their eyes, I'm outta there.
Love? Who needs it? Not me for sure. I've lived without it all my life.
She unzips her bright blue skirt and it slithers to the ground.
I watch mesmerized, my erection hitting its peak as she unbuttons her blouse and slips it off.
Her underwear disappears magically fast.
Despite the fact she's naked and highly fuckable, Regan's so not my type.
She's far too serious—cold and calculating—nothing like Abbey at all, but she's got such a lovely body and her tits hit my double D button. A really big handful. I can't resist them, and she knows it.
“Oh shit...,” I groan as my hands slip around her waist and I pull her toward me. She sits astride me, on my lap, and I take the objects of my rampant desires in my hands. The soft feel and weight of them drives me wild. I rub my thumbs over their hardened tips. I want one in my mouth.
“ Aaron , I've thought about nothing else for weeks. I want you so bad,” she murmurs, breathing heavily into my ear.
“ Jesus, Ree, you're such a little bitch. What about Abbey? She's your fucking sister,” I protest in a futile voice.
“ What about her, Aaron? You know you want me just as bad, so don't spoil this.” She lifts her head and licks her ruby lips.
I'm swamped with lust as she undoes my fly and her hand moves inside my pants, pulling my cock out roughly.
She rolls a condom on me expertly, raises herself above me, and I'm helpless to stop it.
Hell, I don't want to stop it.
In seconds she sinks down on me and I'm inside her warm, tight little body. She nips at my lip with her teeth and her hands tug at my T-shirt, pulling it up and off. Her hands are all over me, her mouth at my neck, sucking at my skin hard.
I turn and push her down on the sofa and kiss her fiercely, driven purely by a basic animal need. I drive inside her furiously hard and she whimpers against my mouth with pleasure, over and over.
There's no affection in this act. Not an ounce.
Fucking is all it is.
I can't deny I'm enjoying it, though. A helluva lot.
It's damn hot in a real bad way.
But I hate myself right now.
I'm a disgrace for letting her do this again.
We're in the power shower together, a half an hour later, washing away the sin and sex and getting more sinful in the process, when there's a loud knock at the door.
“I know you're both in there. Come out right now !” Abbey shouts in an angry voice.
I look at Regan's shocked face with a horrified expression.
She can't be home already? She's only been gone an hour.
Oh shit, I'm so dead. She's obviously come home early to be with me...
I'm feeling like a pile of crap right now. This is looking pretty bad, for the both of us.
But at least I don't have to see Abbey again. Whereas, Regan's her sister. Really awkward for them.
Perhaps Regan should have thought about this possible scenario before screwing me twice in her sister's apartment.
She turns off the shower and gets out, silently, wrapping herself with a towel and throwing one at me. It's a little on the small side, but it covers me up, just about. I have to make do as there aren't any others.
We open the door sheepishly and come out to face the well-deserved wrath of Abbey.
“ Sorry, it kind of...just happened,” I say lamely. I never thought I could feel so bad as I look at her devastated face.
“ Has it just happened before?” Her teary, hurt eyes narrow.
“ No, just this once.” I offer my lie, trying to limit the damage.
She slaps my face.
A stinging hard slap.
Her sister's cheek gets the same treatment.
“You're both disgusting, the pair of you... I hate you and I never want to see either of you again, ever, ever, ” she screeches, red-faced, tearful and furious, her chest heaving with emotion.
She picks up our clothes from the floor of the apartment and rushes to the window and throws them outside into the rainy street below.
Regan begins to cry, huge wracking sobs.
Either she's an Oscar winning actress or she