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“Good girl. Now, put your hands on the door,” he ordered even as he grabbed her shorts, and stuffed them into her mouth. Her eyes widened. “Believe me, you’re going to need them,” he whispered even as he pushed her against the door.

Where Leonard was inches away, separated only by her thin wooden door. Yet, instead of pushing her away, she planted her hands against the wall, her legs parted for balance, her naked ass pointing upward.

“Good girl,” he whispered even as he rubbed his shaft against her entrance. She hated being called a good girl, but somehow, it only made her feel wetter. She did nothing, her core wet with desire as he loomed over her. “Are you ready for rough fun?”

She wasn’t naked, but considering her only piece of clothing was a stretched top that hid nothing, she might as well be naked. She was glad for the improvised gag in her mouth, as it meant she didn’t have to answer any question, rhetorical or otherwise.

He was clearly playing with her, and looking at his skills, he had been doing so since the night had started. Still, she wasn’t willing to admit that he was better. He was just … lucky. Yes, lucky. Especially since the tap had been broken in her hands, giving him his chance to escalate.

She was sure it was an accident, as he e didn’t even have time to sabotage it without her noticing.

Realizing that it was luck that allowed him to win their flirting game actually made her feel better, enough that she obediently opened her legs, and he lined himself against her wetness, ignoring Leonard’s presence on the other side of the door.

And, slammed into her.

“Penny, I’m sure how I acted out tonight,” Leonard said while Penny tried to find the best way to send him away. Normally, it wouldn’t have been too difficult, as she had always been good at adapting, but it was considerably harder as Harry slammed into her, thrusting the entirety of his length up into her core, challenging her walls in a way Leonard had never done.

“Tell him to keep apologizing,” Harry whispered.

“Y-you’re crazy,” Penny gasped. It was supposed to be a whisper, but he timed his push perfectly, which ruined her attempt.

“Crazy is a bit of a stretch, don’t you think,” Leonard said in his high-pitched tone.

“Explain me how, then,” Penny responded, doing her best not to squeal like a whore. She didn’t want to agree with Harry and send her boyfriend away, but it was hard to argue against it while his cock was splitting her core, filling her to the brim.

“Penny. I …” Leonard started. For once, Penny was glad for Leonard’s habit of using long, incomprehensible word salads whenever he was lost. It meant that she could stop listening and focus on keeping her moans down.

A challenge, as Harry not only packed a monster that was incomparable to Leonard’s average dick, but he surpassed Leonard’s below-average skills completely. As Harry invaded her core, twisting her world, Penny just bit her lips and took it.

Things didn’t get easier to handle as his hand wrapped around her hair, and pulled her back hard, pushing his cock even deeper, taking her with an aggression that didn’t respect Leonard even a bit.

Not that Penny could blame him at this moment. Her body was disrespecting him just as much, getting far wetter than he even managed to achieve. A gasp of pleasure escaped.

“Penny, are you alright?” Leonard asked, interrupting his delivery.

“Just stubbed my toe.”

“Do you want to get out—“

“No, continue,” Penny responded. At this point, it wasn’t even being caught anymore. She was enjoying being fucked in a way Leonard could never do, and she didn’t want to stop cumming at least once … preferably multiple times.

She planted her feet firmer as he picked up speed, invading her core, listening to Leonard's drabble as Harry invaded her again and again, her inhibitions — whatever that remained — melting away, leaving her eager to obey.

A hint of panic passed through her when the orgasm hit her, afraid that even Leonard would realize the true nature of her cries as she collapsed to her knees. But, as an orgasm so intense that she had never felt before, hit her, she found it difficult to care. The haze was thick enough to steal her focus wholly.

“Penny, are you sure you’re okay?” Leonard asked again, worried.

“W-why? Will you stay with me if I am,” she said. She knew that she should have felt guilt, but she did not. She just felt a smug satisfaction.

“No, I can’t,” Leonard said with a regretful tone. “Penny, I have to go to the lab. We barely managed to find the appropriate schedule.”

“Fine, go then,” Penny assented quickly. “We can talk tomorrow.”

“Thanks, honey,” Leonard responded happily. “You’re not angry still, right?”

“I’ll be better tomorrow, I promise,” Penny said. It wasn’t even a lie, as she was feeling amazing after her orgasm.

“Good,” Harry said as he opened the bathroom door once Leonard left. “With him around, it’s hard to cut loose.”

“Cut loose …” Penny gasped from down, wondering how he managed to open the door without unlocking it. She locked it … or maybe she did not. It was hard to remember in the haze. “Are you saying to me that it was not all of it?”

“No, it was not. I’ll be in the living room, making you a drink. You look like you need one.” Penny wanted to argue against it, but it was impossible.

He left, giving Penny a chance to focus on herself. What she had done was wrong … and once she recovered from the high of the orgasm, she would feel bad.

“Since I would feel bad, why not make it worth it,” she muttered as she went to her wardrobe, and started digging. Since she had already cheated, what was the harm in another round before Harry inevitably left?

She checked her lingerie and her party clothes as her gaze settled on a certain pack in the bottom of her wardrobe. A costume, white corset, and tiny panties. The outfit of Emma Frost, the gift she planned to wear for their anniversary.

Instead, she strutted into her living room ten minutes later, including a pair of sexy white thigh-high boots, showing her gorgeous body in the sexy costume that would have driven her boyfriend crazy, feeling strangely excited by the idea.

 And, finding a naked Harry sitting on her couch, still in full mast, she could see that it worked. “How do I look?” she asked as she sauntered over seductively, using her acting lessons to put a delicious sway on her naked hips, and flashing him an eager smile.

“Hard to say, give me a little show first,” he said, and Penny found herself walking back and forth, each moment making her sexier and sluttier.

“How about now,” she followed as she stood in front of the couch and fell on her knees, her hands on the couch while her face inches away from his naked cock. She had been planning to tease him slowly, but she wasn’t surprised when he grabbed her hair and pulled her down, invading her mouth recklessly, and touching her throat.

Penny offered no resistance as he invaded her throat, doing her best to put her tongue to good use. The pleasure that dominated her as she continued to obey was delicious. For her one night of fun, she wanted to leave nothing behind.

That was why, once he filled her throat, she didn’t even pull out, just licking and kissing until he was back to full power — which took surprisingly little — before she climbed to his lap. “This time, it’s my turn,” she said as she rode him, noting down how amazing he felt inside of her.

It was a memory she would cherish for the rest of her life, even with all the guilt it would dreg up. Her tits popped out of her fragile costume long ago, his lips around her nipple … she continued to ride him until he cummed, this time right inside her.

Her eyes rolled up but once he returned back to life, this time carrying her to her kitchen and pushing her against the work surface, she said nothing to stop him.

“You’re my little whore for the night, aren’t you, Penny?” he whispered.

“W-why, are you going to leave?” she asked, which surprised her. It was going to be a one-time thing, wasn’t it? Why was she asking it, then?

“Unfortunately. I have some important work stuff I can’t get out of … but I might visit again in the future.”

“G-good,” Penny whispered as they continued to fuck … all night long, giving Penny no chance to rest until the morning, though his home-brew energy drinks did wonders to keep her energy up, even with a weird name like pepper-up.

British and their weird naming sense.

Not that she cared much. The chain orgasm she was enjoying went a long way to make her forgive a lot…