Chapter 188 – Daphne POV
Estela moans into my mouth—high, wrecked, beautiful—and then her body shudders violently beneath me.
Her legs spasm, hips jerk, and she falls back onto the bed—boneless, trembling.
I ease the pink toy from her slowly—careful, gentle—and set it aside.
She's soaked. Breathless. Tears streak the corners of her eyes.
I kiss her temple softly, brushing damp hair from her flushed skin.
"You were incredible," I murmur, knuckles trailing along her cheek. No response. She's gone—absolutely wrung out, chest heaving with each shaky inhale.
I may have gone a little overboard... but what can I do when she cries so prettily? When she gasps my name in that breathless, broken voice? When her fingers clutch the sheets so desperately, body arching and trembling beneath me?
She's irresistible.
Utterly, sinfully irresistible.
I press another kiss to her temple. Her skin is so warm—flushed and damp with sweat. She barely stirs now, spent, too wrecked even to complain.
