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Rose ended up in bed with that one man she should stay away from

By Rose du Chatinier | #!31Sat, 06 Dec 2025 05:05:19 +0100+01:001931#31Sat, 06 Dec 2025 05:05:19 +0100+01:00-5Europe\/Amsterdam3131Europe\/Amsterdam202531 06am31am-31Sat, 06 Dec 2025 05:05:19 +0100+01:005Europe\/Amsterdam3131Europe\/Amsterdam2025312025Sat, 06 Dec 2025 05:05:19 +01000550512amSaturday=9#!31Sat, 06 Dec 2025 05:05:19 +0100+01:00Europe\/Amsterdam12#12-06-2025#!31Sat, 06 Dec 2025 05:05:19 +0100+01:001931#\/31Sat, 06 Dec 2025 05:05:19 +0100+01:00-5Europe\/Amsterdam3131Europe\/Amsterdam202531#!31Sat, 06 Dec 2025 05:05:19 +0100+01:00Europe\/Amsterdam12#

It shouldn't have happened, it couldn't happen, and yet it did. Roos (30) ended up in bed with that one man she was supposed to stay away from.

“I've thought about this so many times,” I whisper in his ear. It's as if the words take away his last bit of caution. Looking at each other for too long, always standing just a bit too close, and the casual touches over the years. Everything was the foreplay for this moment, for him on me. I already knew it when he went for one last drink, deep into the night.

As I pour the wine into the glass, I suddenly feel Cas close behind me in the kitchen. His hips against my butt, me wedged between him and the counter, his breath on my neck, his lips softly against my ear. I turn around and find his mouth. With his tongue, he explores me, first gently then greedily as if he is in a hurry to discover everything. God, this man can kiss. And because it can't and shouldn't happen, I only want him more.

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He pushes my shirt up and slowly rubs over my left breast. Teasingly, just enough to make me moan and become impatient. I press my hips against his groin and he chuckles. With his free hand, he deftly unhooks my pants and I gasp for air as he pushes his finger inside me. “I think you're enjoying yourself,” he whispers.

In a flash, I see myself standing in the kitchen. The curtains open, the light on, in the middle of the night. The neighbors. Fuck! I pull him into the hallway and we stumble up the stairs towards my bedroom. He is so impatient that I only have my bra and thong on when he pushes me onto the bed. With a tug, he pulls the elastic out of my hair and messes it up. I pull his t-shirt over his head and feel his bare skin against mine. My hand impatiently tugs at his belt. I want to feel him inside me, now.

Cas’ hands push my legs apart as he finds his way down via my breasts and stomach. His tongue circles, soft and then demanding, driving me to the edge. Suddenly, he is on top of me and in one movement, he thrusts deep inside me. He pins my arms above my head with his hand and I can do nothing but surrender. To him, to the man I absolutely shouldn't be doing this with, to the man who will soon be lying in bed next to my girlfriend.

His mouth finds my nipple. With his free hand, he kneads my breast while he moves faster inside me. I feel like I'm on fire, his hands making me more aroused with every touch. With one movement, he turns me around. One hand around my neck, the other stroking along my butt and disappearing between my legs. “What do you want?” he asks as I feel his fingers moving faster inside me. I can barely get the words out, my body trembling. “You,” I barely moan. Cas lowers himself onto me and gives me exactly what I ask for.