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Gwendolyn opened her eyes abruptly and met his reddened eyes. The fiery desire in his eyes was burning increasingly brighter at that moment.

Gwendolyn opened her eyes abruptly and met his reddened eyes. The fiery desire in his eyes was burning increasingly brighter at that moment.

“Say it quickly, or I'll stop.”

As of then, she was not doing any better than him either and thought she would feel very uncomfortable if he stopped when they were already at that stage.

With that in mind, she slid her hands to his neck and whispered, “I want you.”

“Who do you want?” The man smiled mischievously and asked again, “Tell me. Who?”

Gwendolyn could not be bothered about her pride anymore.

Anyhow, she reckoned it was not only her who was excited. He was certainly in the same boat as her.

“I want Patrick Lowen. Patrick—”

Before she could speak further, the man took her right there and then.

More than an hour later, Patrick held the petite woman in his arms, his long fingers caressing her dainty face.

“Gwen, let's do it one more time.”

Gwendolyn quickly refused. “No! With your condition, you're not allowed to do it again.”

She should not have let what had transpired earlier happen, but she did not feel like herself then.

Not to mention, she was hot and bothered, and she was sure Patrick was in the same situation as her.

Fortunately, he was fine, and she was also very pleased.

Patrick chuckled softly.

have a long time together

now. Now that my scent lingered on her, she'll never be able to get

that thought, Patrick held Gwendolyn tighter in

that thought, Patrick held Gwendolyn

go to sleep! It's late. We will take the kids to visit my grandparents tomorrow. They miss the

told, she was exhausted and sleepy. Such an activity would consume a

with a grunt, she fell into a

woke up naturally. Because her phone was turned off, the

her eyes, she yawned, evidently still sleepy. I'm so tired. My

of her neck. Her eyes

it was not her

night. It seemed that she was harboring a different type of feeling for him, as though she had grown

walk-in closet. Staring at the rows of white shirts, she slid her fingers

she wore last night could no longer be worn, so she

was very big that it reached over her crotch. Hence, she could wear it like a short

shirt, Gwendolyn walked down the staircase

she could not find him in the living room, she swiveled her eyes around, wondering if he had

turned to head back upstairs, she heard some noises from the kitchen. Tilting her head to the side, she took a glance

of that tall man cooking breakfast in an orderly manner at the counter, Gwendolyn smiled

making breakfast,

of their past came to her mind. At that time, she had to cook breakfast and

breakfast he made

held her

“You're up. You must be hungry,

had woken up because of her hunger. After their vigorous exercise last night, it only made

“You can eat this first. Wait at