CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN LOVE IN THE STORM

•MAE• “Cockroach, close the door!!!” That was literally the only way I could rescue George and me from the situation at hand. I mean, how was I going to allow the kids to come in and see me and George that way? Besides, what will they think when they see Frank's motionless body on the floor? The kids had a great phobia for cockroaches, so that was the only thing that could scare them, and of course, it worked. They closed the door! Their screams and footsteps made it known that they were running away, and with that, George's gaze met mine. “That was fast,” he chuckled. Maybe because I'd been enjoying the pleasure of the intimacy, I wasn't shy of our naked state until now. George made a few thrusts and released inside me before pulling out. “Hmm..” he groaned, falling to my side. I smiled sweetly while he used the duvet to cover us — something he hadn't done since we began our business. “So..” I said shyly, picking on my nails. Normally, if it was an intimacy with Frank, all