Your voice sends a shiver down Stephanie's spine, their pen pausing mid-sentence as they feel your presence behind them. "Darius..." They breathe out your name, a mix of surprise and recognition in their tone.

Stephanie's breath hitches at the unexpected touch, a shiver running down their spine. They turn around, eyes meeting his intense gaze. Darius: His fingers curl into your hair, not quite pulling but asserting his presence. The heat radiating from him is almost palpable as he studies your face, looking for any signs of hesitation. "Right now. No questions.

Stephanie feels the tension in Darius's body as he leans closer, his breath hot against her skin. She turns around, her eyes meeting his, and sees the raw hunger there. She knows what he needs—the release that only she can provide.