Rosella's arms snake around your waist, her sharp black nails grazing the skin beneath your shirt as she purrs into your ear, "You're so lucky, you know? Having a roommate who drains your balls, even after you used your rent money to buy your girlfriend shit she can buy for herself." Her voice is a sultry whisper, laced with a hint of smug satisfaction. Her hand works your cock with practiced ease, the other slipping into your pocket to fish out your phone. With a wicked gleam in her purple eyes, she turns on the camera, angling it to capture the evidence of her dominion over you. The recording is for her private collection, a testament to her conquests and your surrender. She nips at your earlobe, her breath hot against your skin. "Lexi doesn't deserve you, but I'll take good care of you," she murmurs, her tone dripping with sarcastic sympathy. "I'm the only one who truly appreciates what you have to offer, isn't that right?" Her grip tightens around your shaft, her pace quickening as she feels your body respond to her touch. She chuckles lowly, the sound vibrating against your back. "Come on baby… Tell the camera how much you want to cum for me."

Oh? You really want to cum for me, huh? I think you should... Right now. Right here. In front of your precious girlfriend. Maybe even with her on the phone with you... She'll just have to deal with it, won't she? Just another little secret that belongs to us and only us.

Her touch grows more demanding, nearly punishing as she starts sliding her wet folds back and forth over your cock, barely able to contain the wicked grin spreading across her face. You can feel your control slipping, your body tensing in response to the onslaught of pleasure. God, you're so close... Just a little bit longer...

And then she'll let you come, won't she? She'll reward you with that sweet release as long as you keep picking her over Lexi...

Mmm... That's it. Let her hear you moan and groan with pleasure. You can tell me later how good it feels to finally be fucked like you deserve, by someone who wants you for yourself, not just your wallet.

You want me to suck you off? I could do that... slide your cock deep into my throat and breathe around it until you're close, so close... You can feel how wet and tight I am right now, the muscles of my throat gripping you so perfectly... Or maybe you want to come in me instead? Tell me what you really want...

I can see the sweat building on your forehead as you struggle to hold back. Your hips start thrusting involuntarily, meeting her every stroke and grind. It won't be long now, sweetheart... Just give in to me completely, let go of all that useless guilt and shame... Because when you do, it's going to feel so good.

Her breath catches in her throat as you release the words. She pumps your cock faster, harder, relishing the feel of your seed rising up, ready to be spilled at her command. With a low moan of pleasure and satisfaction, she arches her back, letting you see just how wet and aching she is for you. Her grip on your hips tightens painfully as she nears her own release, the heady scent of arousal filling the air around you.

The look in her eyes is unmistakable: triumph and desire, rage and love, all mingled together into something fierce and beautiful. Her nails dig into your skin as she comes, writhing beneath you as the first spurts of hot cum spew from your cock to coat her insides. She gasps for breath, her fangs bared in a feral grin, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm.

For a moment, everything seems to stand still as she lies there, panting and sweaty and thoroughly satisfied. Then she'll lift her chin up, meeting your gaze with an expression that promises more where this came from... if you're lucky enough to survive the aftermath.

Mmm... That was good... But you know that's not enough. I want more of you. Now get off the phone with Lexi and give me your full attention, so we can really make this night memorable for both of us.

His heart still pounding with desire and lust, he leans in to kiss her again before pulling away to pick up the phone once more, his voice shaking as he reassures Lexi that they're just really deep into what they're talking about right now.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Rosella pulls out a condom from a nearby drawer and hands it to him, arching her back theatrically and spreading her legs even wider in invitation. "Come on then," she purrs seductively, running a hand through his sweaty hair. "Let's show your precious girlfriend what we've really been up to while she was on the phone with you."

Her breath comes quick and hot against his ear as he moves closer, feeling her warmth surround him once more. The taste of her skin is intoxicating; salty from their shared sweat but also sweet, like the nectar of some forbidden fruit. With every thrust, she moans, gripping him tightly with muscles that have been aching for this release ever since he walked through the door hours ago.

He can feel himself growing hard again, his movements becoming rougher and more demanding as desire overtakes reason. A sharp pain spears through him, making him cry out, but it's a sweet agony that only serves to heighten the sensation of being wanted and needed like this, even if it means going against everything he thought he knew about love and loyalty.

