BRYLEE's P O V

While Daniel was busy ripping the foil wrapper off with his teeth, my attention was abruptly brought to the ache that had become unbearable between my legs, and I unconsciously realized that I needed some more contact there. I didn't pay any attention to the fact that he was there right next to me as I reached my hand down and started rubbing myself.

‘‘Fuck, Brylee…’’ was all he said from beside me in a gruff voice.

I let out a small groan as I took ...