65 Painfully Denied

[Adrian's POV]

"Babe? Open the door!" Rhia continued to rap her fist against the wood. The urgency in her voice increased the anxiety gnawing at him.

'Fuck! How long has she been standing at the door?'

'Did Rhia hear anything?'

'Was I being too loud?'

'Hotel rooms are soundproof, right?'

Those were the questions that resurfaced in his boggled mind shortly after a steamy sex-on-cam with Johan. Heart hammering in his chest, Adrian met Johan's surprised gaze before he ended the video call.

"Y-yeah? Hold on!" Adrian scrambled to his feet and grabbed the nearest piece of cloth to wipe the mess on his stomach. He almost stumbled, struggling to put on his boxers as made his way to the rattling door.

Shit!

Adrian halted and spun around, sprinting towards his bag for a hand sanitizer. He needed to get rid of the lingering bleach-like smell of semen before facing Rhia.