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     Kristen's lips crashed down on mine, and I met his kiss with equal fervor, a passionate display of my readiness for what lay ahead.

A groan of pleasure escaped him, resonating against my lips. Then, unexpectedly, he pushed himself backward, sitting upright. Confusion clouded my eyes as I questioned the sudden pause. "What's the problem?" I asked, a tinge of hurt creeping into my voice. Insecurity clawed at my mind, wondering if I wasn't enough for him.

But he had a different plan in mind. Settling himself upon me, his weight pressing deliciously against my body, he grasped the hem of my shirt and tugged it above my head.

A shudder of anticipation coursed through me, and I took that moment to remove his shirt, casting it aside, leaving his chiseled six-pack prominently displayed in the dimly lit room.

My hand glided along his sculpted torso, reveling in the sensation of his body against mine. He smirked, a cocky expression that only made me crave him more.

In no time, I found myself in nothing but my bra and panties, the vulnerability of my exposed form fueling both excitement and a hint of apprehension.

With trembling hands, I unbuckled his pants, my breath growing heavy as I contemplated the discovery that awaited me beneath. To my surprise and awe, I was met with an impressive sight. Regina's boasting about Kristen's well-endowed stature was no myth.

My gaze traveled upward to meet his eyes, which held a certain intensity that left me with no escape. The determination in his gaze was palpable, though I hoped it wasn't the end of me tonight.

A gulp caught in my throat, and my parched mouth begged for water. I reluctantly shifted my gaze back down to him, finding it impossible to tear my eyes away. "H...how painful will it be?" I whispered, the vulnerability in my voice betraying my apprehension.

"I'll do everything I can to make it as painless as possible, love," he whispered, his reassurance washing over me like a soothing balm. His hands slid to my back, securing a hold on my bra and unclipping it, causing my exposed breast to harden within seconds.

Instinctively, I covered my breast, attempting to hide the flush that had crept onto my face. But he gently took my hand, urging me not to hide, not to be ashamed of my nakedness. I thought it would be so much easier, but my breath hitched as his lips planted a kiss just above my opening.

And then, in an instant, his hands were everywhere, exploring every inch of me. He touched and groped, his hands alternating between my breasts and my most intimate area.

The pleasure that coursed through me was unlike anything I had ever experienced, and his index finger found its way between my legs, penetrating my wetness effortlessly.

The sensation was mutual, and as his finger moved in a rhythmic motion, I found myself begging for more, aching for him not to stop.

And before we knew it, we were both soaring on cloud nine, lost in the intoxicating pleasure we created together.

I pulled the sheets tighter around my body, the rush of emotions threatening to consume me. Insecurity washed over me like a tidal wave under Kristen's scrutinizing gaze. A deep blush stained my cheeks as I replayed the intense moments we had just shared, wondering if I had somehow fallen short.

But as I looked into Kristen's eyes, the warmth and affection that had been present only moments ago seemed to dissipate. His smile vanished, replaced by a pained expression that sent a chill down my spine. A sense of unease settled in, and my heart began to race.

He stood up abruptly, his movements making me confused as he ran a hand through his tousled hair. "I can't," he uttered, his voice trembling with a mix of desperation and sorrow.

"What do you mean, you can't?" I whispered, my voice barely audible, my entire being craving an explanation. Doubts and fears clouded my mind. Was I not enough? Was there something wrong with me?

"I just can't," he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper, his gaze cast downward.

Confusion mingled with frustration, and I felt my emotions welling up inside me. "What do you mean? Stop speaking in riddles!" I exclaimed, my voice tinged with a mixture of frustration and hurt. The weight of his cryptic words began to bear down on me, threatening to crush my spirit.

Silence stretched between us, heavy and suffocating. His lack of response left me feeling adrift, lost in a sea of unanswered questions.

Tears welled up in my eyes as a knot of anguish tightened in my chest. "Is it me? Am I the problem? You don't love me, or maybe it's because I'm not Regina!" I shouted, my voice trembling with a mix of vulnerability and frustration.

"Bella, please," Kristen pleaded, reaching out to touch me, but I pulled away, refusing his touch.

"Don't you dare touch me!" I exclaimed, my voice laced with a mixture of anger and heartache. The pain of his sudden withdrawal was too much to bear, and I couldn't fathom why he was pushing me away.

"Bella, baby, please," he continued to plead, but no amount of pleading could bridge the growing divide between us.

"You didn't answer my earlier question, and that speaks volumes," I said, removing myself from the bed, tears streaming down my face. "Kristen, where have you been this past week? What have you been doing?"

"I can't tell you," Kristen's responded softly.

"Of course you can't. So, what can you tell me, Kristen?" I asked, my voice filled with anger and hurt as I wiped away my tears.

Kristen remained silent, leaving me to wrestle with my emotions in the suffocating stillness of the room.

Anger mixed with hurt, intertwining in a whirlwind of emotions. "You're a jerk! This whole week, I've been consumed by worry for you. You ignored my calls, cut me off from any information, and even locked me in my own house, as if I had no right to search for my own brother!" I shouted, my voice trembling with a potent blend of anger and betrayal. The weight of his actions crushed me, leaving me feeling trapped and helpless.
Still, Kristen stood there, offering no response.

"Did you find anything about my brother?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of desperation, vulnerability, and anger.

Dead silence.

"Bella, I..."

"Oh, there you are, Kristen!" Maria's voice sang as she entered the room, her presence only adding to the chaos. Kristen and Maria? Since when were they acquainted?

"I missed you today. I thought you were going to pick me up and drop me off as you usually do," she said, running up to Kristen and kissing them on the lips, leaving me in utter shock and disbelief.

My heart pounded in my chest, racing to escape the unbearable reality unfolding before me. I braced myself for the truth that was about to shatter my world.

"What is going on here?" I stuttered, my breath coming out in restless gasps.

The scene that unfolded before me was unimaginable, something I could never have fathomed in my wildest dreams. This couldn't be happening to me; it had to be a nightmare.

"Oh, didn't Kristen tell you? We're dating," Maria replied, her face adorned with a smug smile that only added insult to injury.

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