Olivia’s POV-
Stirring to tingles and a dull ache between my legs, made the memories of last night replay through my mind. The feral and lustful look in Daniel’s eyes the moment he saw his road name in invisible ink tattooed on my body, had me on the verge before he even began devouring my p***y like a man starved. Even now, that memory was making me wet between my legs. The way he was gentle and slow until neither of us could hold back anymore, despite the clearly feral desire he had to have me. Last night was everything I had imagined it would be. Finally giving myself to him, after he asked me to be his old lady.
“Good morning, my beautiful sexy queen,” Daniel’s deep voice sounded so much huskier when waking up from his slumber.
I slowly looked up at him, his eyes were still closed
