The phone kept vibrating on the nightstand.

Ethan was still buried inside me, cock twitching as the last of his release spilled deeper. My mother’s name glowed on the screen. For a second neither of us moved. Then he reached over, answered the call, and put it on speaker without pulling out.

“Hey, Mom,” I said, voice carefully steady even though his cock was still stretching me

open.

“Maya, hi! Just checking in. How are you two doing over there?”

Ethan slowly rolled his hips, grinding deep inside me while I bit down on my lip. His eyes stayed locked on mine, dark and filthy.

“We’re fine,” I managed.

“Everything’s...