My heart hammers in my chest the moment I hear Sol’s voice. I want to cry, I want to laugh, I want to get up and go over to him and punch him square in the face. There’s so many emotions brimming to the surface it’s hard to decide on which one to act on first.

When I go to lift my head, Somner’s hand tightens its hold on my hair, forcing me to remain flat on my back. His hard cock presses into my leg uncomfortably, trapping me in a weirdly sexual position. ...