.

“I never came in a * before, Becs. I’ve always wrapped up, but for you, for you I would give you every load of it, paint the inside of your cunt with it. You want that?” he asks, but I’m not sure if he’s expecting me to really answer. I just keep staring past him. I hear the sounds of the woman, moaning like she’s enjoying it. Thankful he’s using her and not me.

“Becs!” he snaps out and I know I’m going to have to answer him. I try to say something but I can’t push the words out of my mouth.

Meeting his eyes, he looks almost wild, like his control could snap, like he could snap.

“Nico,” I whisper trying to maybe calm him down.

At the sound of his name, he cums. Pushing his cock all the way into the woman’s mouth, his hips give little jerks while he’s fully sheathed in her. His eyes are still locked on my uncovered *. Releasing my hand, the underwear snaps back into place and I bring my legs back up to my chest.

With his hand still locked in the woman’s hair, he pulls her up with it so she’s standing. She doesn’t protest any of his treatment.

“Get dressed and bring her lunch,” he nods at me. “Then get ready for your shift tonight.” He lets her go and she glares at me again. I can tell she wants to say something, but stops herself. I’m sure she’ll let me have it when she comes back with my food. Food I will not be eating. This bitch is clearly crazy. I’m not sure if I should be more afraid of her or Nico.

Putting himself back into his pants, Nico sits on the bed with his back to me.

“I want you to be straight with me, Becs. Don’t make me bring your brother in here to get answers to my questions.”