"Grab and answer his call, my love."

The pants of your breath getting louder as you try to reach your phone on the corner of bed. But the problem is Sagara has one thousand and one way to stroke you with pleasure. You almost surrender and plead beneath his body.

"Can't we just ignore the call?" You plead.

His eyes gleam mischievously as he threatened you. Giving you a sweet yet dangerous nibble on your earlobe. "Answer it, muffin, or ...."