Jax’s hands were rough on my hips as he yanked me into position on the couch, my ass high in the air and my chest pressed down into the cushions. My cheek rested against the soft fabric, still damp from where I’d soaked it earlier. The cool night breeze drifting through the open sliding doors kissed my exposed skin, making me shiver even as heat pooled low in my belly.

*He’s about to fuck me again. Dad’s best friend is staring at my ass and pussy like he owns them.* The thought sent a fresh wave of slick dripping down my thighs. I should’ve felt disgusting. Ashamed. Instead, my clit...