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mistaking his very hard, very enthusiastic friend down there greeting her with a cheerful “good morning!”
    She could feel liquid heat coiling in her belly, preparing for what was to come. Twice fucked and her pussy already knew what to expect. It sure was not cooperating with her conscience, at all.  
    She ought to tell him to let her go but his scent and warmth immediately enveloped her, overwhelming her defense mechanism. He felt so good, like warm blanket with a long, thick cock.
    Oh god, her thoughts! Shameful!
    He nuzzled her neck. “I want you again.” He cupped the juncture of her thighs, his fingers pressing on her mound.
    She made a protesting sound in an attempt to stop what was happening. One lapse of common sense was enough. No, two. She didn’t know how she was able to take him again after that initial painful intercourse that left her frustrated after he’d finished. But sometime at midnight, he took her again. It was surprisingly easier the second time. She was too lubricated he went in smoothly with just a slight discomfort and soon enough, he was driving her towards her second orgasm, this time with him inside her.
    “Are you sore, sugar? I didn’t hurt you last night, did I?”
    Yes, you hurt me. But it felt so good afterward. Very good.
    “Uhm…”
    His hand was inside her panties now. He groaned. “So fucking wet again. Your pussy knows me already.”
    Yes, traitor pussy! And he’s someone’s husband!
    “W-w-wait!”
    His fingers started sliding up and down her slit, directly rubbing her clit. Her legs buckled, but his arm was around her middle, supporting her weight.
    He suddenly lifted her. Her feet dangled from the floor. A few seconds later, he’d draped her on the arm of the sofa, covering her back with his body.
    “Wait…! What about Bella?”
    “Yeah, what about her?” He was licking her shoulder blades.
    “Are you guys m-married?”  
    He gave out a short laugh. “Hell, no. You look so damn fine. So smooth.” His palms were skimming her back, the cheeks of her ass, the sides of her legs. The roughness of his fingers provided sensuous friction on her heated skin, making her body awaken and remember everything he did to her last night. “You’re not married?”
    “Does it matter if I am?” He cupped her breasts and squeezed them, thumbing her nipples.
    “Y-yes!”
    “Really? It didn’t seem to matter last night.”
    “It matters today.”
    “She’s my sister.”
    Sister?! Oh thank god!
    "How did you know her name?” His voice had adopted a suspicious edge even as he was rubbing his cock against the softness of her backside, teasing the outer lips of her pussy.  
    “I saw…saw her name in a post-it stuck on the ref. She left you a note.” She could barely think coherently as he petted her.  
    He grunted. “You’re so small we gotta find more comfortable ways to fuck,” he said gruffly, clearly focused on his immediate urge now.
    Heat coiled tighter in her lower belly. “I’m not small. I’m five-three.”
    Like who cares? Get out of there now! her conscience screamed.
    “And I’m six-four. You’re a midget compared to me.”
    She was a helpless captive under his big body, but did she really want to escape?  
    You should!
    How can she when she was so wet and pulsing with need to receive him again? This was madness! Her body would not obey her mind.
    And when she felt him pushing at her entrance, her rational thoughts were pushed to the side, her physical need taking center stage. Still she froze, not knowing what to expect. She squirmed but his hands steadied her hips, not slowing down his penetration. She opened up with reluctance. It hurt and yet it felt good.
    He groaned like an animal behind her. “Fuck…so fucking tight…”
    Her pussy clenched around his thickness, her sore inner muscles reacting. “It hurts…!” She winced.
    “I’m sorry but you gotta get used to me, baby and then it will be all good.”
    He continued to push deeper but