Bad timing

Alice’s whole body tightens. Her free hand grips the edge of the sink hard enough to turn her knuckles white. A raw, broken cry leaves her throat as the orgasm hits. She squirts hard, the sudden rush spilling around the base of your cock and splashing onto the tiled floor in messy pulses. Her legs shake. She keeps pushing back against you through it, cunt clenching and fluttering in rapid waves while the clear fluid keeps coming.

You fuck her through the worst of the quivering, the wet heat and the complete loss of control pushing you right to the edge. Your cock swells thicker inside her. The first heavy pulse of release is already starting at the base of your spine, inevitable and close.

Then your phone starts ringing in your pocket.

The sharp, insistent sound of an incoming FaceTime call cuts through the wet slap of skin and Alice’s fading moans. You glance down. Tanya’s name and photo fill the screen. The call keeps ringing, bright and unavoidable in the harsh fluorescent light of the washroom, while you remain buried deep inside Alice, right on the brink of finishing, the two of you frozen in the sudden interruption.