~Lyra~
Okay.
Okay, walk normal.
Just walk f*****g normal, Lyra.
One foot in front of the other. That’s all it is. You’ve been doing this since, like, birth. Just… move.
Don’t limp.
Don’t clutch the wall like you just got wrecked in a closet by your best friend’s dad.
Even though that’s exactly what the f**k just happened.
Fuck.
I could still feel it.
His knot had finally popped free but oh my god, my p***y was still so stretched. So sore. So used. I felt ruined.
Like he’d turned my cunt into a sleeve that only fit his c**k now. Like I couldn’t close my legs properly. Like my body hadn’t realized the s*x was over.
I was leaking.
Leaking.
I could feel his c*m sliding down the inside of my thigh with every. single. step.
It was hot.
Wet.
Sticky.
Fucking endless.
Like his c
