| TRISHA |

“Shit!” I gasped as panic surged through me.

In one quick, desperate motion, I shoved at Blake’s chest, my pulse racing.

The force of it caught us both off guard.

Blake grunted, stumbling back as his cock slipped out of my pussy with a squelching sound.

I scrambled off the bench, my legs trembling, and lurched toward my phone. My fingers, still slick and shaking, fumbled across the screen before I finally managed to answer and press it to my ear.

“Hey, babe. ...