Emily’s POV

"Emily," he said, his voice low and rough with sleep, his dark eyes burning into mine in the faint, gray pre-dawn light. "I need you again."

My body answered before my brain even had a chance to catch up.

I didn't hesitate. I reached up, my hand tangling in his dark, messy hair, and pulled his head down to mine.

"Then take me," I whispered against his mouth. "Stop talking and take me."

Daniel let out a low, wrecked growl that vibrated straight through my chest. He didn't waste time with sweet words or slow friction. He slid his thigh between my legs, spreading me wide, his hard,...