Page 31 of Never Enough

“Nothing. I’ve got it.” Her voice is forced, overly casual in a way that makes me uneasy. She shuffles the letters, hiding Lynn’s beneath a bill or some advertisement.

I raise a brow but let it go. I don’t know the specifics of what happened with her mom or dad, but I do know that she’s had a complicated upbringing. If she wants to tell me, she will. When she’s ready.

Still, there’s something about that letter that feels off. Even to me. I can’t shake the feeling.

“All right, if you say so,” I respond, keeping my tone light.

She smiles at me, but her gaze doesn’t quite meet mine. There’s a wall there now, one that wasn’t there a second ago. In an effort to appear nonchalant, I stare out the window where the sky is turning shades of orange and pink as the sun sets.

“Eden will not be back until late,” Daphne murmurs, her fingers tracing the intricate patterns carved into the wood of her harp on the floor next to her. “Victoria and Celeste have that extended class, remember?”

Eden’s cello bow won’t scrape against strings until nightfall, Victoria’s haughty laughter won’t pierce these walls for hours, and Celeste’s high heels won’t click across the floorboards. Score!

I nod, the restless energy inside me clawing its way to the surface. I glance at the harp, then to Daphne, my thoughts darkening with desire. “Play for me,” I say, the rasp in my voice betraying my hunger. I’ve always loved her music, but in addition to a musical appetite, I’m hungry for something else. “Naked.”

A spark of mischief ignites between us. “Only if you cook me dinner afterwards. And”—she pauses, biting her lip in a way that drives me insane—“you let me suck you off while you play video games.”

Right away, images conjure in my mind of her kneeling at my feet. I’ll brace my foot on the coffee table for resistance as I sprawl out on the sofa, controller in hand.

I’ll play the game while she plays my cock.

Despite the sensual scenario, I still can’t help but laugh—a deep a genuine sound that bursts from my chest. It’s so like Daphne to request such a thing, and completely not something I’m used to. “Deal,” I finally answer with a wide smile.

It’s funny, because that’s the second time she’s asked me to cook her food. No one asks me to cook and play games. Celeste’s idea of a good time is going to a five-star restaurant and doting on her.If I played video games, I’d probably get the controller wacked on the back of my head.

With the grace of the melodies she coaxes from her strings, Daphne rises and undresses. Her clothes fall away, revealing skin I’ve dreamt of touching more times than I can count. She is all sharp jaw and soft curves, and when she sits before her harp again, she is the most beautiful instrument in the room.

The music starts—a haunting melody that wraps around me, through me, as if her bare fingers don’t just pluck strings but also tug at my very soul. I move behind her, unable to resist the siren call of her body. My lips find her nape, brushing against her warm skin as softly as a shadow.

“Alex,” she breathes out. The sound of my name on her lips is sweeter than any note ever played. With her, I can breathe through the fog and the dirt sprinkling through the air, clogging up my lungs.

“Keep going,” I murmur. She can’t expect me to not touch her, especially not when she’s so exposed, both lyrically and physically.

My hands roam over her, desperate need growing more insistent with every chord she plays. The room fills with the sounds of our symphony, one composed of flesh and desire, an opus only we will ever know.

Her moans harmonize with the lingering notes of the harp. “Alex,” she pants, the music faltering as her fingers still against the strings. “I need more.”

Longing urge surge through me, and I obey, eager to taste the sweetness that lies between her thighs. Daphne’s back arches, a silent invitation that speaks louder than any plea. I smile against her skin, my breath hot upon her most intimate flesh.

“Please,” she whispers, a single word that is both a command and a benediction. The clever minx then gently moves her harp to the side, knowing I can’t say no to her.

I explore her with my tongue, savoring the way she shudders under my touch. There’s nothing but the slick warmth of her and the heat building inside me, demanding release. She’s an instrument of pure pleasure, and I’m determined to play her to the fullest.

“Alex.” She gasps while her fingers tangle in my hair, urging me on. The room spins around us, a vortex of desire that pulls me deeper into the abyss. Her body sings beneath my lips, a symphony of sighs and whimpers that drives me to the brink of my undoing.

The moment crashes over her, and her cry fills the air—a raw sound of ecstasy that carves itself into my memory. It’s the sound of her unraveling, coming apart at the seams, and I’m the thread pulling it all loose.

As her tremors fade, I lift her,my Daphne, in my arms, bridal style. The weight of her trust is heavier than her body, and I carry it with a reverence reserved for sacred things. Depositing her gently onto the bed, I trail kisses across her flushed skin, worshipping at the altar of her breasts. Each lick, each nip, is a prayer spoken in the language of flesh.

“God, Alex,” she murmurs, her eyes heavy-lidded with passion. Her hands roam over my shoulders, down my back, branding me with her touch. I am lost in this moment, in the feel of her beneath me, the taste of her on my lips.

“Only for you,” I whisper against her skin, my voice raw with emotion. “Always for you.”

Hunger tears at me, primal and insatiable, as I gaze down at Daphne sprawled out like a feast before me. Her hazel eyes, dark with lust, lock onto mine, silently begging for the release only I can give. I position myself between her thighs.

“Move,” she breathes. Anything for her.

In one swift motion, I drive into her, burying myself to the hilt. The warmth of her welcomes me home. It’s a struggle to not come immediately. Daphne is a wet dream, bathing my cock in her tight channel. It makes me wish I’d only ever known her pussy. Fuck any other.

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