Bad Behavior by Cristina Grenier

cock that made it painfully clear that even if she was the one on top, he was the one in control. She felt like a rag doll, like an instrument of pleasure, and every thought in her head simply flew away. There was no more Justin, no more Rei, no more misunderstanding. The only thing she could focus on, the only thing she could care about, was how good it felt to be fucked. How agonizing and wonderful it was to have her pleasure ride that fine line between pain and perfection.
    She came with an agonized cry. Her body jerking on top of his and her hips rolling in a desperate bid to drag out the pleasure. She felt that tale-tell wetness between her thighs again, that rush of cum that dragged the last of her strength along with it. She collapsed onto Justin’s chest, still jerking, pussy clenching around his straining flesh as he pressed their hips together, sealing them as one as his own orgasm ripped a curse from him.
    He was coming inside of her again, physical proof of his satisfaction, and she tightened her thighs around his waist, trying not to cry out at just how good it felt to have his jizz filling her insides.
    When she could breathe without whimpering she rolled off of him. Her body cried out for her to stay, to linger just a little longer in his arms, but her mind was too busy replaying what had happened earlier. She had to use his desk to help her get to her feet and even then her legs were trembling so hard she was afraid she’d collapse and ruin her exit. She tugged off the goddamned ring he shoved onto her thumb, and dropping it onto his chest, she stepped over him and stumbled from the room.
     
     
     
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    Rei found herself fighting back tears as she began to gather up her things. She couldn’t keep this up, couldn’t keep doing this to herself. Even if Justin realized that she had been on his side this entire time, that didn’t change the fact that he was still getting married. She’d told herself that she wasn’t going to get attached. That this whole thing would be nothing more than sex. An arrangement between two adults who knew what the stakes were and understood that there was no room for emotions.
    She’d thought she was grown up enough to handle an affair, sex without strings, but she wasn’t so sure about that anymore. Or maybe being grown up had nothing to do with it? Maybe it wasn’t the sex but the man who was throwing her emotions into chaos.
    Either way, she was through. She wasn’t about to drag this out any further, not when she knew that things would only end in heartbreak. Rei wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do, all she knew was that she had to get away. Shoving the last of her personal effects into the deep recesses of her purse she got up from the desk that had never really been hers, and hurried for the elevator.
    The great metal doors were sliding shut when she looked up to see Justin standing in the doorway of his office. He opened his mouth, and whether it was to call her back or wish her good riddance, Rei didn’t know. By then it was too late, the doors had slid shut and the elevator began the long, ponderous journey to the first floor.
     
     
     
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    Justin had never felt so stupid in his life.
    It was one thing to feel betrayed, another thing completely to take those feelings out on someone else. Letting his suspicions about Stan cloud him to his feelings towards Rei was worse somehow than finding out that his 'friend' had been stealing from him. Embezzlement wasn’t personal after all. In a way, it was just business. The way he felt for Rei, the way he knew he could feel for her if their relationship was given the chance to progress, was anything but.
    He had to talk to her, apologize at least, but he couldn’t seem to find her. According to security she’d left the building, but when he’d gone by her apartment no one had been home. Since she also wasn’t answering her phone that left Justin with no way to locate her. He wondered if