#Chapter 112: Getting Used to The Feel of You

[Evelyn’s POV] I wasn’t entirely prepared for the nerve-pinching pain that accompanied Alexander’s movements. Of course, I wasn’t completely naive about the whole situation. A while back, I had done some research on the matter. I knew well enough that there would be a bit of discomfort in the beginning. Then again, I wasn’t prepared for that particular spurt of pain that shot through me like a raging tear. It pinched for a good few moments and then a subtle burn came after. The only thing that was keeping my mind distracted from the tender irritation was the feeling of being so full. There was average, then there was big, and then there was Alexander. Jesus Christ. I felt the tip of him brushing against my cervix with every shuddering breath. The feeling was enough to make me forget about a lot of things. Like how I was completely on display for him—not a single ounce of me was covered up. Not to mention that my breathing had become utterly erratic. Something caused Ale