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“Patrick.”
My cries echoed off the bathroom walls. He kissed and pumped, extending the pleasure to the point I could no longer stand on my own.
“I’ve got you, Wicked.” He withdrew our fingers and put them in his mouth. “And I’m about to give you want you want. From behind.”
Chapter Thirty-Two
Patrick
When she let goand it was just the two of us, she was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen. That was what I’d been clinging to all these weeks. Why I couldn’t give up on her, even though most of the time I wasn’t sure Ilikedher.
That look on her face as she surrendered . . . nothing had ever made me feel anything remotely close to whatever that was. I was desperate to hold on to it.
I skimmed my hand up her spine, gently bent her forward until her forearms braced on the counter. With glazed eyes, she watched as I dropped my shorts. Her breaths grew shallow when my erection sprang free.
I stroked it a few times, rubbed the head against her ass, smearing the pearl of liquid on her skin.
That was my fucking signature. She was mine.
I ran a finger up her slit, swirled her desire with mine on her ass cheek. Her pussy was swollen and pink, begging for my dick.
My pulse thrummed in my neck. I gripped her hip and nudged my cock at her opening. She pushed back, her dark eyes on mine.
I paused a beat and slammed all the way home. I groaned as wet heat gripped my shaft.
Instinct took over. I thrust with intent.
The need to mark her motivated me. The desire to pleasure her superseded all else.
Her face twisted in ecstasy, and I nearly came unglued. Our eyes remained locked.
Breaths harsh. Skin slick with sweat. Bullshit evaporated.
“Take me, Wicked. Take all I have to give.” I drove into her, relentless, the tempo rapid, the slapping of skin marking the pace.
She pounded her fist on the countertop. “I need.”
“I’ve got you.”
I skated one hand around to her clit and strummed.
“Patrick.”
Her hips bucked back, matching my thrusts.
“I want you with me,” I grunted.
“I’m with you.” Her cry abruptly cut off as she clenched around me.
Her features softened as she embraced the pleasure.
Lips parted. Jaw slack. Eyes sated.
That look.
My spine tingled before I erupted, holding her in place. Her walls squeezed me dry until tiny pulses were all that remained.
I collapsed on top of her, cheek pressed against her hair.
