Darling

By the next morning I felt normal, it was like I was a new person all together. Like i was back to normal.

There was no more random jolts turning me into a dripping mess at my desk.

The cream (or the treatment) had worked. I should have been relieved. I should have booked a follow-up with Dr. Elena and never thought about Amon’s hands on me again.

Instead, I spent the entire day itching for a completely different reason.

My pussy felt empty and aching, every time I crossed my legs I remembered the stretch of his fingers, the ruthless buzz of the vibrator, the sharp bite of...