[RYKER]
Fuck. Who the hell could be at the door at a time like this?
Daphne's face mirrored my frustration, her brows slightly furrowed as she let out a soft sigh. I gave her a warm smile, trying to ease the moment.
"I’ll go get it," I murmured.
She nodded, her lips slightly parted, her body still spread out under me. Damn, she looked perfect. I pressed a slow, lingering kiss on her lips before reluctantly pulling out of her.
I was still f*****g hard.
No way in hell could I hide this in my sweatpants.
I quickly grabbed my robe, tying it loosely around my waist, and glanced back at Daphne. Her flushed cheeks and the way she lay there, still cuffed, made it impossible to leave without saying something.
"You're so f*****g beautiful, Daphne,” my voice was rough with need.
She chuckled
