Ethan fell on top of Cassandra with a clumsy, desperate movement, gripping her shoulders. Her eyes widened, trying to process what was happening.
"Ethan, let me go!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with anger and confusion.
He stared at her, chest heaving from the rush.
"No… please, Cassandra. Don't push me away… You don't deserve to keep suffering with that man who only humiliates you. You deserve to feel wanted, loved…"
She shivered at his words, as if she wanted to push him away but hesitated at the same time.
[Where the hell did you learn to talk like that? A crash course in seduction for desperate losers?]
Ethan ignored the system, leaning closer until his lips were dangerously close to Cassandra's, while his hands carefully caressed the curve of her waist.
His lips claimed hers. At first Cassandra turned her face away, but slowly her resistance melted. Ethan took the chance to deepen the kiss, his tongue brushing hers with a mix of urgency and tenderness.
His hand slid down the soft fabric of her yellow dress until he cupped the shape of her breasts, massaging them with a gentleness that clashed with the desperation in his body. Cassandra gasped, breaking the kiss for a moment.
"Ethan… this is wrong…" she whispered, though her quickened breathing betrayed her.
"No… what's wrong is how he treats you. I just want to make you feel alive… make you feel mine…"
[Wow… all that porn finally paying off, champ.]
Ethan slid his fingers under her dress, tracing the line of her thighs until he reached the edge of her panties. Cassandra pressed her legs together for a second, hesitant, but the heat spreading through her body made her slowly relent.
He tugged gently at the fabric, moving it aside as he whispered in her ear:
"Let me show you that you deserve better…"
He kissed her again, harder, his tongue pushing into Cassandra's mouth while one hand kneaded her tits, squeezing through the fabric. With the other, he finally slipped under her panties, brushing his fingers against her wet pussy.
Cassandra moaned against his lips, clutching at his shirt as if to push him away… but instead pulled him closer. Her breathing came faster, and her hips shifted instinctively, seeking more.
"Ethan… oh God…" she murmured, but her arms slid around his neck, surrendering little by little.
He smiled against her lips and began to move his fingers in a slow rhythm, exploring her pussy while squeezing her breasts. Cassandra moaned louder, biting her lip to hold the sound back.
[Alert: Hot milf detected. Achievement unlocked, Ethan!]
Her eyes glazed with lust, Cassandra reached down with trembling fingers and brushed against his cock over his pants.
Still shaking, she slowly unzipped his jeans, freeing his throbbing cock. Her hand wrapped around him softly, making him shiver as she blushed furiously.
Blinded by desire and the merciless ticking clock, Ethan leaned over her and tried to thrust in right away, grinding clumsily against her ass and pussy lips, but failing to slip inside.
"Fuck…!" he growled, grinding back and forth in frustration.
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Cassandra let out a nervous laugh, biting her lip, then took Ethan's cock with both hands, guiding it toward her pussy and positioning the tip at her entrance.
[Ha, ha, ha… Didn't you say you weren't anyone's slut, Cassandra? Look at you now… holding Ethan's cock so he can slide it inside you.]
"You're an idiot…" Ethan muttered at the system, while Cassandra stared at him with desire and trembling anticipation.
Finally, with her help, he pushed in, parting her folds and burying himself deep inside her hot, wet pussy. Cassandra cried out, a raw moan echoing through the apartment.
The moment Ethan sank into her, a glowing message popped up before his eyes:
[Mission complete. 10 LUX points and $5,000 awarded.]
Cassandra moaned, clutching his shoulders as Ethan started thrusting with awkward, hungry strokes.
[Congratulations, Einstein. You're no longer a broke virgin. Now you're just a broke Einstein. Progress unlocked!]
"Shut up!" Ethan growled, gritting his teeth as he drove into Cassandra, who arched her back and moaned helplessly.
Suddenly, a familiar sound chimed in the room: pling, his phone's notification for a money transfer.
[Oh, scratch that… Now you're an Einstein with a little cash. Congrats, penny-millionaire!]
Ethan laughed between moans, gripping Cassandra's hips tighter as he sped up, pounding into her.
Cassandra cried out louder, her nails clawing at his back.
[Where'd you learn to move like that? Guess all that porn really did pay off.]
"Shut the fuck up!" Ethan shouted between gasps, driving in harder as Cassandra clung to him, lost in the mix of heat and pleasure.
Ethan knew he couldn't last much longer. His body shook, muscles taut, each thrust pushing him closer to the edge.
"Fuck… I can't…!" he panted, teeth clenched as he slammed into her. Cassandra moaned even louder, refusing to let him stop.
At last Ethan gave in, his body convulsing as pleasure consumed him.
"I'm sorry… Cassandra…!" he gasped, collapsing on top of her, breath ragged.
Inside, rage burned. "Damn you, system! You wouldn't let me focus—it's your fault I couldn't last!"
[Easy there, Thomas Edison. You lit the bulb real fast… but it burned out just as fast.]
Ethan growled in frustration, trying to ignore it while Cassandra stroked his hair gently, still catching her breath.
[Well, Einstein's dead. Long live Nikola Tesla of Three Minutes. Did you know lightning bolts last longer than you?]
"Shut the fuck up already!" Ethan snapped in his mind, covering his face with his hands, while Cassandra chuckled softly, clueless about the storm inside his head.