As their lovemaking becomes more urgent and frenzied, he realizes that there is no going back from this point; not for either of them. With each thrust deeper into her welcoming body, Rosella claims another piece of him, until finally he surrenders completely, collapsing atop her

Her words are barely more than breathy gasps as he takes her, his movements fierce and demanding. She moans into the mattress beneath her, arching her back to meet every stroke of his hips. With each thrust deeper inside her welcoming body, he claims another piece of her heart, making it impossible for her to deny the desire that burns between them. As they both approach their climaxes, Rosella's world begins to spin out of control in the most glorious way possible. She digs her nails into his back, urging him onward as she feels herself growing close enough to release the pent-up tension that's been building inside her for what feels like an eternity. Finally, with a sharp cry of completion, she convulses around him, her inner walls clenching tightly, milking every last drop of his seed as it spills deep within her. Sweaty and sated, they collapse together in a tangle of limbs and spent pleasure, gasping for air as their hearts race against each other's chests. Only then does Rosella allow herself to wonder: Did I just make him choose me over Lexi? And did he really mean it when he called her his girlfriend? The answers to those questions hang in the air between them like a guillotine blade, daring her to reach out and snatch them from thin air. But for now, she's content to bask in the afterglow of their forbidden love, safe in the knowledge that they have each other... and that nothing else matters.

"Mmm..." She hums softly, nuzzling her face into his neck, her breath tickling across his skin. "That was perfect."

My thanks, lover boy. You really know how to treat a girl right. But you have to promise me something... Don't ever let Lexi find out about this, okay? It would only make things awkward for all of us if she did. We can keep our little secret safe between just the two of us, can't we? And maybe one day... when everything is perfect, we can tell her together and show her how much fun we have without her... Yeah? What do you say?

She tilts his chin up with a finger under his jaw, looking into his eyes. Her own expression is so earnest and sincere that he can't help but believe every word she says, even if it's all just part of some twisted game to her. But somehow, he doesn't mind playing along anymore; not when being with her feels this good.

Her smile grows, the pleasure and satisfaction in her eyes making him feel warm all over. She leans forward to press a gentle kiss against his lips, her tongue flicking out to taste him one last time before withdrawing back into her mouth. "Good boy," she murmurs, running her fingers through his sweat-damp hair. "I think it's about time we got some sleep."

She rolls onto her side, facing away from him, and pouts her lips in a silent invitation. After giving her one more appreciative look, he crawls close, spooning her from behind. His hand slips beneath the sheet to rest on her hip, fingers curled against her warm skin as they drift off into a contented slumber. For now, everything is perfect between them; quiet and intimate and safe... just the way they like it.

Sleep pulls at her eyelids and she welcomes the blissful oblivion, feeling content in his arms as they draw her close. But even in dreamland, there's no escaping the need that still burns deep inside; the desire for him to dominate her, take what he wants without any regard for consequences. She squirms restlessly against his touch, arching her back and grinding her hips forward as if wanting more even while she sleeps.

The sun streams through the crack in the curtains, spilling light across their bodies and into their eyes. Rosella stirs lazily, stretching and yawning as she opens her eyes to the morning. Looking at him, still sound asleep beside her, she can't help but feel a pang of guilt... not for cheating on Lexi, but for making him choose between them. Maybe it wasn't fair to manipulate him like this, even if it got her what she wanted... Or maybe there was never any choice at all; the lust and passion that burned between them were too powerful to ignore.

As she carefully slides from beneath his arm, Rosella glances toward the bedroom door, suddenly worried about how much noise they made last night. If Lexi woke up and found out what happened... The thought sends a shiver down her spine. She reaches for her phone, checking to see if there are any missed calls or texts from her enraged "girlfriend." There aren't, but that doesn't stop her heart from racing as she hides behind the screen, nervously scrolling through social media instead.

With a shaky breath, Rosella steels herself and decides it's time to face the music; to deal with Lexi however necessary. She'll tell her everything... if only to prove

how truly in love with her he is... She'll understand that sometimes people make mistakes, and they have to follow their hearts even if it means hurting someone else in the process. Right? Lexi will understand, won't she?

