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It all started two weeks ago.I found out my husband had a gambling problem.And by "problem" I mean he'd emptied our savings, maxed out three credit cards, sold our apartment out from under me.And, as a final loving touch, canceled my health insurance to free up cash for poker night.I filed for divorce the same day.So there I was. Twenty-eight, freshly divorced, and completely broke.To keep a roof over my head, I signed up as a paid volunteer at a medical research lab. Free room, free meals, cash at the end of the trial.The trial was for a new drug that helps mothers who can't produce milk. Postpartum women only.I told them I gave birth four weeks ago.Look. Judge me all you want. Homeless people can't afford morals.But here's the thing nobody warned me about: the drug worked. It worked insanely well.I had never been pregnant in my life, and from the first dose, my body started making milk like crazy.The doctors were thrilled. Best results in the whole trial. They also menti

His warm, wet mouth closed completely around my already swollen left nipple.The feeling hit all at once—hot, wet, a slightly rough tongue pressing right against it. I shivered and my fingers clenched the sheets without thinking.He started gentle, just holding it in his mouth like he was testing the waters. His tongue circled slowly around the areola, licking up the milk that had already leaked out. Every time the flat of his tongue dragged over the sensitive tip, a little jolt shot straight from my chest down to my stomach. I couldn’t stop the soft breath that slipped out.Then he really started to suck.Not the soft way a baby does. This was a grown man, hungry and rough, almost greedy. His mouth tightened hard. A strong pull dragged my nipple deeper inside. I could feel the milk being pulled from deep in the ducts. It felt swollen and sore, yet somehow so good my legs went weak.“Ah…” A soft moan slipped out. My hips lifted on their own.Milk poured into his mouth in thick streams