Ryle could feel the warmth of her skin against his fingers through the fabric of her clothes.
When she arched her neck, the night shirt slipped a little lower from one side of her shoulder, revealing the glaring marks that had yet to fade from her body.
Ryle leaned in, his breath caressing her skin before his teeth sunk into her skin, slightly below her collarbone.
As he bit and sucked on the place, Daisy gasped, her legs pressing together instinctively as a warmth roiled amidst her thighs, tickling her senses.
"R-Ryle…" the man did not respond to her, the movement of his tongue was getting more and more intense while his hand reached for the red scarf she had wrapped around her neck. He tugged at it, one hand, gentle at first before removing and throwing it to the other side, his movements rather impatient.
He leaned in and unbuttoned the buttons of her night suit with his teeth and with every movement, the tip of his tongue reached between the gaps, licking her skin.
