~Lyra~

Fuck. I just asked him to suck my pussy. I just asked him to give me head like I had no shame, no filter, no sense of control over the things coming out of my mouth.

Where did that boldness even come from? One second I was screaming at him, swearing I hated him, throwing his threats back in his face like a lunatic, and the next second I was begging him to get on his knees and eat me like I was his last meal.

How does that even happen? How does a fight that made my whole ...