You slut!

You slut!
“Brr… brr.”
The loud ring of a phone suddenly filled the air, making Sebastian freeze for a few seconds as he waited for it to stop.
Unfortunately, the longer he waited, the louder it became with each passing second. 
Having no other choice, he lifted his gaze from Claudia’s pussy and looked at her with a raised brow. “Are you going to answer that?” he asked, tilting his head slightly toward the direction of the sound.
Claudia sighed, her shoulders dropping in exhaustion.
“I don’t think it’s important. Besides, it’s probably a spam call,” she said, placing her hands on Sebastian’s cheeks and giving them a gentle caress before letting the thumb of her right hand trace over his lips in a slow stroke.
He smiled, admiring the fascinated look on her face until, suddenly, the ringing came to an abrupt end.
“Shall we continue?” Claudia asked with a playful expression that instantly made Sebastian nod his head.
Although Sebastian had always been the type who hated distractions during sexual act, he still had the urge to keep going.
‘Or could it be that my body is craving Claudia because she’s still a virgin?’ he wondered to himself before lowering his face back to Claudia’s pussy, intending to lick up every trace of her sweetness.
‘Brrr… brrr…’
Once again, the phone rang loudly, making Sebastian lift his face. “Baby girl, I think you should answer that, just to be sure that it ain’t a spam call,” he said, rising from his kneeling position.
Claudia frowned as she stood from the bed, walked over to the bedside table, and picked up her phone.
It was none other than Mr. Harold.
“Fuck,” she muttered under her breath, swallowing hard before answering the call.
“Hello?” she mumbled, holding the phone to her ear as Mr. Harold’s soft chuckle came through the speaker.
Claudia could tell he was delighted to hear her voice.
“Darling, how have you been?” Mr. Harold asked, smiling from ear to ear.
Claudia swallowed hard, her grip on the phone tightening. “I… I’m good. And you?” she asked nervously, still uneasy talking to him.
“I’m doing very well, dear,” he replied, and Sebastian, who had been a few inches away, suddenly closed the distance, wrapping his hands around Claudia’s waist and resting his chin on her shoulder.
Sebastian doesn’t care about the call; his only focus is finding a way to ease the burning sexual desire building inside him.
His hands on Claudia’s waist slide downward as he pulls her bathrobe open to get access to her thighs.
Meanwhile, the call with Mr. Harold continues.
“Darling, I’ve booked a flight, and I’ll be back home tonight. I want you to get yourself ready because we’re definitely going to have a steamy night.”
The moment Claudia hears Mr. Harold’s words, her skin crawls with disgust, a wave of nausea washing over her.
Sebastian, whose chin rests on her shoulder, hears every word his father says despite the phone not being on speaker, but he doesn’t care.
His hands, which had already parted Claudia’s robe, slide over to her thigh as he gives it a gentle caress, massaging it lightly before planting a kiss on her neck.
‘What the hell!’ Claudia exclaims within herself as she takes a quick step away from Sebastian.
“Sweetheart, are you happy that I’ll be back home tonight?” Mr. Harold asks, and Claudia nods before forcing out a quiet, “Yes.”
“I’m… I’m so happy,” she mumbles, though she doesn’t mean it. ‘Besides, I need to make sure Mr. Harold stays happy with me, or I might be sent back to my father’s house,’ she pondered within before swallowing hard.
“Oh, whoa. I knew you couldn’t wait to see me,” he says, sounding extremely pleased. “I can tell you missed me a lot, so next time, try giving me a call whenever you miss me, and I promise I’ll pick up, okay?”
Before Claudia can even open her mouth to respond to his disgusting words, he went on to continue speaking up. “I heard that youngsters these days do sex calls, and I’ve bought videos that will teach you how to make such calls, okay?” he says, and with every word that escapes his mouth, Claudia feels more disgusted than ever.
As Claudia tries to keep her cool, Sebastian closes the small distance between them and lifts the back of her bathrobe to get a better view of her ass.
It’s perfectly shaped and smooth, making it almost impossible not to stare.
“You have a nice ass,” he murmurs, his voice low as he holds the robe up with one hand and uses the other to give Claudia’s butt a light spank.
She flinches, swiftly turns around, and glares at him with a cold, warning look that clearly says, What the hell do you think you’re doing?
“Hey, see you tonight, okay? And wear something sexy,” Mr. Harold purrs before bringing the phone to his lips and blowing a kiss. “Bye, love.”
“Hmm, bye,” Claudia forces herself to mumble, knowing it would be awkward if she didn’t say anything.
Letting out a loud sigh, she sets the phone on the bedside table and turns back to face Sebastian.
“Are you sure you’re alright?”
Sebastian scoffs and shakes his head. “I’m not alright, but I will be if your ass is on my face.”
“What!” Claudia exclaims in disgust.
“Come on, Claudia. Don’t pretend like you don’t want that.”
She scoffs, baffled by Sebastian’s behavior. “I know you’re aware that I was speaking with your father on the phone, and you just couldn’t wait for the call to end before you…”
Quickly, Sebastian cuts Claudia off from completing her statement. “Why should I wait for you to finish your call? I’m horny, so I have to satisfy my desires. Besides, I know you liked it when I spanked and touched you, so stop acting like a saint.”
Claudia freezes, staring at him in disbelief. Is this the same guy who claimed he has feelings for me, or is this someone else? she inquired within herself in complete bafflement.
“You know what, Sebastian? Take me back home, because right now because I can’t have a meaningful conversation with you since you’re acting like a fucking horny dog!” she yells, glaring at him coldly.
Sebastian nods. “Oh… okay then. At least I’m better than you, since you long for the dick of a man old enough to be your grandfather, you slut,” he spits, his words void of emotion.