"I would never hurt you," he said as he brushed his fingers through my hair. "I was willing to wait, but you wore this just for me... You're begging me to take you in the middle of our kitchen... Otti, I only have so much control."
W-what? What the hell is he talking about?
Then Andrew suddenly sat up on his knees and ripped my robe apart. I tried to cover myself, but he pushed my hands away before yanking the robe off my body. I almost wish I was still 100 pounds heavier. He wouldn't be able to throw me around like this.
"How can I say no when you're begging me like this?" Andrew said with a laugh.
What the f***k?
"I'm literally sobbing right now!" I shouted at him.
"Happy tears, babe," he replied before licking a tear from my cheek.
I shuddered in disgust.
"Don't worry, I'll be
