Chapter 41

When his phone went off again, he shook Dustin, since the guy was halfway on top of him.

“Okay, okay. I’ll get it,” Dustin mumbled, pulling himself up to a sitting position and just stayed there.

Rafael laughed. “I know you’re hard to wake up, but are you always this dazed after sex? Well, great sex. Phenomenal sex, really.”

Dustin’s lips curved up in a slow smile. “Definitely phenomenal.” He leaned down to kiss Rafael’s cheek. “I’ll grab your phone.”

It had stopped buzzing, but Rafael had a feeling it would start again. “It’s in one of the front pockets of my jeans.”

Dustin stood and stretched his arms, twisting a little, before locating the phone. Rafael couldn’t help whistling—how was he supposed to notwhistle at that gorgeous ass?

Dustin whirled around. “I take it you like what you see?”

“Oh, yeah.”

Dustin lay back down on the sofa, handing the phone to him.

Rafael tensed as soon as he saw who was calling. Now, he rose to a sitting position, pulling Dustin with him.