A loud, startling bleep cuts through the air abruptly, sounding off over—and halting—both my whimpers and Frost’s grunts, instantly putting everything in pause. At first, I think it’s all in my head, but the sound continues, prolonged until I feel Frost shuffle behind me. I hear the ringing right in my ear…and I realize it’s coming from his watch.
I sense more than see him click it impatiently, stiffening behind me, his cock still tucked between my ass cheeks, but his hands release their grip on me.
“Hello?” he snaps, his voice gruff, his tone impatient and drenched in irritation. Some chatter I can’t make out—largely because of the thumping in my temples—follows in the background, but it sounds like another male voice.