Daphne hummed a sound like a child saying no as she shook her head. She wanted to tasted Sara, it almost as bad as when she was with Gabrielle. Almost. She still felt the silky ribbon against her neck from time to time, but she only relished the sensation and didn’t give a thought as to why Sara might be wearing it.
“I can’t…” Daphne whimpered pathetically as she was pulled even closer.