Daniel’s POV
This girl, goddamn.
She is dirty and agreeable to anything, and so f*****g responsive. The sounds she makes, the way she arches against me, as if she can’t get enough. When I went down on her from behind, her p***y was soaked, drenching my face as I ate at her flesh.
Fuck, I’d do it again. Right now, if she let me.
I wanted to test her. See what she was up for. I’m probably moving too fast.
But her p***y clenched up on me when I touched her boobs. She squirmed and whimpered and practically begged for more when I kept it up.
Once we get cleaned up, we end up lying in my bed, lazing the rest of the afternoon away. She’s been quiet and it got me worried.
I turned, propping myself on an elbow, studying her profile. “You okay?” I asked, my voice rough, searching her face.
