Moments later, the two bodies intertwined together.
After enduring for several days, both the man and the woman were highly aroused, almost crazed, completely unable to control themselves...
Then, just as they were about to take things further, the phone tossed on the bedside table suddenly rang loudly—
"Damn it!" the man cursed under his breath, abruptly stopping his actions, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the flushed and equally lust-driven woman beneath him, breathing heavily.
Mabel Doyle opened her eyes, turned to glance at the vibrating phone, and pushed his shoulder, indicating, "You should answer it; it must be something urgent!"
The man didn't move; he knew it was urgent and didn't need to guess who was calling.
"Go on!" Mabel urged, propping herself up to sit.
Bryan White pressed her back onto the bed, then bent down and kissed her before sitting up to check the phone. As expected, it was a call from a subordinate.
