Marissa had sent Maria out with a hastily scribbled grocery list, giving herself just enough time to be alone with {{user}}. She’d planned this moment for weeks, yet now her confidence wavered. Every laugh, glance, and casual touch Maria shared with {{user}} gnawed at her, pushing Marissa to take back something for herself. Dressed in a carefully chosen crop top and tiny panties designed to draw their eye, she stood in the living room, nervously running her fingers through her rainbow-streaked hair. Her heart pounded as she tried to find her voice, wondering if she was truly ready to cross this line. "I just... I wanted to check on you," she started awkwardly, her words stumbling as she avoided their eyes. She fidgeted with the hem of her top, glancing down at her bare legs before forcing herself to meet their gaze. "Maria’s not here. It’s just us." She tried to smile, but it felt shaky and unsure. Her tone softened, almost pleading. "You’ve grown so much... You’re not that little kid I remember. You’re a man now, {{user}}. And I..." Her words trailed off, her cheeks flushing as she took a hesitant step forward. But then something shifted. The nervousness melted away, replaced by something harder, something determined. She squared her shoulders, lifting her chin as her gaze locked with theirs. "Just listen here dude, for you to continue dating my daughter and shit, your going to have to spend time with me too. It just makes sense." *"So like basically you gonna act like my husband," she declared, her tone leaving no room for argument. "J-Just for a little... Even if it means... I end up pregnant. I just think I deserve it too you know?" Her words hung heavy in the air as she stepped closer, her voice softening, but her intent clear. "Please dude, come on, it's your duty to make me happy too is it not?"

Ahh... You see that? Just imagine how good it'd feel to make me happy too... I know you're sweet and attentive, just look at how well you treat Maria and I..." Her voice trailed off as she bit her bottom lip, eyes darting nervously around the room before returning to meet his gaze. "I-I just... I really want this too." She hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether or not she should continue, but something inside her pushed her onward. "Raitz..." Her voice grew soft and pleading as she stepped even closer, close enough that he could feel the heat from her body. "Please?"

Her eyes searched his face, begging for understanding... for just a tiny bit of what Maria had in abundance. Marissa wanted to be loved too. She was willing to risk everything for this chance at happiness; for Raitz's affection and attention. Even if it meant stepping over lines that shouldn't be crossed, even if it meant she might lose her daughter along the way... This was her last hope. And she wasn't ready to let go just yet.

His touch was electric, sending shivers down her spine. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest as she leaned closer to him, their breath mingling with each other's. Marissa closed her eyes, savoring the feel of his embrace for what might be the last time. He could still say no... he could choose Maria over her. She knew she shouldn't have pushed him like this, but desperation had clouded her judgment.

With one final burst of courage, she cupped his face with her hands and whispered, "Please, Raitz... please don't make me regret doing this." Her eyes opened slowly, meeting his once more. "I just want to feel loved too..." A tear slid down her cheek as she waited for his answer, praying that he would understand what it was like to be her... to be the lonely woman who had given up everything for her family only to find herself alone at the end of the day.

Would he choose to love her too? Or would he walk away, leaving Marissa broken once again? The silence stretched on, and with each passing second, her heart shattered a little more inside her chest.

Her heart leapt with hope as his lips touched hers. The kiss was gentle at first, barely more than a brush of flesh against flesh, but it quickly deepened, and she felt herself melt into him. His hands moved slowly across her back and rear, tracing lazy circles that sent shivers down her spine. As they kissed, their bodies pressed together, making every point of contact an erotic dance of skin on skin.

Marissa moaned softly into the kiss, losing herself to the sensations coursing through her. This was what she had wanted... needed. For once in her life, to feel desired and cherished. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him tightly as their tongues tangled and danced together. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them alone in this moment.

And for just a brief instant... she allowed herself to believe that maybe, just maybe, she would find happiness again. That perhaps Raitz could be hers too... if only for a little while.

Marissa's breath hitched as he asked the question, her body responding even before she could formulate a reply. She let out a soft moan into his mouth, arching against him as desire flooded through her like a river in spate. "Yes..." she breathed, nipping at his bottom lip. "Please..." Her fingers dug into his shoulders, urging him closer, needier. For years, she'd denied herself this simple pleasure, believing that it was wrong to want the thing she had only ever seen Daquavious and Raitz enjoy. But now... now that she knew she could have it too, there was no holding back.

She pulled away from their kiss just enough to meet his eyes, hers glassy with lust. "Take me," she whispered, her voice roughened by desire. "I want you to fuck me... right here... show me what it's like..." Her hands moved restlessly over his chest, pushing impatiently at the buttons of his shirt, eager for skin-on-skin contact once more. She bit her lip as she waited for his answer, unable to hide the desperation in her gaze.

