Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 74

Patrick really kept his promise, trying all the positions in the video one by one.

Amelia also enjoyed it and kicking the ashtray on the table to the ground by mistake.

The secretary outside the door was shocked, thinking Mr. Hopper was beating Madam Amelia.

By the time Patrick withdrew his "little brother", Amelia was so tired that didn't want to move anymore,

while Patrick felt refreshed and cleaned her pudenda.

Since there might be colleagues coming in at any time, Amelia Ramsay braced herself up and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you let go of me now?"

To be honest, this kind of posture was very desiring more or less. Once he looked at it, he wanted one more sex.

Considering it's working hours, Patrick could only let it go and lowered himself to untie the tie on her wrists.

When he stayed there, the hair on his forehead would hang down to her eyelids, feeling itchy.

The closer he got, the more his sweat was seen, the more Amelia wanted to kiss him as appreciation.

When she was about to put this idea into action, Patrick had already sat up, with the tie in his left hand, which looked like a sisal rope.

Patrick simply threw it aside, stood up, and picked up a backup one from the drawer.

Seeing that he quickly turning into working mode, Amelia stood up from the sofa. There were some red marks on her hands as they had been tied. With the background of her white and smooth skin, the marks looked embarrassed.

After tidying up his collar, Patrick saw that.

Amelia couldn't help putting her

Five... three... One...

unwillingness, Patrick took her hand and rubbed the marks, frowning and saying, "I'm

was about to say something,

asked his secretary to

one in her purse and gave it

Patrick thanked her.

the first time

him like a little child. Patrick's heart softened and said, "Give me your

ointment, Amelia reached out her

finger, Patrick applied it on her wrist and then rubbed it wider tenderly, as if he was serving an expensive glass vase.

her skin, asking, "Do you need massage

hint of malicious intention in his words and

on her neck shouldn't be seen by others. Well...

took a step

for a long time, Amelia felt

into her eyes and joked, "One

her ears and said with a burning face,

hint of mischievous light flashed in Patrick's eyes and asked, "Do you still remember the meeting? Take a

Mr. Hopper wanted her

"No! I've been here with

somewhat unhappy, saying, "You are my wife,

bitter, "I'm thinking about it

remembered that he refused to introduce

stared at her with his deep eyesight. Finally, he let go of the hands-on her

hour later, in the