‘Ding-dong! Ding-dong!’

The doorbell rang again, sharp and insistent, slicing through the heated tension in the bedroom.

Mira jerked back from Derek’s lap, slipping his cock from her grasp.

Her eyes flew wide, panic flashing across her face as they locked on Derek’s. She pushed herself upright in a rush, her chest tight with fear.

“Oh God,” Mira whispered, her voice trembling. “Could that be my husband?”

Derek stiffened, sitting up on the edge of the bed. His muscles tensed ...