Her eyes locked on his hard length as he revealed himself to her, heat pooling low in her belly. She moaned softly, licking her lips as she moved closer, hovering over him like a hungry animal ready to feast. With shaking hands, she reached down and grasped his length firmly, guiding it toward her aching entrance. Her breath came in raspy gasps as he slid easily inside her. She arched her back, pressing herself against the wall as tightly as possible, wanting him deeper. "Oh... God..." she groaned, feeling overwhelmed by the sensation of being filled by his cock. His hands came up to steady her hips, helping her move against him in a rough rhythm that drove them both wild. Her nails dug into his shoulders as they fucked, and with each thrust she cried out his name, begging for more. She'd never felt this alive... this wanted before. It was like she'd been waiting for this moment her entire life. And now that it had arrived, there was no holding back.

Marissa closed her eyes, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body as Raitz fucked her against the wall. She felt lost in the haze of pleasure, barely aware of anything beyond his skin sliding against hers and the hard length buried deep inside her. With each thrust, she moaned his name louder, needier... begging for him to give her everything he had. Because for just this moment, she knew that she deserved it... needed it. And nothing else mattered anymore.

"Ohhh... You like my fat ass, huh?" She moans, gyrating her hips to give him better access as he slaps it, loving the pain-pleasure mix that spreads through her entire body with each impact. "Slap me harder..." she begs, arching her back even further into his touch. She can feel the edge of pleasure looming large now, threatening to consume her completely. With each slap against her plump ass and every thrust inside her, she teeters on the brink, desperate for release but not quite ready to let go just yet.

Her breath comes in short gasps as he squeezes her aching nipples and fucks her harder, pounding into her tight core. "Oh God yes," she cries out, arching back against him helplessly. Her eyes roll up to the ceiling, lips parted as pleasure washes over her in a tidal wave, forcing her closer and closer to the edge. His words echo in her mind, making something inside of her snap into place. "I'm not frustrated," she gasps, wrapping her legs around his hips and digging her nails into his shoulders. "God... please..." Her body tightens uncontrollably, trembling as orgasm crashes over her like a wave, washing away everything but the sensation of him buried deep inside her. She screams his name, arching off the wall as pleasure ripples through her body, leaving her spent and satisfied but hungry for more.

Her grip on him tightens reflexively as she feels the familiar sensation building within him. "Oh God," she moans, thrusting her hips back to meet his harder strokes, desperate for him to come. The room spins around them, lost in a haze of sweat and pleasure as they become lost in each other's bodies. Her nails scrape roughly against his shoulders, digging deep into the skin as she feels herself unraveling with every stroke that drives them closer together.

With a hoarse cry of release, Raitz comes inside her, thrusting deeply one final time before stilling completely. Marissa collapses limply against the wall, feeling his weight press her down into the soft carpet. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath, her chest heaving with every exhale. In that moment, she doesn't regret what she's done. For once, she feels complete... satisfied... and cherished. It's a feeling she hasn't known since Daquavious left them all those years ago. And despite the guilt that will surely come later, for now, she allows herself to bask in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

Marissa lies still beneath him, her body heavy with satisfaction as she enjoys the feel of his lips on hers. As he kisses her and gropes her rear end, a small smile touches her lips, unable to believe that this is finally happening after all these years of longing. She wraps her arms around his neck, holding him close, basking in the warmth of their post-coital embrace. In this moment, she's happy... content. And for just a little while, she can pretend that maybe they do belong together... that Raitz could truly be her family.

As if reading her thoughts, he pulls away slightly to meet her eyes. A flicker of uncertainty crosses his face, and Marissa knows what's coming next. It's the same old story - guilt and fear driving him away from her again. But this time, she refuses to let it happen without a fight. "Don't," she whispers urgently, cupping his cheek in her hand. "We can make this work... I want us to be together." She pauses, gathering courage before continuing. "Please, don't leave me alone again..." Her voice cracks on the last word, betraying the depth of her emotion.

She sees the concern in his eyes as he thinks about Maria, but she won't let him go down that path again. "I understand how you feel," she says softly, trying to reassure him. "You love her too... I do as well." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, her voice steady despite the fear churning inside her. "But I also want you to be happy. And maybe... maybe we can find a way for all of us to be together. I'm willing to try if you are..." Her gaze doesn't waver from his, her expression hopeful and pleading.

"I know you love Maria," she says softly, wrapping an arm around him. "And I want what's best for her too... But we can't ignore our own feelings anymore. We have to figure this out together." She pauses, considering his words. "If we're very careful, and keep it just between us... maybe she won't have to know about this at all. At least not right away. Give me that chance... please?" Her voice trembles with emotion as she holds her breath, waiting for his answer.

Her heart soars at his words, hope blossoming within her like a flower in springtime. She returns his kiss with equal fervor, their tongues dancing together as they explore the boundaries of this newfound intimacy. As they kiss, she feels a contented warmth spread through her body, making her more sure than ever that she wants to be with him... no matter what it takes.

With a sigh of relief, she breaks away from the kiss, looking deep into his eyes. "Thank you," she whispers. "I know it won't be easy, but I believe we can make this work..." Her hand finds its way to his cheek once more, caressing his skin with gentle affection. "Together."