**Doctor’s Orders**
Chapter 52
YARA'S POV
I followed him out of the club.
Elias didn’t look back. He walked like he already knew I would come. The night air hit my overheated skin. My thighs were still slick from his mouth. Every step made the short dress brush against sensitive, wet flesh and sent another dirty pulse through me. He led me to a dark car, unlocked it, and opened the passenger door without a word. I got in. The quiet inside the car felt heavier than the bass we had left behind. I could still smell myself on him every time he shifted.
He drove in silence. I watched the lights move across his face and tried to hold on to the version of myself that walked into clubs and made men work for it. That version felt thinner by the minute. My cunt was still swollen and sensitive
