Patrick
PATRICK wrapped her hair around his wrist and tugged. He had to look into her eyes for this. He had to see her face, needing to know if she was serious. Had he even heard her right?
She still moved against him, bare—nothing separating them. She drove him out of his fucking mind with pleasure. She dampened her lips with a swipe of her tongue and met his gaze.
The only response he had in him was a guttural growl. Everything about this was primal, as basic as human nature, and as foreign to him as another world. He pulled her into a needy kiss, their teeth clanging. It still wasn’t deep enough, wasn’t hard enough.
“I need you under me,” Patrick murmured against her lips. “Wrap your legs around me.” She did. “Lock your ankles.” She did.
He stood, kicking his shorts aside, and managed to walk them down the hall to his bed. He laid her down. She was all tan skin, dark eyes, and dark hair splayed out over his white sheets. Her curves were incredible. She had the best body—his favorite.
“Look at you.” Patrick reached forward, squeezing her nipples between his fingers. He trailed his palm down her stomach, and then lifted her legs and spread her apart. He was about to thrust back inside her, but she looked too good.
Patrick dropped to his knees, pushing Roz’s legs back. He kissed her thighs and lips, finally licking up her wet slit. He groaned into her. “I love how you taste.”
“Fuck.” Roz laughed and gripped his hair.
He pressed two fingers into her pussy while he laved her clit. He watched her face, watched the way her belly kept tightening, and noted the shake in her thighs. Her pussy gripped his fingers.
“Patrick.” Her voice shook with desperation. “I need you. I’m going to come. I need you inside me. Please!”
He stood and was quickly back inside her in one hard push of his hips. It didn’t take much, a couple of deep thrusts, a stroke or two of his thumb on her clit, and Roz gripped the sheets so tightly they rolled off the corners of the mattress.
“Come closer,” she begged. He scooted her farther up the bed and then climbed on top of her, settling deeper into her.
She cupped his face, and with the inhibition of an orgasm close by, Roz peppered kisses on his lips, cheeks, neck, and shoulders. She whispered his name repeatedly.
It was too fucking much. He buried his face in her neck, sucking on her skin. She clawed at his back, hips coming up off the bed as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
“Patrick,” she whispered, cupping his face. She brought his gaze back to hers. Their lips just skimming each other’s—just close enough to share the same breath. She locked gazes with him and as her body orgasmed beneath him.
He felt raw, absolutely laid bare. Again, he buried his face in her neck and thrust through her remaining orgasm. “Where do you want…?” But it was too late. He came inside her.
* * * *
It was morning. The sun didn’t lie. They’d been up all night. She’d only fallen asleep a few hours ago and he should let her sleep.
“Roz?”
She hummed and snuggled into him. His heart warmed at that.
“Roz.” He felt guilty but he gently shook her awake anyway. “Roz?”
“Hmm?” she asked, eyes fluttering open. A grin split her face. “Patrick, I’m going to be sore.”
He laughed. That wasn’t why he’d woken her. He loved seeing her like this, though. Sleepy and warm in his bed—golden and so open. “Did you mean it?” He brought her hand to his chest and pressed it over his heart.
“What?” She couldn’t keep her eyes open, and he felt like a really needy asshole, but he did need to know.
“You like me like me?”
She did lift her eyelids to meet his gaze then and slowly nodded. Her eyes closed again. A happy warmth seeped all through him. What the hell was that butterfly sensation, scientifically speaking?
Did it matter? It was awesome.
Patrick brushed her hair from her face. “Roz?”
She didn’t open her eyes, but he was fairly certain she wasn’t quite asleep yet.
“I do too.”
She hummed her question. “Hmm?”
“I’m crazy about you. I like how assertive you are. I like your laugh. I like every single thing about your body. I love how open you can be with me.”
It took noticeable effort, but she finally opened her eyes and kept them open. She smiled and it was everything.