Chapter 9Clara spent the entire morning in a haze, her body still humming from the way Zachary had used her in the kitchen, and she found herself leaning against the bedroom wall just staring at him while he got dressed. He didn't look at her at first, just pulled on his shirt with slow, deliberate movements that made her eyes track every muscle in his back, and she felt that familiar ache returning between her legs almost instantly. She wanted to crawl across the floor and wrap herself around his legs, but she knew better than to move without his permission, so she just stayed there, breathing in the scent of him and waiting for him to acknowledge her existence. When he finally turned around, he had that look in his eyes again, the one that told her he wasn't done with her yet and that he was probably thinking of new ways to make her suffer for her pleasure.He walked over to her and gripped her chin, tilting her face up so she had to look him straight in the eyes, and he told her t
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