Chapter 1
Emma’s POV.
My heart was already hammering when I pushed through the glass doors of that fancy private women’s clinic right at three.
For months Tyler’s d**k had been doing f*****g nothing for me.
Sex felt like some dead mechanical chore where he’d climb on, pump a few times, and finish while I lay there dry and frustrated, barely getting wet at all and never really cumming.
I felt broken down there, like my p***y had just shut off and left me aching and pissed off with no release.
The receptionist gave me a quick professional smile, checked me in without any fuss, and a nurse in scrubs led me down the quiet carpeted hallway to a private exam room that smelled like clean antiseptic and expensive leather.
I stripped fast, heart pounding in my ears, pulled the stiff pap
