Confronting My Mother and Learning of His Ex-Wife

POV: Clara

The cold morning air stinging my face does little to numb the deep, throbbing ache between my thighs. I am practically running down the concrete streets, desperate to put distance between myself and Alistair’s luxury apartment. My body feels different than it did yesterday. My inner thighs are tender from being stretched wide over his lap, and a heavy, swollen sensation in my core keep