My heart slammed against my ribs like a caged animal, Horace's voice slicing through the haze of lust like a cold knife.
'Kim? You up there?' The footsteps creaked on the stairs, getting closer, and panic twisted in my gut. But Brenda's body was still pressed to mine, her p***y hot and slick against my thigh, her breath ragged in my ear. Her eyes locked on mine, wild and unyielding, a challenge gleaming in them.
'Tell him to f**k off,' she whispered, her voice a sultry growl that sent fresh sparks through me. Her hips rolled once more, grinding her c**t against mine, the friction so delicious it made my toes curl. I bit my lip to stifle a moan, my body screaming yes even as my brain yelled no.
'Yeah, babe?' I called out, my voice cracking like a teenager's. I pushed Brenda off me gently
