Chapter 36. Made Of Clay

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C H A S T I T Y Year 2010 18 years old My body felt like it was in excruciating pain, and I could feel my head resting on something hard as soon as my eyes started to open while fixing my blurry vision. Then I was reminded of the hours of slow turned to intensely rough s*x that I had with Lachlan the previous night, and it made me smile to think about it. I opened my eyes wider, finally adjusted through the blurry vision and gazed at his seemingly peaceful abs while his chest rose and fell with each breath he took. Waking up next to him, I was still slightly sleepy and a bit disoriented while the room was quiet and still, with the lights dim, and the sheets and pillowcases were still a mess from last night. I could not believe how often he f****d me last night; I really orgasmed many

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