August hadn't even started, but Lisa was already on the brink of climax.
In contrast to her evident arousal, August remained composed. Seeing him still fully clothed, Lisa shakily reached out to unbutton his shirt.
"Impatient woman." August chuckled softly.
Just then, the sudden ringing of a phone interrupted their intimacy.
Lisa looked up, eyes glistening with frustration, casting a reproachful glance at August. Her gaze clearly showed her dissatisfaction.
August frowned. "Sweetheart, don't look at me like that. It's your phone."
"Oh, sorry!"
Lisa quickly grabbed her phone, discovering that Eber was calling.
Damn it! That guy always knew how to ruin her mood instantly.
Lisa decisively hung up and wrapped her arms around August's neck, eager to continue.
August enjoyed her eager
