Rose and Roman were at it again, like the ravenous rabbits they could be, when Roman’s phone went off.
He ignored it in favor of pleasuring his beautifully submissive little butterfly. It was unlike him, sure, but he wasn’t even the slightest bit interested in who could be so persistent.
Before long, Rose came undone, with a loud cry, and the blush that covered her cheeks was everything to him.
When the phone went off yet another time, even though he was still buried inside her, ready to give her a third o****m, she was the one who grew fed up.
“Will you take that or should I?”
He raised an eyebrow at her, and she blushed again. She sure talked big for someone who had their hands tied.
“Hello?” He took the call, a hint of annoyance in his voice, even as he hit home in one swift and p
