She knew where this was going, and yet, she remained perched on his counter (legs splayed and lips pleading) like an offering. Keida's words were harsh in her ear, but she was far too busy thinking about Cain and the wrongness of everything to feel the sting of the other boy's words. Her hands shook as she struggled to leap off the counter and leave Keida behind, but she didn't come to a conclusion fast enough and his hands clamped onto her waist - a vice-like inescapable grip.<br/><br/>While Cain was gentle and kind, Keida was hungry and ruthless. It was almost an exact play by play of their first time, except she was met with scorn instead of gentleness. Keida pulled her forward and slammed his hips to seal their union. Used to Cain's more gentle strokes, her inner clenched violently before finally allowing him to bottom out inside her.  It was a disgusting dance, this sordid union between Keida and her. It was wrong and yet her insides reveled at his presence, clenching around the eager limb as her fingers tightened their grip against his strong wrists.<br/><br/>Haley had been pent up for weeks, so when Keida began his piercing pain her hips met him thrust for thrust and she moaned lewdly, no longer the picture of innocence she'd been at the very start of the summer. How could she take so much delight in the wrongness of their union? It was an intoxicating mixture of need and disgust, a simultaneous longing to both push into him and push him away. Keida was talking about the assortment of other "Haleys" and about her need for him. She wanted very much to debunk his accusation, to scowl and tell him it wasn't true, but how could she lie when he body sang the exact opposite song.<br/><br/>She could say no all she wanted to, but she wanted him to take her until she found the release she'd been craving for so long. Haley yelped as Keida lifted her off the counter, the same way he had at the beginning of summer. When he pulled out of her there was an emptiness between her thighs, she whimpered as her cheek came into contact with the cool marble and as her skirt was hiked above her waste. It left her feeling exposed and vulnerable.<br/><br/>How could she let this happen when Cain had been nothing but good to her?<br/><br/>The pleasure was starting to drown out her guilt, but Haley had enough of a conscience to feel disgusted with herself. Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes and she began to cry silently as Keida mounted her from behind like a dog.