Lush’s POVThe morning after that rough night, I woke up in my own bed, body still aching from Alexander's touch. My ass felt tender from his thrusts, a reminder of how he claimed every part of me. I stretched slowly, feeling the pull in my muscles. His cum had dried on my thighs, sticky and real. I smiled to myself, thinking of his growl as he filled me. "Mine," he had said. That word echoed in my head. But the smile faded when I remembered the threats. Evelyn's games. The knife attack, the bad coffee. What next?I got up and showered, hot water soothing my skin. As I dressed, my phone buzzed. Alexander. "Meeting today. Stay inside until my driver picks you up." Bossy as ever. It made my pussy twitch. I wanted to text back something dirty, but I kept it simple. "Okay." His control turned me on, even from afar.The driver came at noon. Black SUV, tinted windows. I slid in the back, heart picking up. We drove through the city, traffic thick. My mind wandered to last night. Him spanking
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