Chapter 495 Frustration
Gregory gently buried his face in Abigail's neck, rubbing it. "Honey, is it okay?"
Abigail blinked, looking innocent, but her words were somewhat cruel. "Don't you have a meeting this morning? Hurry up, you're going to be late."
No means no! Men shouldn't be spoiled. They had agreed on only once last night, but by morning, he couldn't help himself again.
Abigail snorted lightly in her heart, she wasn't going to continue indulging him, lest Gregory get more and more demanding.
Hearing this, Gregory couldn't help but sigh, his thin lips pressed tightly against her tender skin, and he opened his mouth and bit down.
A slight pain came from her neck, and Abigail couldn't help but exclaim, laughing and cursing, "Gregory, are you a vampire?"
Gregory said, his deep and magnetic voice inexplicably a bit gloomy, "Abigail, you're so heartless."
Falling silent, Abigail felt helpless. How was he becoming more and more childish? Where did he learn this from?
Just as she was feeling a bit soft-hearted, hesitating whether to agree, her phone suddenly rang.
Abigail recognized it was her phone ringing, quickly pushed Gregory away to answer it, but was pressed back by the unsatisfied Gregory.
"No, we're being intimate, no one is more important." To Gregory, nothing was more important than this.
Abigail couldn't help but laugh and cry. "What if it's a very important call?"
Gregory said, "What could be so important? Let them call my phone."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gregory's phone rang. Meeting Abigail's teasing gaze, Gregory took a deep breath, got up from the bed, and picked up the phone. "Who is it?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end, then an angry roar, "It's your father!"
Gregory couldn't help but rub his forehead, taking the phone away from his ear to look at the screen, realizing it was Caius calling. "Dad, what's up?"
Caius snorted coldly. "I just called Abigail, but no one answered. Knowing she likes to sleep in, I didn't want to disturb her, so I called you. Who would have thought you wouldn't recognize my number."
Gregory knew he was in the wrong, helplessly explained, "Dad, you called at a bad time, we were being intimate, is there something you need?"
If not, he would hang up. Nothing was more important than making love, and if he restrained himself any longer, he wouldn't be able to stand it.
Caius paused, instantly understanding what they were doing. Even though he was experienced, hearing Gregory's blunt words made him blush.
To cover his embarrassment, he coughed lightly into his hand. "I found the famous shaman I was looking for in Aramore, the flight is at noon today, do you want to come with me?"
Gregory looked at Abigail, this was her decision to make.
Hearing Caius's words, Abigail quickly nodded. "Yes, we'll pack right away. Dad, if you're in a hurry, you can go first, we can leave anytime."
Caius answered, "Alright, I'll take the shaman back to Aerilon first, you remember to come."
After hanging up, Abigail looked up to meet Gregory's resentful eyes.
Thinking of the unfinished business and seeing his unsatisfied look, Abigail couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Alright, alright, once Mom gets better, we'll continue, okay?"
Gregory's cold heart warmed a bit, then he looked down at his already erect member. "What about this?"
Abigail glanced at it and quickly looked away. Despite having seen it countless times, she remained amazed.
She turned her face away, her cheeks burning, tightly closed her eyes, and offered her hand. "How about I help you with my hand?"
Gregory's eyes lit up.
For the next half hour, Abigail spent every moment in regret.
After all the action, her hand was already sore, but someone showed no sign of stopping.
She asked, "Are you done yet? Why are you taking so long?"
Gregory raised his eyebrows proudly, a smile playing on his lips, he whispered in Abigail's ear, lightly biting her earlobe, "Honey, you don't know how lucky you are, others would kill for this."
The blush on her cheeks spread to her ears, Abigail glared at Gregory, suddenly increasing the strength of her hand.
Gregory groaned, the sudden force making him shiver.
Abigail's lips curved, a bold smile on her face. "How's that, how does it feel?"
Gregory fell silent, then, with a resentful look, went to the bathroom to clean up.
By the time they were fully packed, it was already noon.
After a morning of fuss, Abigail was starving, so Gregory had the chef prepare some food.
After eating, they rushed to catch their flight.
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