Chapter 7:

Morning After & Possession

Sunlight filtered through my thin curtains, warm on my bare skin. I stirred slowly, my body deliciously sore in places I’d never felt before. Last night replayed in fragments Daniel’s hands, his voice, the way he’d filled me again and again. I smiled into the pillow, then froze when I felt a warm mouth between my thighs.

“Daniel?” I gasped, my eyes flying open.

He looked up from between my legs, his dark hair tousled, a wicked grin on his face. His tongue flicked slowly over my clit, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure through me.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he murmured, his voice husky...