Daphne's POV
My fingers found the elastic of my underwear, sliding the fabric down my hips in one fluid motion. I stepped out of the delicate lace, then reached back to unhook my bra. The straps fell away from my shoulders, and I let the garment drop to the floor.
Standing completely naked before him, I felt the shift in power between us.
"Christ," he whispered, his voice rough with desire. "You're absolutely stunning."
I said nothing. Words would only dilute this moment. Instead, I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself above his face, my thighs framing his head on either side.
"Part your lips."
He obeyed instantly. His tongue appeared, ready and willing, but I held myself just beyond his reach. I could feel the heat radiating from his mouth, could see the way he lifted his head trying to close the gap between us.
"Please," he breathed again. That single word that sent electricity coursing through my veins.
