Chapter 60

“That’s just naughty,” he said, sticking his tongue out at me, obviously amused, milking the moment, and flashing me a wink. I flung his underwear over his head to the floor.

Our uninhibited performance scared Darth off the bed, not at all amused, to padding slowly across the hardwood floor at the pace of his old age, slinking off to somewhere quieter.

Philip smirked, amused, and returned his attention back to me.

Unleashing an animalistic part of me I never knew existed, I shoved Philip back up against the pillows along the headboard, his glassy gaze flabbergasted at first by my forcefulness. His cocky smirk told me to continue, that he was pleased, starved for it.

It’d been nearly a month since we’d been intimate.

I had too much on the mind these days. Our lives controlled by abundant amounts of anxiety and stress, work related and private matters.