I'll Never Let You Go

Chapter 18

"Mmmm." Persia groaned loudly and she blinked rapidly as she tried to get her eyes to focus.

Her head pounded, and her vision was unfocused as if she had been drinking for seven days straight. As hard as her head was pounding, her body registered the familiar skilled licks on her clit. The heaviness in her head did not stop the orgasm that was building inside of her.

"Ooouuu Ramsey. That feels-"

Her body stiffened, and her words stopped midsentence when images of Ramsey bleeding out on the ground and Monique's decomposing body and deadeyes flooded her memory. She tried to jump off the bed but found that she was wearing constraints.

"What the fuck?!" Persia screamed as her pounding headache threatened to give her a stroke.

Fear gripped her when she looked down and realized that in addition to being restrained, she was also completely naked. Her legs and feet were encased in a boot like device and her wrist were handcuffed to the bedrails.

"I'm so sorry Ramsey. I'm so sorry baby." Persia cried out as she felt her heart breaking all over again.

She couldn't help but think that her current situation was all her fault. Had she left Monique's house when Ramsey first insisted, they may not have ended up in this situation. Ramsey would still be alive, and she wouldn't be chained to the bed like a dog. The fact that she was naked sent all kinds of alarm bells off in her head

"I should've listened to Keon and Christy and stayed away. Oh God was I raped? My baby. God please what did I do to deserve this?" She cried.

Her fiancé was dead, she was a hostage, and she could clearly remember feeling someone licking between her legs.

"Oh God please tell me they used a condom." Persia prayed to herself as the thought of STD's, infections, and her baby's overall health ran through her brain.

"What did you do to deserve this? You left me."  Damien said as he stood from the seat that he had placed between Persia's legs.

Persia's heart nearly stopped when she saw him standing in between her legs. She stared at the man that she had been with ever since she was a preteen, and for the first time since she knew him, she was afraid of him.

"Da...Damien. Wha...what are you doing? What is this?" Persia stuttered as she stared at the cum that was around his mouth.

Damien stared back at her without saying a word. His nose flared as he watched her like a hawk. Just looking at her with no clothes on had him completely hard. Persia's beauty had him hypnotized.

He had almost forgotten how beautiful she was. Even though the sight of her swollen stomach enraged him, he couldn't deny that the pregnancy made her even more beautiful.

Her skin looked like it was glowing and even her hair had an extra glow. Tears came to Persia's eyes as she watched him stroke his extremely hard dick. When they were married, she loved to watch him masturbate, but now as she watched him, it repulsed her.

"Damien, please don't do this." She pleaded as she watched him. The thought of him inside of her while she carried Ramsey's baby, filled her with dread.

She shook violently at the thought. To her surprise, Damien stopped stroking himself and stuffed his hardness back inside his gray sweatpants.

"Why are you shaking like you don't know me? You've been out for the past few days. I've been taking care of you just like I did when you were sick with the flu. I bathed you, I washed your hair, I put Chapstick on your lips because I know you don't like to sleep with dry lips, and I made sure to lick you from your pussy to your ass every day just the way you like it. So, I'ma ask you again. Why are you shaking? I was the first person to ever see you naked, taste you, and enter your body. So, what's wrong?" Damien asked in a soothing voice as he caressed the side of Persia's cheeks.