Chapter Twenty-Two
Daphne
One moment blurred into the next with Flynn. I found myself in the shower with him. He was quick and efficient at soaping himself. Before I knew it, he was sliding his hands over me and lifting me against the tiled wall as he filled me again.
Being with Flynn was a surfeit of pleasure. He brought me to another c****x in a matter of seconds with his fingers. Then he stroked in and out of me as the water rained down around us. My next c****x rolled through me in slow waves of intense pleasure.
After that experience—startling in its intimacy and not what I expected—he wrapped me in one of the fluffy robes they had here at the resort. We lounged on his bed, eating cheese. He said he craved it, so I fetched some from the darkened kitchen. I also learned he loved St
