The phone clicked, and Lena's cheerful voice filled the room. "Hey, Mom! It's been a while!"
Lucas slipped his hands under her shirt, palming her full breasts with a possessive grip. Maya stifled a sigh, her body quivering with desire. She attempted to continue her call, her voice steady despite the electric current coursing through her veins.
Lucas leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "I love you, Mom." His fingers began to tease her nipples, pinching and rolling them between his thumb and forefinger. Maya's breath hitched, but she managed to keep up her end of the conversation, her voice steady despite the fire that was building within her.
Maya smiled, trying to focus. "Hey, sweetheart. How... eummh..."
"Mom, are you okay?" Lena asked, sensing the pause in Maya's response.
