#Chapter58
PYKE
MY MIND IS still hazy with mind-blowing orgasm minutes ago to notice my phone is constantly vibrating on the floor.
/"Pyke, your phone./" My love, Camila squeezes my arm that draped around her waist.
/"Shush, sleep,/" I say between kisses. My cock hardens again into her soft moans as she responses to my light kisses at the back of her neck.
/"Seriously, Pyke, that could be an emergency,/" she groans, sounding irritated.
/"What the hell do they want at this time?/" I lift my head to check the clock on her nightstand. /"It’s three in the morning, Babe./"
She turns her head to face me. /"That’s what I mean. Nobody calls at this—/"
Her words cut off when her phone rings. We both freeze and stare at each other for good seconds.
