Page 22 of Patrick’s Seduction

Besides, he couldn’t blame the vampire blood for everything: if Fallon wasn’t attracted to him at all, it wouldn’t have driven her into his arms. However, it definitely helped to lower or remove any inhibitions she might have otherwise had.

He tasted the salt of her tears on her lips, reminding him how vulnerable she was. But even that fact couldn’t stop him from kissing her as if his life depended on it. He’d always loved kissing a woman thoroughly before engaging in full-blown sex, bathing in the anticipation of making love. Just like he felt the anticipation now. It charged through his body, leaving no cell untouched, as he tasted her lips and her tongue. She wasn’t a shy wallflower in his arms, instead she urged him to deepen the kiss, to intensify the connection between them.

He’d hoped that she was the kind of woman who let her partner know what she expected from him. And he’d been right. Every action on her part told him what she needed: a man who allowed her to be the person she was, a man who accepted every fiber of her being, a man who didn’t judge. A man who wanted to be seduced by her. He could be all that for her, and more. Because he could also be the man to protect her, the man who could help her forget all her troubles.

Patrick ripped his lips from hers, breathing hard. “You feel so good.”

“Don’t stop,” she begged.

One look into her passion-drugged eyes, and he knew he couldn’t deny her anything.

“I won’t.”

He sank his mouth back onto hers and lifted one hand to run it along her side, before reaching her breast and capturing it in his palm. A gasp and a moan filled the room. The moan was hers, the gasp his, because he could feel that she wasn’t wearing a bra under her T-shirt, and her nipple was as hard as a pebble. Not wasting another second, he brought his hand to the hem of her shirt and slipped underneath it. Her skin was soft and warm. He trailed his hand up to her breasts, caressing them, squeezing them gently, rubbing his fingers over her nipples.

With every touch, another moan tore from her chest, and he swallowed it greedily. He loved the way she reacted to him, without inhibitions, without hesitation.

For a second, he let go of her lips. “Touch me, Fallon.”

He didn’t have to wait long for her to follow his command. Her hands went to the waistband of his pants, where she pulled his shirt free, then started to unbutton it. When she laid her palms onto his chest, intense desire shot through his entire body. He ripped his mouth from hers, and pulled on Fallon’s T-shirt, yanking it over her head.

“Fuck!” he cursed as he stared at her perfect breasts.

They were firm and plump, topped with hard, dark nipples. Impatiently, he dipped his head to one breast and sucked the nipple into his mouth. Fallon’s head fell back as she arched into his touch, pressing her breast deeper into his mouth. He licked and sucked the beautiful flesh, and inhaled her natural scent. Fallon’s moans filled the room, and he noticed how she now gripped his arms for balance, her fingernails digging into his biceps. He welcomed the sensation, and had she been a vampire female, he would have asked her to bite him so they could connect on a deeper level.

“Yes,” she cried out, her voice breathy. “So good.”

As he brought his mouth to the other breast to caress it in the same manner, he could already smell the aroma of her arousal. Her pussy was weeping for him. Holding her with one hand, he shoved his other one into her loose-fitting jogging pants, and gasped instantly. It appeared that they’d taken all of Fallon’s clothes and only given her the T-shirt and the jogging pants, no underwear.

His fingers connected with her naked sex. Her pussy was drenched in her juices, her female folds supple and welcoming.

“Oh, God, yes,” she whispered on a breath.

He lifted his head from her breasts and met her gaze. “You wanna come for me?”

“Yes…”

Their eyes locked, and he rubbed his finger along her slit, gathering the moisture that seeped from her, before drawing his finger farther up to find her clitoris. Her mouth opened, and a gasp escaped.

“There it is,” Patrick murmured, and began to rub his finger over the sensitive organ. “Kiss me, baby.”

Fallon brought her lips to his and kissed him, first by gently nibbling on his lips, then by sweeping her tongue into his mouth and exploring him. She was taking charge, and he liked that—because he was busy with something else. He painted small circles on her center of pleasure, teasing her clit with every caress. He could feel how Fallon was surrendering to him, trusting him to take care of her, to give her the pleasure she craved, all the while following her body’s subtle clues as to what gave her the most pleasure.

Again and again, he dipped his finger lower to gather more of her juices, thoroughly lubricating her clit while he fell into a faster tempo. His sensitive vampire hearing picked up her accelerated heartbeat, when she suddenly severed the kiss. A breathy gasp rolled over her lips, and he could feel her body tensing, while she closed her eyes.

Not wanting her to climax yet, he eased up on the pressure and slowed his tempo. She opened her eyes and stared at him.

“Not yet, baby,” Patrick said softly. “It feels too good.”

Before she could protest, he thrust one finger into her pussy. Fallon moaned, and her eyelashes fluttered. He followed it up with another thrust, just as deep and hard, before he withdrew his finger and swept upward to tease her clit again.

Fallon brought her face to his, her mouth to his ear. “I want your cock inside me.”

Her words sent a thrill through his body, making his cock jerk in anticipation. He was harder than he could remember ever being. It was almost painful the way his erection pressed against the zipper of his pants. But he wanted to pleasure Fallon first, because he wasn’t sure he would last long enough to make her climax once he was inside her.

“First you’ll have to come for me.”

To emphasize his words, he rubbed over her clit, back and forth, his tempo and pressure increasing. Fallon’s eyes fell shut again, and her head tipped backward, while her breath became ragged, and her heartbeat thundered in his ears as if a thousand horses raced through the flat. This time, he didn’t stop. Instead, he increased his tempo even more, recognizing the signs of Fallon’s body that she was close. Another breath, another heartbeat, and she moaned, while she shuddered beneath his touch. Not wanting to miss out on anything, he plunged his finger into her pussy, feeling her interior muscles clench and release around his digit as she climaxed.