Page 123 of Fourth Point Of Contact

“Okay,” I chuckled. “And what is that?”

“A phobia of bears. I looked it up. It’s a real thing.”

“And here I thought you were getting along with him so well.”

She shrugged, laying back down on my pillow. “Maybe, but now I have nightmares.”

I rolled toward her, hoisting my leg up on the bed and running my palm over her lower belly where my shirt had ridden up. “Yeah? Is there anything good you dream about?”

My hand skimmed higher, brushing against her breasts.

“Plenty.”

Her voice came out as barely a croak, so I brushed my knuckles against the underside of her breasts and bent down, placing an open-mouthed kiss on her belly. “Tell me.”

When she didn’t immediately talk, my eyes met hers and I moved lower, placing another kiss just above her mound.

“I—” She sucked in another breath as I maneuvered myself between her spread legs. My knuckles brushed against her pussy as I waited for her answer.

“Tell me what you dream about.”

I could practically hear her pulse pounding in the dark. Ragged breaths tore from her chest as I continued to tease her, testing her patience.

“You,” she said breathlessly. “I dream of…of you. Like this.”

I slid a finger inside her, pumping lightly. “You dream of this?”

She nodded, gasping when I slid a second finger inside.

“And in this dream, do I do this?” I bent over her pussy and brushed my nose along her crease before giving one long lick.

She cried out, thrusting her fingers into my hair. “Yes!”

“What about this?” When I dove forward this time, I latched onto her clit, sucking harshly as my fingers plunged inside herharder and faster. Animalistic noises left her mouth, driving me forward. Her taste exploded on my tongue and the way she pulled my hair only made me want to make this last longer. Shoving my tongue inside her, I gripped her ass cheeks and hauled her up so I could properly feast on her. Every second was like heaven.

“Patrick!” she called out, her voice ragged and harsh. “I’m—I’m?—”

She didn’t need to say another word. Her legs clamped around me and her whole body shook as she came apart with my tongue inside her. But still, I didn’t release her. I tongue-fucked her until she was boneless and screaming my name.

“Shh,” I chuckled, lowering her body to the bed as I crawled up her, pressing my lips to hers. “Baby, you’re getting a little loud.”

Groaning, she slapped her hands over her mouth, but I didn’t give a fuck. I couldn’t think about who else might hear the beautiful sounds coming from her lips when all I could think about was driving my cock inside her.

“Oh my God!”

“That was fucking amazing.” I lined up my cock, ready to take her. My cock was aching to feel her pussy clench around me.

“Patrick—”

“Baby, you might want to cover your mouth for this.”

She barely covered her lips before I drove hard inside her. My bed bounced against the wall as I fucked her hard. My cast got in the way, but I hoisted her leg up and hiked it over my hip, opening her wide for me. I couldn’t slow down, couldn’t be gentle when all I wanted was to make her come all over my cock.

Her nails dug into my arms as she pulled me flush against her. Then her fingers were in my hair, yanking me toward her as she sealed her lips over mine. Everything slowed around mewith that one kiss. I felt it deep in my chest as she hooked her leg around me and rolled me to my back.

Her beautiful breasts danced before me as she rocked her body against mine. Long nails skimmed against my abs, brushing over them and taking in every detail. I’d never had a woman memorize every inch of me with her hands, and I found I couldn’t stop looking at her, how her eyes took in every detail even in the dark.

Those luscious lips called to me, begging me to taste them again. I sat up, gripping the back of her hair in my fist as I pulled her to my lips in a bruising kiss. Shattered breaths left her lips as she rode me harder, squeezing my cock with every movement. But I didn’t let her go. I held her to me, taking every exhale of hers and inhaling like it were my dying breath.

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