Daniel was in no mood to stop, not when he was this damn needy for his wife.
Only he knew how hard it had been to hold himself back yesterday. He had wanted to kiss her senseless the entire night but didn't want to ruin the date or push her too fast.
But now that everything was good between them? There was no holding him back. He wanted to kiss her until neither of them remembered how to breathe.
Anna, however, struggled as the back of her head hit the couch. The stupid backrest kept her from escaping, trapping her under Daniel's very determined mouth. She hadn't expected the morning to turn this demanding, and she certainly hadn't expected to fail so miserably at fleeing.
Daniel was a beast, an affectionate one, but a beast nonetheless, and knowing exactly how their mornings usually ended, Anna had tried to retreat before things got too intense.
