Chapter 18: Evidence (Present Day)

The memory of Ryan folding me in half made me shudder hard enough that my shoulders jerked. I lifted my head and stared at the ruined bed. I could not believe I had let him do that to me. Fold me in half. Fuck me until I could not speak. Cum inside me over and over while I begged him not to stop. Then let him put his cock in my mouth and make me taste both of us. I had given myself to him completely. In a way, I had never given myself to Nick or anyone else, and the shame of that sat so heavy in my chest I could barely breathe.

Thinking about it had also made me wet again. I hated that. I hated that my body was responding to the memory the same way it had responded to him. I lifted the hem of my nightgown and pulled the front of my panties to the side. The gusset was soaked. Not just damp. Saturated. I could see the thick, white streaks of Ryan’s cum mixed with my own wetness. It had soaked through the fabric, leaving a dark, wet patch that stuck to my skin. When I looked lower, I could see dried cum on the inside of my thighs and smeared across my pussy. Flaky white patches on my skin. I knew there was more of it on my face from earlier. From the kitchen. From the last time he had finished on me in the night. The sight made my stomach turn. It also made the ache between my legs worse.