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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.

then. We still have a long time

already mine now. Now that my scent lingered on her, she'll

thought, Patrick held Gwendolyn tighter in

held

go to sleep! It's late. We will take the

Such an activity would consume

a grunt, she fell into a deep

slept in the next morning and woke up naturally. Because her phone was

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

and pushed her long hair to the side of her neck. Her eyes were dim

it was not

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

hands, she trotted into his 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 could only don his

Patrick's shirt was very big that it reached over her crotch. Hence,

only his shirt, Gwendolyn walked down

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

head back upstairs, she heard some noises from the kitchen. Tilting her head to

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

you making

mind. At that time, she had to cook breakfast and dinner for him every day. Back

to eat the breakfast he made one day. That sense of bliss made her feel

her

he said, “You're up. You must

of her hunger. After their vigorous exercise last night, it only made sense

the omelet he had just made and said, “You can