Nyla K

“Aww, I recognize so many of these rooms from your reels!” Bea squeals, taking my hand. “You guys are so cute together. Your posts are the highlight of my day. I’m always like, I know them!”

I can’t help but chuckle as heat rushes to my face.

“I like the one when Kyran was hiding your junk food.” Frankie giggles.

“My favorite was his reaction to you ranting about the Hudson Valley sightings,” Micah cackles.

“Really? I’m partial to the shower videos…” Zeb murmurs.

I glare at him, though my lips are curved into a knowing smirk. “Those are just for the Fans.” I wink at him, and he mimics a kiss.

“You look delicious in these, baby. Just like I knew you would.”

My brain urges me to protest. To keep fighting despite how badly my body wants one of those killer orgasms he drags out of me right about now.

“I-I’m not your baby,”

Don’t cuff me. Please. I’ll be good.”

He lets out a ragged breath, blinking slowly. “God… if you want to make me come in my pants, by all means keep saying things like that.”