Sex with Twins: Wanted in Chicago

One of the twins died on top of her after their one-night stand…… He kept planting kisses on her neck, down to her bosom. Out of pleasure, Rachael closed her eyes, letting herself feel lost in his slow caress. The euphoria was cut short when he suddenly stopped kissing her and flipped her around aggressively. Rachael panicked. "What is it?" She said breathlessly, trying to discern what he tried to do because she didn't dare turn to see for herself. He rammed his erection into her mound without warning. The pain made her squeeze her eyes shut, fighting it. "Are you okay?" he asked, not that he cared. ----------------- It was Xavier Collin. His hooded green eyes held anger and disgust fixated on her while his tall virile body walked toward her. Her heart skipped each time his boots made contact with the floor, striking fear into her timid heart. Her breathing became more rapid and loud and it felt like her heart was going to explode from her chest from beating too fast Rachael couldn't look at those cold eyes, it worsened her fear. Her eyes dropped, but fell on the gun by his side instead, they widened in terror. Was he going to kill her? Wasn't he going to hear her side of the story? She thought inwardly but was abruptly faced with reality. She wasn't even sure of her side of the story and that was because she recollected nothing. She heard the gun being cocked and gasped when he raised it to her. "Please don't do this"