Chapter 22

“Who is calling?”

“Your pussy is calling me.” Rowan taunted playfully.

“I mean your phone, you this sex-hungry man.” Quinn teased back.

“Nobody is more important than the moment,” Rowan replied with a spank on her ass. “Now continue to do your thing.”

In a short while, the phone stopped ringing and Rowan figured the person was flashing.

“The nonsense fellow is flashing,” Rowan growled.

“Probably he realizes we are busy, mate.”

“It’s our honeymoon, love. We should enjoy it to the fullest. Not everyone gets to experience a honeymoon as euphoric as this.”

“Not everyone is Quinn, love.”

“That’s true.”

“Though you married me a virgin, never underestimate me. I’ve devoured my fair share of books on marital relations and sexual enhancement. I could be mistaken for an expertise.”

“Well, you are. You want me. And that’s all I’ve ever wanted. A mate who would take my sexual needs seriously.”

“I love you, Rowan.”

“I want to fuck you, Quinn.”

“I’m so fuckable. You can have all this pussy and more