“Sweetheart, you wanted this, didn't you? You can't back out now."

Rosalynn felt a ticklish sensation spreading from her core, making her limbs tingle.

‘an't you behave?"

“Can't. You're the culprit. You're to blame for my addiction to you.”

His deep voice, velvety and enthralling, coupled with the trail of warm kisses from her ear, was entirely intoxicating.

A sigh escaped Rosalynn's lips. She felt like she had walked into her own trap.

Perhaps she could negotiate for a platonic relationship?

Brian was itching to whisk her back to the privacy of their bedroom.

But as he was about to sweep Rosalynn into his arms, the sound of the doorbell shattered their bubble of intimacy, souring the mood.

Rosalynn quickly sidestepped Brian's lingering kiss.

“Someone's at the door.”

Brian scowled, his eyes glinting with irritation at the untimely visitor.

“Ignore them!"

Who dared disrupt their morning together?

They deserved to be on the wrong side of his wrath!

“Enough, Brian.”

Rosalynn extricated herself from his grasp, hastily rearranging her rumpled clothes.

“I'LL handle it," Brian grumbled, his face thunderous.

"Hold on, I'll go." Rosalynn sneaked a glance at his groin.

"You better fix that situation!"

Brian was left speechless.

He was far from satiated!