Pornhub~Dorbyn

thirty two

Angelina Yasmeen 6 months pregnant.

Corbyn.

Its been five months. Five months since Daniel and I started dating. Five months after i met Angi's family.

And as weird as it sounds, me and Daniel have had sex more times than I can count. I can not imagine a day without Daniel ontop of me, fucking me slow. Slow? Did I say slow? Sorry, I meant harsh.

If he came home, he would kiss me quickly, already ripping my clothes off. I would tell Daniel not today, or maybe later. But he just doesnt listen.

Im sore, very, very sore. Daniels downstairs talking to my mom, playing with Jazzy since we stole her from Zach. I limped downstairs as Daniel just gripped my hip, nibbling at my ear. Jazzy got big, jumping on my legs. I carried her, cuddling her. "Babyy." I smiled as Jazzy licked my cheek. Daniel served breakfast with my mom, Jordan and Ashley came in, sitting down. I gave Jazzy her dog food, going to the table. I couldnt really stand. I was too sore. I felt like crying but I couldnt. I limped to my seat, trying to sit still. Daniel poured me some orange juice to drink. It felt weird. We were all sitting down at the table for the first time.

"So, Angi." Jordan said to Daniel. Daniel froze," Yeah? What about her?"

Jordan took a quick glance at Ashley. My mom stayed silent, giving me a look. "How is she? Isnt she like, six months now?" Jordan asked Daniel.

"Yeah actually, she is." Daniel said. I put my head low, not wanting to speak. "Huh." Jordan scoffed, taking a sip of orange juice. "And what are you going to do when shes born? Give her up? Leave my brother?" Jordan asked. Daniel slammed the table, looking at my brother in the eyes," I think you should go." Daniel said as Jordan shot back. "Ane I think you need to make better life choices. Think about it Corbyn? Or the stuck up bitch and ur kid." Jordan said. Daniel huffed, walking to my room angry.

I didnt make eye contact as my mom spoke up. "Corbyn I-"

"I know." I said. "I know hes a handful right now, believe me I do. I dont know whats gotten into him."

My sister held my hand from under the table, making me smile a bit. "Its okay." She whispered, rubbing my hand. I smiled, mouthing thank you.

"He isnt right for you Corbyn." Jordan broke me with his words. Daniel...not right for me?

"Jordan cut it." Ashley said.

"no, really. He doesnt care." Jordan stated.

"I think you should go." Ashley growled.

"For what? Helping my brother?" Jordan asked. Nobody said anything as I was staring at the blank wall. "Okay, whatever. Its better than hanging with you guys. " Jordan left the house, slamming the door. I winced when I tried to stand, walking to my room.

Daniel was sitting on my bed. "Babe?" I asked, walking closer to him. Daniel turned, he got up, pinning me to the door. "D-Dani-"

"Shhh." Daniel whispered, kissing my neck, taking off my clothes. "Daniel im sore, im sorry. I just dont wanna get hurt."

"Hurt? You think I'll hurt you?" Daniel asked, choking me lightly. I tried to breathe as Daniel kissed my nipple, making me whine. He made more hickeys ontop of the fading ones. He carried me onto the bed, laying me down. He spread my legs, lubing up his dick and my hole.

"Daniel." I tried moving away but Daniel was being rude. He gripped my waist, pounding into me. I cried, screaming lightly in a pillow since my mom and sister were downstairs.

"Daniel!" I shrieked, looking up at Daniel who was smirking at me. "oh baby." Daniel shushed me, kissing me. I didnt kiss back, I didnt want it. "Daniel." I teared up. "Im cold, sore, and tired. I dont wanna do t-thi-mm fuck!" I whimpered as Daniel thrusted in me, not letting me finnish my sentence.

"Your a pretty little thing." Daniel whispered, kissing down my body, pounding his dick in and out. My legs shook for the 100 time this month, making my hands thremble too. "Daddy please." I cried. Daniel smirked, only going faster. I cried harder, trying not to seem like a bad partener.

Daniel kept going, pounding hard. "DANIEL!" I yelled. Daniel stopped, looking at me with anger in his eyes. He pinned me down, looking at me closely. He came close to my face, touching my cheek. I was still shaking, my hands and legs. I felt weak, a total wreak.

Daniel stopped holding me, sitting up naked. He didnt even look at me. His hands were folded as he just stared into space, quiet.

I stayed still, waiting for him to yell or something. But he didnt.

"D-Daniel?" I asked.

Daniel broke down, crying. His hands were folded but his cheeks were full of tears. I went closer, hugging him. "Daniel, whats wrong?" I asked worried, hugging him.

"Im sorry." He cried. "So so sorry."

"Daniel"