HEATED BETRAYAL 2.
ANNA'S POV.
"Damn! You're such a slut Anna! Thank God you're not Lisa's blood sister. How the hell could I have kept my hands off you when you're constantly begging for my c**k?"
"But daddy…" I tried to argue. A sudden sharp knock on the door made us both freeze for a split second, cutting me off mid sentence.
"Hey Annie? Your college friends are outside waiting for you," Lisa called cheerfully from the hallway.
Marcus's hand immediately clamped roughly over my mouth just as a moan tried to escape.
His hips never stopped, he just jept going, driving into me with short, brutal strokes.
"Say you're busy," he hissed against my ear, even as overwhelming shame and sorrow at his betrayal washed over him.
He obviously knows Lisa deserved better, but somehow, he just ca
