**Doctor’s Orders**

Chapter 55

YARA'S POV

The car ride was silent.

Elias drove with one hand on the wheel and the other resting high on my bare thigh, fingers occasionally digging in hard enough to remind me I wasn’t allowed to forget what had just happened in the alley. My cunt was still throbbing, open and wet and used. Every time the car took a corner I felt the slick mess between my legs and the humiliating truth that being dragged out of a club and fingered against a wall by the man I had tried to block had only made me wetter. My dress was still shoved up from...