Why is she calling this late at night? I thought.
The name on the screen brought back a rush of memories, the beach trip, the tension, Olivia's mature curves, and the unfinished business between us.
My cock twitched involuntarily inside Julie at the thought, and she let out a soft, sleepy moan, her walls gently squeezing me as if reacting to my sudden alertness.
Julie lifted her head slightly, her short hair messy and her eyes half-open. "Is everything okay?" she asked, her hand lazily stroking my back while her legs remained loosely wrapped around my waist, keeping me deep inside her.
"Yeah, everything's okay," I said, knowing I couldn't take the call right now. I quickly declined the call with a quick reply—"I'll call you later"—and placed the phone back on the nightstand.
"Ahh, Alex… was that your girlfriend? I felt your dick get hard again inside me," Julie said, her voice a mix of sleepiness and teasing curiosity.
