EMILIA woke up the next day in Tyron's room. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. She tried to recall the events of the previous night that led her there. The memory made her groan.
Ugh! Again? She was in her ex-husband's room again?!
Last night, she'd been drunk. She'd finished two bottles of wine meant for her and Damian. But Damian had a sudden emergency and left. Carl offered to take her home, but she refused. Then Tyron arrived. Even though she was drunk, she remembered everything they did last night.
She provoked him, seduced him until he pleasured her, and she returned the favor. They had s*x. She fell asleep after several orgasms, only to wake up with Tyron on top of her, thrusting. He wasn't finished. She realized she was in his apartment.
"Ah! Oh Gosh! Harder!" Emilia moaned
