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As if the magic word has been said, she cries out. “Chris… fuck!” She shivers as she pulses around me.
I want to burst at the feel of her, taking her like this, rough, in the bath, showing her my strength and need.
I drive into her with long, sharp thrusts, feeling my balls tighten.
The muscles in my pelvis jerk in a sharp involuntary manner as I pump my cum into her depths. “Oh fuck, Gianna,” I gasp.
A long, low groan ripples from me, and I slam into her until my body calms. I grunt and bury my face in her neck, peppering kisses along her shoulder. “You—you are fantastic,” I mutter against the juncture of her shoulder.
After a few seconds of both of us catching our breaths, I slide out of her and let myself back into the bath.
“My legs feel like jelly, courtesy of someone…” She joins me in the bath. I lather the soap along her light olive skin and wash the evidence of what we did away. She does the same for me.
After what seems like an eternity, we step out of the bath. I place her robe around her shoulders and wrap my waist with a towel. I suddenly pick her up in my arms, ignoring her protests that she can walk now.
I freeze in my steps when I spot Nala in Gianna’s room holding some presents. She hasn't seen me yet, but she will soon.
How would I explain this?
Gianna must have noticed my dazed state. “What’s wrong?” She asks.
Nala finally looks up, her smile dying as she takes in the state of our undress and compromising position.
“Chris? Gianna?” she says, clearly shocked.
On hearing Nala’s voice, Gianna follows my gaze, and she stiffens in my arms.
“What the fuck!” Nala exclaims, still trying to put two and two together. The confusion and disbelief are clear on her face.
The wrapped present falls to the floor, and she shakes her head. “I can’t believe this.” She storms out.
Gianna steps down from my arms, looking terribly worried. “What am I going to do now?” She panics. I hold her by the arm and lean down to her height. “I will talk to her.”
“But—” she tries to protest, but I end up assuring her.
“I will fix this. Trust me.”
I sit her down on the bed. “Now get dressed while I go talk some sense into my sister.”
I walk out of the room and see Nala pacing the living room. My footsteps alert her to my presence.
I’m taken aback by the rage in her eyes. She has never looked so angry like this. She points to Gianna's room in anger. “What's the meaning of what I just saw in there?”
“You know what you saw,” I simply say. There's no point denying it.
She gives me an incredulous look. “You are not even ashamed of your actions?”
“Why should I be? You are talking as if I committed a grave sin.”
“Yes, you did!” she fires. “I don't have a problem with you fucking around, but when you do it with my best friend, that's when we have a problem.”
“Your best friend is an adult who can make decisions for herself. Stop treating her like a child,” I retort.
“A child? If someone is behaving like a child here, it's you. How can you add her to your list of conquests? My best friend!” She’s practically yelling.
“Who says I have a list? Why do you make me out to be a bad guy all the time?”
“Because you are. You clearly don't care about her, and yet you slept with her. You literally have no respect for her or me.” There’s betrayal in my sister’s eyes.
