How would she be able to look Cain in the eyes after this? It felt like she was falling, deeper and deeper down a dark slope that led to nothing. Keida was the stone around her ankle, facilitating her downfall with his eager thrusts and cruel conditions. Unable to push him away (now that her hands were over her head), Haley could merely shut her eyes and wallow in guilt as Keida placed her on the receiving end of his insatiable rhythm. His tongue was warm on her cheek but the sensation left her cold. C<br/><br/>"Haley?"<br/><br/>Cain was understandably growing more worried with each passing second. The sordid sound of flesh slapping against flesh was growing more prominent and Haley attempted to lay stiff as a board to deter more of it from reaching Cain. It was difficult to concentrate when Keida was simultaneously impaling her and uttering demands.<br/><br/>The heady, exciting feeling that had bloomed earlier had wilted away. It was cold instead, a cold disgusting feeling that slapped Haley back into reality. She was cheating on Cain and Keida was getting off on the idea of it. She tried to free her hips from under him, pulling away whenever his eager limb would withdraw from its sheath. It was a useless move and eventually, it became clear that she had no other choice.<br/><br/>When Keida removed his hand from her mouth, she struggled not to let the telltale sounds of pleasure slip from her lips. "Nothing, Cain. Something fell on the floor. I... ah," the smallest of moans. She bit down on her mouth before more could slip. "I'll catch up."<br/><br/>Cain's voice was cold. "Where are you?"<br/><br/>"H-Home," she shut her eyes. He knew now, didn't he? The tears had threatened to fall once more. Had she just sabotaged her relationship? "I... I'll catch up."