บท 429: Devious

Anya gasped when Alvin's hand slid around her waist and pulled her on top of him. "Alvin…" She stopped him from seducing her again to go for another round when his mobile was repeatedly ringing in the bedroom. "It must be important." She breathed softly while her body still quivered in the aftermath. 

Alvin's eyes glinted sharply when he glanced at the door. He had expected the emergency to crop up after ten. How did it start so soon? 

Anyway, he focused on his wife. He teased her and helped her wash up, ignoring her declines, gasps, and whines for his touches.

Anya bit her lower lip when Alvin nuzzled his face in her neck, "Alvin…. Go…" She had to struggle to peel him away from her. She doubted if she was going to be addicted to him, his touch, his lips on her skin.