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‘Ignore it,’ Bethany panted some hours later, frustrated by the ringing phone. She had pounced on his body as soon as he’d got back, and had no intention of sharing him with anyone for the next hour or so.
Ruben seemed to comply, his continued thrusting showing he had no intention of disobeying her. Her hands on his ass urged him deeper, giving him no choice. Hooking a leg over his calf possessively, she groaned in satisfaction, as his attention returned to her approaching climax.
‘Shit! I must answer it Beth. It could be important,’ Ruben apologized as the insistent ringing began to irritate and distract him. Rising up on his elbow, he grabbed for the receiver. ‘This better be good,’ he growled into the phone.
Bethany groaned. Was it too much to ask for some privacy? This was their first night in a proper bed for days and his staff knew how much he relished his free time. Byron’s voice barely reached her ears down the phone line. She heard him say he had rung to notify Ruben of last minute changes to the schedule and then began to run through them in a dull monotone.
Realizing it was nothing important, Ruben turned his attention back to her and grinned as he saw her biting her lip to avoid making any noise. Her hands drifted along his torso and she sat to lick at a nipple with a playful gleam in her eye. Reclining sinuously, she rolled her hips as she beckoned him back to her with a crooked finger. His barely suppressed gasp caused her to smile.
‘Will that be all?’ Ruben asked through gritted teeth. Byron voice droned on again.
Cupping the mouthpiece in his hand, Ruben kept the phone to his ear and gave her a hard thrust. Bethany’s eyes flew open and she stuffed a fist into her mouth to muffle her yelp. Again she rose. The arm supporting his weight shook uncontrollably as she slipped her tongue into his ear.
‘Ruben—are you still there,’ came the voice, loud enough for Bethany to hear.
‘Uh huh,’ He couldn’t speak. Bethany had shifted her weight up onto her elbows, grinding her pelvis against him. He threw his head back and she watched as the smooth column of his neck convulsed with his ragged panting. Trying to make her behave, he placed his weight on her, pinning her back down to the bed. Turning it to her advantage, he was again within easy reach and she wasted no time, reaching around him to push insistently at his butt, urging him into her again and again. Her teeth grasped his shoulder, as she tried to suppress the unmistakable sounds of a woman about to come.
‘Later,’ was all he managed to grunt into the receiver before slamming the phone in the general direction of the cradle. It slipped unheeded to the floor. Both hands now on her hips, he pulled her hard against him, thrusting rapidly. Ripping her mouth from his skin, she threw her head back and groaned loudly as her insides undulated around him. He rocked into her blindly a few more times before coming himself, very hard and very loud.
Lying at her side, spent and panting afterward, Ruben suddenly went quiet. Sitting up, he cocked his head, as if trying to hear something. Nudging her hard, he pointed wordlessly to the handset of the phone lying on the floor.
‘Hello? HELLO?’ it said in a tinny voice. ‘Are you there? Can you hear me?’
Bethany’s eyes widened and her hand flew to her mouth in mock horror as she began to laugh. Hitting her with a pillow, Ruben scooted to edge of the bed, retrieving the phone.
‘Byron? You still there?’ He stifled a snort. ‘Sorry about that. It was the TV. I must have sat on the remote,’ he lied. Bethany convulsed into a fit of the giggles as he tried to finish the call. Laughing out loud, he had to turn his back on her.
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