บททั้งหมดของ Daddies Underground MC Club: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Danielle POVI swallow. “What about… after?” I lift my gaze to meet his. “When a scene ends, what happens then?”“That depends on the people involved,” he says. “But for me? There’s aftercare. Always. Doesn’t matter how soft or rough the scene was. Aftercare’s not optional. That can be anything, wrapping you in a blanket, giving you water, holding you until your head’s clear. Whatever you need. It’s about bringing you back down, making sure you’re safe, making sure your mind catches up to your body.”That makes sense. It sounds right, even if I’m not sure why it makes me feel safer hearing it.I hesitate before asking the next one, but I need to know. “What happens if you’re the one who needs to stop? Not me.”He nods, as though that’s a question he’

Danielle POVI think maybe I like the idea. Not the rules or the control part exactly, but the care behind it. Maybe it’s because I’ve never really had that before. Someone who’d actually watch me, not to control me, but to make sure I was alright. Someone who’d notice if I hadn’t eaten. Someone who’d care if I hadn’t drunk enough water. That’s never been part of my life.On the days I spiral, I can go from morning to night without eating anything. I didn’t even realise something like this existed. A way for someone else to step in, not to take over, but to help.“What are you thinking, Red?” Knox asks me softly, though his attention’s still half on the papers in front of him. He’s crossing things out again, focused in that way he always gets when he’s planning something. I think he&rsquo

Danielle POVI’m done talking. Completely done.Standing up, I pull my shirt over my head and toss it aside without a second thought. I don’t miss the way his eyes widen as he watches me, his whole body still.“Red…” His voice is low, a warning, like he’s not sure if he should stop me or not.“No,” I say flatly, stepping out of my shorts and tossing those too. “I’ve got work in four hours. I’m so fucking bored of talking. So, just fuck me already.”I throw my bra at him for good measure and grin when it hits his chest.He just drops back onto the floor like he’s given up entirely, groaning something under his breath that sounds suspiciously like “Christ on a rusted bike.”Laughing, I step

Danielle POVHis finger slides deeper, slow and steady, easing inside me until I can’t hold back the moan that spills from my throat. He pulls back just as slow, dragging his finger free, only to push back in again. Not fast, or hard, just slow, controlled thrusts, each one making me writhe uselessly against the restraints.“Tell me, Red… does it feel like I'm being evil now?” His tone is dark, rough with satisfaction as he works his finger inside me, pumping slowly while his thumb circles higher, grazing over my clit just enough to make me cry out.“That’s what I thought,” he murmurs, pressing deeper now, his thumb keeping slow pressure on that sensitive spot as he adds a second finger, stretching me carefully. “You’re so fucking tight. So fucking perfect.”I can’t answer. I can barely breathe. His fingers thrus

Knox POVI stand then, looming behind her as I release the restraints holding her wrists. She slumps forward the second I let her go, her body collapsing against the bed, but I’m not feeling merciful yet. I grip her hips, dragging her upright again until she’s kneeling, though she’s too weak to hold herself there without my help.She should beg me to stop. She should tell me she’s done.But instead, she shivers, arching her hips back toward me, silently asking for more.“Goddamn it, Red…” My voice is raw with disbelief and hunger. “You’ve got no idea what you’re doing to me.”I’m painfully hard, throbbing with the need to claim her properly, and when I press the head of my cock against her entrance, I feel her body clench instinctively. She’s soaked, slick enough that I slide against her easily, her body silently begging me to take her.I lean over her,