-Chapter Fifty Two-

"Harder!"

I moan at the top of my voice.

Ramon thrusts inside me roughly, the king-size bed creaking underneath. He comes down on me stronger and faster with every shot.

We both reach climax and he buries his head on my bosom.

We are both out of breath, after that moment of complete ecstasy.

The doorbell rings.

We both groan at the rude, untimely interruption.

"You get the door!" 

"No, you get the door!"

"Nope! I went to get it yesterday," I insist. "It's your turn!"

He looks at me with those puppy, dark eyes. He looks so stupid and ridiculous that I burst out a laugh.

"That's so not working!" I chuckle. "It's pathetic."

"Fine then."

"Good boy!"

"You are such a bully!" He dresses up quickly, still grumbling. "It sucks living in