Hannah“You want to know about my sex life?” Emma’s face turned a bright shade of red, and she averted her gaze to the drink in her hand. “Oh, I don’t know…”“Come on, Em,” Viona urged her, nudging her with her elbow. “We’re dying to know what it was like with your ex-husband.”Emma scratched her he
Viona nodded in agreement. “Exactly. Sex should be fun and exciting, not a duty. You deserve better than that, Hannah.” She shot me a pointed look.Their words stuck with me for the rest of the night. They were right; I should have been able to explore my sexuality and enjoy myself with my husband,
HannahThe room was mostly dark once Noah closed the door, but I still felt just as exposed. My toy continued vibrating beneath the sheets, my fingers fumbling to shut it off.“Get out!” I growled, my embarrassment quickly turning into anger when he just stood there, staring at me. “What are you doi
Cracking one eye open, I saw Noah’s face set in hard determination as he slowly worked the toy closer and closer to my clit. Finally, just as he was about to touch me there, his eyes snapped up to mine and his expression hardened even further.“I told you to shut your eyes.”Pressing my lips into a
Hannah I shuddered as I looked at my phone: the forum post claiming to have proof of my divorce with Noah was up to 7,000 likes. Just 3,000 more, and the poster would supposedly post this so-called ‘proof’... Whatever it may be. “Hannah? Earth to Hannah?” The sound of Viona’s voice snapped me
Drake was quiet for a moment, his eyes darting back and forth across the tabletop in an expression that I had come to know well as him thinking deeply. After several long moments, a sly grin spread across his face. “You know... I might be able to help with that.” “How?” Viona and I asked almost in
Hannah“I just can’t believe it,” Viona muttered through grit teeth as we made our way up the front steps. “After all these years, Jake has a secret Tinder profile…”“And he’s going to go on a date with ‘Tyler’,” I said with a shudder.As I fumbled for the keys, Viona shot me a nervous look over her
“Quick,” I hissed to Viona, snapping my fingers. “Get your phone ready!”Sputtering on her coffee, Viona fumbled with her phone and nearly dropped it in her haste. We both watched, wide-eyed, as Jake greeted Drake with a warm hug.“Holy shit,” Viona whispered, snapping pictures furiously. “He’s actu