Katy felt the ache rise in every sensitive area he touched. Even the rough grip on her tender breasts was and rush she could not deny. Head turned as to not look further, teeth pressing to her lower lip. He was starting to stroke along her heat now, despising how aroused she felt from just his touch alone. She tried keeping her shaky breaths steady, his question burned from the cheeks on her face to the lobes of her ears. "I'm not... I'm not your...", she stammered, her clutching hand working the shaft in her hand told a different story entirely. Unsure of how much more she could take, the soft thuds of doors closing was her saving grace. Tension dwindled when he finally let her go, Katy quickly scrambled to pick up her swim suit. Hurriedly she worked to tie everything back on, as Marcus went to play decoy with the promise of seeing her tomorrow. "What?!. Tomorr-", but he was out the door before she could finish. Would it have been smart on her part to do that anyway?
Quietly she cursed to herself, waiting until she heard the voices coming from within the house before slipping out of his window. It was a long way down to the ground, but she knew it was possible to climb down the stone pillars of the porch. Grunting along the way, the small steps were no easy way to the bottom. Luckily she made it, and with only a scrape to her left knee. Katy crept her way around to the poolside, snatching up her clothes before heading home. Surely Marcus would be able to cover her leaving once his sister had gone to sleep, now hopefully he would keep his mouth shut about her in the process. When she made it home, she barely spoke to her mom and went straight to her bedroom, feigning exhaustion from her job. Really she went to go cry and vent into her pillow, to the point where she eventually passed out for the night.
Quietly she cursed to herself, waiting until she heard the voices coming from within the house before slipping out of his window. It was a long way down to the ground, but she knew it was possible to climb down the stone pillars of the porch. Grunting along the way, the small steps were no easy way to the bottom. Luckily she made it, and with only a scrape to her left knee. Katy crept her way around to the poolside, snatching up her clothes before heading home. Surely Marcus would be able to cover her leaving once his sister had gone to sleep, now hopefully he would keep his mouth shut about her in the process. When she made it home, she barely spoke to her mom and went straight to her bedroom, feigning exhaustion from her job. Really she went to go cry and vent into her pillow, to the point where she eventually passed out for the night.