Midnight snacking.

Beth spent the next hour in awkward discomfort, trying not to think about what she had done at the beach with Kyle while the two brothers got reacquainted. No one had ever... handled her like that before. Her brain, the parts that were rational, wanted to be furious. It wanted to be ashamed and to ignore the humiliating truth: that she had been aroused and intrigued. Brian had always been fairly gentle with her: being treated that way had been a revelation. She was embarrassed and mortified that she was going to be sharing a living space with Kyle, unable, or perhaps unwilling, to tell Brian what had happened.
After about an hour, she excused herself upstairs, saying goodnight to Brian and Kyle, claiming a headache. She showered and climbed into bed, where disturbing dreams kept her from resting too easily.
~
Beth's eyes opened on the bedside clock. 2:05 am. Brian was snoring beside her. Her head was fuzzy and her stomach growled. She slipped out of bed softly, pulling on a long shirt to cover her topless chest before slipping down the stairs to the kitchen. She tiptoed past the entryway to the living room. It didn't seem like Kyle was awake, so she opened the fridge to look inside for something to snack on.
"What are you looking for?" Kyle's voice in her ear would have made her scream in surprise, but his hand clapped over her mouth at the same instant his other arm went around her waist. "Shhh...."
When he removed his hand from her mouth, she spun around. "I'm getting a snack, ok?" She was frustrated that her instinct was to explain herself to him, rather than scold him for sneaking up on her. Kyle was shirtless, and tight boxers did little to obscure the cock she had {if KyleFuck = 1
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"A midnight snack sounds like a good idea..." he smiled. Why...why does that smile push away all my protests?
"Well... the f-fridge is right here... you can eat anything you want..."
"That's okay..." his smile deepened, and his hands gripped her hips. "I've already found my snack." He pushed her against the counter, pulling her shorts to her ankles and then lifting the hem of her shirt to expose her pussy. He knelt, laughing softly. "My favorite..."
"Kyle..." she started to protest, but he gave her no chance, immediately licking and sucking on her pussy lips and clit. She had to clap a hand over her mouth to keep from moaning.

She lifted her shirt above her tits to play with her nipples. Fuck... I never thought in a million years I would love being taken like this. It's so wrong... and feels so good. After the first orgasm, she thought he would stop. By the second, she was gripping his head and trying not to squeal.
"Now that you're nice and warmed up..." Kyle whispered, "I'm going to fuck your brains out like I know he never has."

Kyle suited his words, bending her over the kitchen island and fucking her like Brian never had. Even with the prep, it was bordering on savage, and Beth never wanted him to stop. I'm going to be so sore... and I don't care.
After another orgasm, Beth was treated to a face full of Kyle's hot load, which he then wiped off with a towel.
"You're a hot little fuck, Beth. Staying with you guys is going to be more fun than I expected."
Beth stared breathlessly as he grabbed a beer and chugged it before heading back to the living room.
We... I can't... She could still feel the effects of his cock: her pussy was throbbing, satisfied and sore, and yet still wanting more. She collected herself as best she could before making the stumbling climb to her bedroom. The sight of Brian filled her with some shame, but the memory of Kyle's dick, of his rough and aggressive conquest, muted the feelings somewhat. Her dreams were certainly filled with more, of things she would never dreamed before the events of that day.