Sapphire's lips curved into a wicked smile as Daphne's words hung in the air. She didn't wait for any more permission. Her fingers finished undoing the last few buttons of Daphne's dress in one swift motion, the dark fabric parting like water. She shoved it off Daphne's shoulders, letting it pool at her feet in a careless heap.

Daphne stood there in nothing but black lace panties and a thin bra that did very little to hide how hard her nipples already were. Sapphire's gaze raked over her slowly, deliberately, drinking in every inch of exposed skin.

"You always act so composed in front of everyone else," Sapphire murmured, voice...