Page 20 of The Marriage Negotiation

I moved closer to Patrick to give him better access and then pushed back against the fingers that slid under the waistline of my pants and grazed my aching hole.

Waves of ecstasy throbbed through my body.

My mind swirled, jumping from one thought to another faster than I could keep track of them. I was supposed to be driving Patrick insane with lust, but one touch of the man's hands and I came unglued. I wanted to pleasure Patrick, but I didn't want to stop the man from what he was doing, either.

"Patrick," I groaned again as I looked at him. The sensual light burning in Patrick's dark brown eyes took what remaining breath I had right out of my lungs.

Patrick's mouth covered mine, the hunger in his kiss rocking me down to my toes. It was hard and searching, and I loved every last second of it. I groaned in protest when Patrick pulled away until he reached for the buttons of my jeans.

I was actually kind of impressed with how quickly he got them off.

"Get on the bed and pull your shirt up," Patrick ordered.

I was confused for a moment, but did as Patrick asked. I got the idea quickly when Patrick climbed onto the bed between my legs and his lips wrapped around the head of my cock.

I dug my fingers into the headboard and I hung on for all I was worth as ecstasy shot through my body.

I was so intent on the feeling of Patrick's mouth moving over me that I didn't even realize Patrick's finger had invaded my ass until he began to move it. My grip on the headboard tightened as all the blood in my body pooled in my groin.

I didn't know whether to thrust forward or backward. Both movements felt great. Both movements made me tremble uncontrollably. Too many sensations filled my body to settle on one. I just soared higher until the peak of delight was reached and I shattered, shooting into Patrick's mouth.

As soon as my body came down and I was able to form a single thought, I beckoned with my hand. Patrick moved up, his hands landing on either side of my head as he hovered over the top of me.

There was a tingling in the pit of my stomach. I curled my arms around Patrick’s waist, pulling him closer. His hard erection pressed against my own. The friction was maddening. I would never get enough of feeling Patrick’s hard cock against my body.

"Want you," I whispered against delicious kiss-swollen lips.

"How much?" Patrick's tone was so damn deep and seductive that I groaned with hot, aching need.

"You have no idea." My skin was pulsing with desire, my body writhing against the larger man. I pulled back to see Patrick’s flushed cheeks, lust eating up his irises. Patrick’s aroused passion was making mine grow stronger.

Patrick made a throaty sound as his lips left a searing trail of kisses and licks along my skin. My legs began to shake as Patrick moved lower and lower.

I jerked, my breath coming out in shallow gasps, my cock hard and erect. Patrick licked around my navel, his tongue sensually dancing along the fine hairs that ran from my abdomen to my groin. I was going out of my mind and Patrick was teasing me.

A cry left my lips when Patrick placed his hands on the back of my thighs and raised my bottom, licking along the underside of my sac. I fisted my hands, my head lolling to the side. I could feel myself trembling and it was only the start of things.

I let Patrick maneuver me, taking full advantage of my body. I quickly learned just how sensual a lover Patrick could be. Arousal ran over me in hot currents, heating me up to the point I thought I was going to melt.

Patrick took my half hard erection into his mouth again, savored it, tasted it, and brought me to the edge. I inhaled deeply, my fingers digging into Patrick's shoulders as the need to come clawed at me.

I closed my eyes, pressing my cheek to the mattress as Patrick's fingers slid down the crease in my ass, slid over my aching hole. Firm fingers slid down my inner thigh as the other hand moved to spread my cheeks once more.

This time Patrick's fingers were wet when they circled my quivering opening. One lone finger slipped inside my body and I thought I was going to lose my mind.

Patrick rose up, climbing back over me, his cock pressing between my ass cheeks. My head fell back when Patrick's lubed fingers breached me. I bent my legs, spreading them wider as Patrick stretched his body over mine.

When Patrick’s fingers slipped from my body, I almost whimpered in protest until I felt the blunt head of Patrick’s cock pressing into my ass. I expected Patrick to ease in slowly as he always had in the past. Instead, Patrick surged all the way in with one single thrust.

"Patrick!" I cried out as I wrapped my legs around Patrick’s waist. I absently noted that he was wearing a condom and was thankful for his forethought. I'd certainly had not been thinking about it.

Having Patrick inside of me was like a carnal kiss. We were joined at the most intimate level. The bliss was so great, I never dreamed of asking Patrick to slow down. If anything, I urged him on by letting out a groan of pleasure as Patrick’s cock brushed against my sweet spot.

"I love hearing my name on your lips." Patrick nipped my shoulder, his tongue playing havoc with my nerve endings. His large hand was pressing into my back, the other curved around my hip.

Patrick rotated his hips, pushing and pulling, shooting me closer to the edge, and then bringing me back. He almost had me pinned to the desk, enclosing me in pure muscle as he made slow, sweet love to me.

I surged forward, meeting Patrick's thrusts, my fingers grabbing the man's shoulders and holding on. Patrick pulled out almost all the way and then thrust deep. My legs inched higherand higher up Patrick’s back. I whimpered when Patrick grabbed my ankles, pushing my legs past my head.

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