Annabel’s POV
I woke up smelling like s*x, the morning sun kissing my skin, its warmth washing away the remnants of last night’s pain.
My leg still aches.
I searched the room with just my eyes, but there was no sign of Daniel yet.
Where could he have gone?
The thought of his warm skin and strong arms wrapped around me all night flooded my mind. It was a memory that I wished would last forever. His lips on mine, the sweet words he whispered in my ears, and how hard he drove inside me, yet every stroke made me want him more.
My mind ran from how I first met Daniel, my initial plan of just using him to spite James and Stephanie.
And now this.
How on earth did I let myself fall completely for him?
How do I explain to people that my first orgasm came from my father’s son and he d
