BAD Relatives - Rocky Emerson & Will Pounder

Will knocks. Rocky answers the door half dressed, acting like it means nothing. He follows her inside, figuring it's going to be an ordinary night of bad TV. He's talking too much about work because his brother's absence makes the house feel off-balance. Then Rocky laughs in the kitchen, casual as anything, and tells him her husband left for the weekend and she plans to fuck someone else before he gets back. Will freezes with his glass halfway up. His brother's life hangs right there, between them, but Rocky is already pressing against him, her hand sliding under his shirt. She says his name like it's already hers. Her mouth finds his neck. He should say no. Instead his hands drop to her waist and grip. Every 'fuck no' he tries to form turns into a hard yes when her thigh rubs between his legs. She's already working his zipper. He tells himself he'll stop after one minute. Then another. They both know he's not stopping at all.