Page 59 of The Marriage Negotiation

"You need me." Patrick's deep whiskey voice floated over me like a soft caress.

"Yes!"

God, did I need him.

Patrick growled as he shifted between my legs. He manacled my wrists, bringing them above my head with one hand as the other skimmed down my side.

I shivered at the contact.

Patrick's dark brown eyes were intense as he gazed down at me. "I need you, too, baby."

I groaned when Patrick splayed his hand over my throat and kissed me with a hunger that fringed on madness. I opened, taking Patrick's tongue into my mouth as he spread my legs apart with the width of his body.

Patrick was in complete control of me, mastering me, and I loved every second of it. His chest vibrated with a low growl as he ground his cock into me. At that moment, all I wanted was to feel Patrick deep inside of me.

"Please, Patrick. I can't take it." I moaned as Patrick sucked my nipple into his mouth. I was too close to the edge.

Patrick grinned wickedly around the brown disc. "On your knees."

I eagerly rolled over onto my hands and knees and stuck my ass out, waiting for that wonderful huge, fat cock to fill me. I hissed when two fingers pressed into me. The instant burn was intense, but so was the pleasure.

I bit my bottom lip, pushing back as Patrick stretched me. It felt fantastic. Patrick's hand skated up my back, making my skin tingle. I was going to pass out from the sheer pleasure Patrick was giving me.

My eyes shot open when Patrick inserted three fingers inside of me. I squirmed around as Patrick moved his fingers, pressing and twisting, scissoring and bending. I was fucking myself on Patrick's fingers, riding them, in a matter of seconds.

I curled my fingers into the blanket as Patrick's fingers pulled free and the man's thick cock entered me from behind. I could feel myself stretching wide for Patrick.

The pleasure racing through my body left me beyond speech. I whimpered and moaned instead as Patrick plunged into me. I bit a pillow to stop from screaming my damn fool head off.

I cried out, the feelings swamping me threatening to drown me. I spread my legs farther apart as I rocked my ass back and up, wanting Patrick to fuck me until I was unconscious.

Patrick hammered into me, his thick cock filling me over and over again. It was raw, fast, and made my head swoon. I keened and mewled, needing Patrick to take me harder.

"Do you like that, baby?"

"Yes, more. Harder."

I got what I begged for.

Patrick spread my ass cheeks apart and began to pound into me. He turned his powerful thrusts to long, deep penetrating strokes, hitting my sweet spot every damn time he pulled back or pushed in.

I was mewling, begging, whining, and pleading. Patrick just chuckled as if mastering me was his sole purpose in life.

"My beautiful baby," Patrick crooned as his body stiffened and he rocketed into my over-sensitized hole. Fingers dug into my hips as Patrick switched his position, tagging my prostate on every damn stroke.

My body tingled and buzzed, my heart beating faster as I felt the all-too-familiar tingling shoot up my spine. I shoved my face deeper into the pillow as I came while I met Patrick thrust for thrust. White bursts of light lit up behind my eyes as wave after wave of electricity racketed my body.

Patrick suddenly jerked behind me and then stiffened, roaring out his release. He pounded harder into me for amoment before freezing, a growl falling from the man's lips as he shot every last drop of cum in his balls into my ass.

I shuddered as mini orgasms pulled at my sensitive cock. I groaned, holding on to Patrick's arms as I rode through them. Never had sex been this mind-blowing.

I inhaled deeply, the scent of man and sweat and cum filling the air.

It was intoxicating.

I slumped, trying desperately to catch my breath as Patrick gently eased out of me. All I wanted was a nap right now. I collapsed down onto the mattress, wanting desperately to go to sleep cuddled in Patrick's muscular arms.

I grunted when I felt the cooling cum underneath me. I turned and crawled onto Patrick, lying across his wide chest. I shivered when Patrick's callused hands stroked over the skin of my back, starting at the top between my shoulder blades and moving down to the crack of my ass and then over the swell of my ass cheeks.

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