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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.

still have a long time together

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

thought, Patrick held Gwendolyn

thought, Patrick held Gwendolyn tighter in

late. We will take the kids

an activity would consume a

grunt, she fell into a

Because her phone was turned off, the

tired. My legs

her long hair to the side of her neck. Her eyes were dim with sleep as

then did she realize it was not

smile played about her lips as she thought of what happened last night. It seemed that she was harboring a different type of

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

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

shirt was very big that it reached over her crotch. Hence, she could

only his shirt, Gwendolyn

find him in the living room, she swiveled her eyes around, wondering if he had gone

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

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

you making breakfast, Mr.

cook breakfast and dinner for him every day. Back then, he was like a master, and she was

eat the breakfast he made

held her

voice, he said, “You're up. You

her hunger. After their vigorous

the omelet he had just made and said, “You can eat this first. Wait at the dining