~Lyra~ Okay. Okay. Okay. Wait. WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. f**k. I blinked. Once. Twice. My legs were sore. Like run-over-by-a-truck sore. Like holy-f*****g-Alpha sore. My thighs were shaking before I even moved and there was this weird throbbing pressure between them like someone had crammed a goddamn tree branch inside me and then left it there. I wasn’t even fully awake yet. And my first thought? “I f****d my best friend’s dad” “No. Wait. That wasn’t right. I got f****d by my best friend’s dad” I gasped, hand flying to my mouth like maybe that’d shut my brain up but it didn’t. It got louder. We f****d. We did it. I finally tasted Damon f*****g Thornvale’s c**k. Oh my god. Oh my god. I felt it in my throat again. Like my mouth remembered. My tongue twitched like it could still tas