Sophia’s pov

“Doc…” I choked out the word barely above a whisper, my knees feeling like jelly right there on the bottom step as I stared straight at him standing in our doorway shaking Mom’s hand like this was any normal evening. 

Dr. Prof Voss. 

The same tall commanding man whose thick gloved fingers had been rubbing my soaked pussy through my drenched panties only a few hours ago pushing the wet fabric between my swollen folds and circling my throbbing clit until I was grinding like a desperate slut on his hand. 

My heart slammed so hard against my ribs I could feel it echoing in my ears while...