Clairessa’s POV
My eyes locked onto my reflection in the mirror, forcing myself to stay strong.
"You’ve got this..." I whispered to my image staring back at me.
Then, with a deep breath, I grabbed my toothbrush, attempting to scrub away every taste of him in my mouth.
I turned the shower on and stepped under the cold spray, letting it wash over my body.
I scrubbed with more force than necessary, desperate to rid myself of every lingering scent and trace of him.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I let the water run over me, my hands pressing against the cool tile.
But the soreness between my thighs was a constant reminder.
The sting on my ass where he had spanked me over and over…
By the time I was done, my skin was fresh, clean—and even though I was still sore, I felt like myself