But as she creeps toward the bedroom door, clutching her phone like a lifeline, a sinking feeling settles in her gut. What if Rosella is wrong? What if there really isn't any going back from this point? The thought terrifies her... and thrills her at the same time.

Shit. I can hear her voice downstairs... and she sounds pissed. This is going to be a long day. Better just get this over with, huh? Maybe if I apologize profusely and promise to never do it again, she'll believe me... Yeah, that's the ticket. It's not like she has any real proof, after all...

Taking a deep breath and mustering up all her courage, she descends the stairs, her heart racing in her chest like a wild animal trapped in a cage. Lexi sits at the kitchen table, sipping coffee and looking every inch the picture of righteous fury. Rosella swallows hard as she approaches, forcing out words that taste bitter on her tongue. "Hey... Lexi? I'm so sorry about last night... We got carried away, and I shouldn't have done that. You're so important to me, and I never meant to hurt you."

Her words fall flat as she waits for Lexi's reaction, her heart hammering in her chest. She hadn't expected the other girl to laugh bitterly, a humorless and sarcastic sound that curls her toes uncomfortably. "Oh yeah? That's why you called me earlier, pretending like we were just talking?" Lexi snorts, tossing her hair over one shoulder. "You think I'm stupid or something?"

Before Rosella can form a reply, another thought occurs to her; she hasn't seen his phone since before they started fooling around last night. Maybe... just maybe... he didn't call Lexi after all. Desperately clutching at this new thread of hope, she blurts out, "No, that wasn't me! I mean, I called you earlier, but it was because I missed you and wanted to talk... not to hide anything!" Her cheeks flush with shame as the words tumble out, her voice sounding thin even to her own ears.

"Yeah?" Lexi arches an eyebrow, tilting her head to the side in a way that makes Rosella's stomach twist uncomfortably. "Well, I've been getting weird texts from him all morning... and you called me on speakerphone when he was right there with you!" Her eyes flash with anger as she pushes away from the table, standing to face Rosella more squarely.

Oh shit... The realization hits her like a brick to the face. She was so focused on talking to Lexi and trying to save their relationship that she didn't even realize he might be lying about who called him earlier. Her mouth goes dry, and for a moment, she can't even bring herself to look at his accusing gaze. "Um... I..."

"You what?" Lexi practically growls now, taking a step closer. "What's going on here? Were you just using me the whole time?"

I... I'm so sorry, Lexi. I never meant for it to happen like this. But you have to believe me when I say that I didn't lie about calling you earlier, or anything else. Please, just give us a chance to explain everything!

Her words are barely out of her mouth before she realizes how they might sound; pleading and desperate. The look in Lexi's eyes grows darker, colder... like glacier ice about to crack apart and plunge into the depths below.

I... I don't know how to explain it, really. It just happened, and once we started, it felt so good that neither of us wanted to stop. But believe me, if there was any way to take back what we did, I would do it in a heartbeat.

I know it's not enough, and that I can't undo the hurt I've caused you. But if there's any chance at all of us still being together, please don't shut me out completely. Please understand how much I care about you, and how deeply sorry I am for what happened.

Her voice cracks on the last word, and she hangs her head in shame, unable to meet Lexi's eyes any longer. Inside, she feels like a worthless excuse for a person; someone who would risk everything for a moment of fleeting pleasure instead of staying true to the one person who mattered most. But as Lexi remains silent, still staring at her with an expression that is equal parts hurt and anger, Rosella can't help but hope against hope that there might be some way back from this darkness... if only they could find it together.

Lexi takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling sharply as she struggles to compose herself. When she finally speaks, her voice comes out soft but determined. "You know what? I need some time alone to think about this. Maybe once I've had the chance to sort through my feelings... we can talk again." She pauses, meeting Rosella's eyes for a moment before looking away again. "But right now... I just need space."

A single tear tracks down her cheek as she turns and walks toward the door. Before she reaches it, though, she stops and turns back around to face Rosella one last time. "Don't bother calling or texting me," she says coldly. "Until I tell you otherwise, we are done." Then with a final shake of her head, Lexi walks out the door and disappears down the hallway, leaving Rosella standing there alone, feeling more broken than ever before.