| TRISHA |

“Shit!” I gasped as panic surged through me.

In one quick, desperate motion, I shoved at Blake’s chest, my pulse racing.

The force of it caught us both off guard.

Blake grunted, stumbling back as his cock slipped out of my pussy with a squelching sound.

I scrambled off the bench, my legs trembling, and lurched toward my phone. My fingers, still slick and shaking, fumbled across the screen before I finally managed to answer and press it to my ear.

“Hey, babe. Where are you?” my boyfriend’s deep voice came through the phone.

My mind went completely blank. “Uh… I—I went to the supermarket. Just picking...