Zaeryn didn't hesitate. He pushed off the chair, following her down the hall.
He didn't even let her make it to the bed. He caught her by the waist just inside the bedroom doorway, spinning her around and backing her up against the wall.
His hands went straight for the hem of her tight crop top, pulling it up and over her head in one swift motion, carelessly dropping it to the floor.
Her heavy, bare breasts spilled free, her nipples instantly pebbling in the cool air of the room. Zaeryn leaned down, taking one hard peak into his mouth, sucking wetly as his hands hooked into the waistband of her leggings.
Daphne gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as he shoved the tight material down her hips and thighs. She stepped out of them, completely naked, and immediately reached for his waist.
She pushed the soft sweatpants down his legs, kicking them aside until he was just as bare.
