Chapter 32

~Arthur Callaghan

My right hand hooked the elastic bands of the shorts, sliding into it. I cursed out when I realized she was bare and soaking wet already.

I slipped a finger in her, she was so fucking tight, she hissed in pleasure. I slowly pumped my finger into her and this time she couldn't stop the moan that escaped her mouth.

“Fuck Arthur”, The way she said my name turned me on the more. I wanted her screaming my name. I picked up the space, and she spread her legs wide open for me.

I added one more finger and she shuddered. She was close to orgasm, her pussy walls were gripping my fingers so tight, my trouser got tighter as I imagined it was my cock she was gripping.

The sound of a phone ringing started and I froze, my fingers still in her. It continuously rang, and I removed my fingers from inside her, stood up, and walked to my room.

Jesus! If that phone hadn’t rang, I would have had her on that sofa like that.

I couldn't keep being reckless, the phone was my saving Grace.