Brian, gripping her slender waist, looked at her with a chuckle and then purposely paused.

Just as Rosalynn was about to surrender to ecstasy, she was jarringly pulled back.

The sensation was unbearable.

She opened her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck and called him.

“Honey!""

Her sentence left unfinished, but her intention was clear.

Brian reveled in her enticing demeanor. Gently teasing her sensitive earlobe, he murmured in a low, seductive voice, "You want it?"

Rosalynn remained silent, her dewy eyes never leaving his.

“Say something sweet, and I'll grant your every desire."

Brian moved leisurely, his lips tracing a path along her ear.

Rosalynn was tempted, but she didn't want to yield to his whims.

However, the tantalizing sensations threatened to consume her.

Raising her body slightly, she brushed her Lips against his Adam's apple.

“My dear husband."

Her soft voice was the perfect catalyst.

Brian's eyes darkened, his teasing halted.

Her writhing movements stirred the bathwater.

Closing her eyes, Rosalynn savored the heady rush of impending bliss.

At that moment, the shrill ring of a phone disrupted the serene atmosphere.

Startled, Brian paused mid-motion.

Irritated by the interruption at her peak, Rosalynn grumbled.

It was annoying to be interrupted when they were having sex.