BROKEN BY SON, CLAIMED BY FATHER

Reyna’s pov ****FLASBACK*** “Stop Jeremy, you should go slower , I’m out of breath” I whispered and moaned truly out of breath . My thighs had been spread and shaking , Jeremy’s cock slipping smoothly in and out of my pussy,surrounded by cum from both of us , I suppose. He had hit my G-spot accurately with every insert and I could feel every inch deep inside me coupled with the speed I wanted. But I needed to pretend I had had enough of it.He passed his fingers through my red hair, “you know how long we’ve longed for this moment”, “ this is just the beginning”, he whispered, biting my lips and slowing down a bit and then returning sharply to his previous pace. This should’ve been me right? I should have known. That’s the first thought that ripped through my chest as I stood frozen, my hand still clutching the key I used to open Jeremy’s apartment door. I shouldn’t be here, not tonight, not after the way he brushed me off earlier and accused me of being “selfish” and “arrog

Reyna’s pov Shit! Could it be my ex’s dad??I prayed it was a coincidence or whatever it was, everything was just an accident and I wasn’t going to see him again so it didn’t matter . Besides only I knew so it wasn’t much of a big deal.I stood in front of the mirror, tying my hair back into a bun that would last me through the long hours ahead. My scrubs were crisp, my ID card clipped neatly at my chest. Still, the girl staring back at me didn’t look ready-not for work, not for apologies, not for the mess her life had become. I pressed my palms against the sink, took a deep breath, and told myself to move. Tonight wasn’t about me. Tonight was about getting through another night shift without falling apart.I grabbed my bag, and dashed out of the apartment I entered the hospital,my eyes puffy from a grand total of two hours of sleep, and my brain was still replaying Marcus’s voice that baritone “I could trust you”, it was the only thing that could keep my mind busy.I needed more re