Emily's POV
A shiver rippled down my spine when Armon caressed the soft mounds on my chest with his fingers, and a wiry gasp escaped my lips when he grazed my n*****s.
"I love it when you sound like that," he mutters in a tease as he swiftly slides his hands underneath the nightie. I was already scarlet red with desire when a single knock sounded on the door.
Armon paused, visibly irritated that someone would dare to ruin his evening by knocking when it was obvious that we were together.
"Who's that?" I asked, still shaken by what nearly happened.
"Mommy?" A soft voice pierced the air before the door was pushed open. Rosy started walking in with her teddy in hand and a face full of pre-shed tears.
"Daddy's here...! Daddy, will you stay with me?" She muttered when she noticed him behi
