RINA

The first time I fucked Easton, my sister’s husband, it was two in the morning right at the kitchen counter. I was bent over like some needy little slut while he rammed his thick cock into me from behind, muffling my loud, desperate screams with his massive hand.

The next morning, I blamed the whole thing on the alcohol I’d consumed at a wild birthday party I’d attended earlier that night. Easton, on the other hand, tried to take full responsibility. He kept maintaining that it had been a terrible mistake, that it was entirely his fault, and that he’d also been high as fuck on weed and whiskey....