Emily's eyes closed as the older man continued to work on the intimate part of her body, just below her hips. They had already been going at it for three hours, and the brunette's body had finally learned to cooperate, not shivering or pulling away when her captor had touched her in a way only a lover would.

She bit her lip, her shaking fingers finding their way to his now sweaty and damp hair, her mind quickly traveling to a familiar face that would help her try and enjoy what Nathaniel was doing to her. Imagining it was another man was the only way to enjoy at least a small percent of it, which she knew Nathaniel wanted.

Her brown eyes immediately popped open when she felt the older man lay a heated kiss right atop her pelvic bone, his teeth nipping at the skin of her stomach... just like her ex fiancée used to do. Disgust rose from within her and her body froze underneath his touch.

Nathaniel looked up from his task, grinning as his fingertips ground themselves into the flesh of the younger woman's thighs. "You like that, Mable?" He ignored the look of shock and repulse on the brunette's face, his eyes going back down to the tender pink lips hidden between the younger woman's legs. "I've watched you, sweetheart. You and that old boy of yours."

Emily's eyes widened, her head ready to explode as her captor uttered his next words, his lips vibrating against her private. "I know what you like."

She did her best to wiggle her way out of the older man's grasp, her legs flailing underneath the heavy body of the older man and her hands pushing at the comforter and mattress as she tried to move her way up the bed.

But nothing worked.

Her breath choked itself in the hollow of her throat. She had not a second to think as the older man forcefully lay his body atop hers, his hand coming up to clamp itself around her slender neck. "Nathaniel!"

Nathaniel's eyes bore down into the brunette's, his hand tightening around her neck as he watched her struggle beneath him. "What was his name? Aaron?"

Emily's eyes watered as she felt her breath running out, her body writhing beneath the older man's as his head ducked down and began licking his way down her abdomen. "Sir please!"

"Oh but Mable, I thought you were enjoying this."

The brunette let out a gasp as he thrust his member roughly into her, her eyes tearing up as his eyes came back into view. With his hand tight around her neck, she was forced to look into his fierce eyes as he moved within her, her body slacking slightly as the air continued to escape her system.

Nathaniel grinned before angling himself above the brunette woman's body, his hand around her slender neck loosening slightly as his thrusts became faster and more erratic. "You enjoying it now, hon?"

Emily's hands went up to grab the one around her throat, crying out as she felt her body giving into the older man, the heat in her belly spreading ever so slowly as her captor continued to ram into her. She took in the tiniest amount of air she could, her eyes widening once she felt him harden and spasm within her. "Sir!"

The older man grinned into the brunette's sweaty neck, Emily's intimate walls clenching around him as she came unwillingly, sending his body straight over the edge. He let out a groan, his body going limp as he spilled into the younger woman's body.

Emily sobbed as Nathaniel rolled off of her, his lips pecking at her neck as she shivered from the now cold air.

"You never answered me, darling." Nathaniel ran his fingers over Emily's pale cheek, watching as she stared up to the ceiling with worried eyes, her lips quivering. "Did you enjoy it?"

The brunette ignored the older man's question, her mind and heart racing as her fingers laid themselves upon her abdomen. "What's the date?"

His eyebrows quirked up. "Excuse me?"

Her eyes became dull, her voice sounding as monotone as robot as her tears continued to fall. "The date, Nathaniel."

"The third."

Emily sucked her bottom lip between her teeth. That's what she was afraid of.

She was ovulating.