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I jerked harder, faster, as his body pressed mine into the stone. A new kind of fire tore through me. One of burning desire that refused to be put out.
My tongue sought his. His cock swelled in my hand. Power and hunger lit my veins. I longed to drop to my knees, take him in my mouth. I slid an inch in that direction, but he stopped me with a hand under my chin.
“Absolutely not.”
“I didn’t ask for permission.” He throbbed in my fist. “You do like it when I mouth off.”
I hooked a leg around his waist, pretended I felt no pain, and guided him to my entrance.
“No.”
“Please. It’s been too long.”
His forehead dropped to mine. “I can’t do that to you. We’ve already gone too far.” He lowered my leg and attempted to unwrap my fingers from his shaft.
I wouldn’t budge. Jacked him until we both panted. He swelled, grew rigid in my hand. His cock curved just before he exploded all over my stomach. His desire coated my fingers. I brought them to my mouth and licked off every drop.
His length twitched against me. He captured my lips with his. I locked my hands behind his neck and melted against him. He made me forget all the misery I’d learned to live with. Made me believe there was something beyond it. That I deserved that something.
My hands found his face. I tried to convey without words what I felt, even though I wasn’t entirely sure myself.
“Back to bed,” he said hoarsely as his fingertips trailed down my cheek.
“I have somewhere to be.”
“I know. Bed.”
“I already missed a week when we went to the beach.” Uneasiness tingled under my skin.
“You should’ve considered that when you picked up the desk.”
“I don’t need a lecture.”
“You need rest.”
“You can’t be angry with me,” I insisted.
“I’m angry with me for what just happened. And I’m still angry with you for hurting yourself.” He brushed my hair back from my forehead. “Guess we should wash the shampoo out.”
I bit my lip. “You let me get you off with a soap beehive.”
“It was sexy.” He shrugged.
“You’re weird.”
“Love you too.”
Chapter Fifty-One
Patrick
“The answer is no.”
Marlow winced as she picked up her purse.
“I didn’t ask permission.”
I muttered a string of curses under my breath. “I’m coming with you.”
