“Then work on that. Because you’re right—Dev is like my family, and I want you to be friends. But as I said, as far as I’m concerned, you have nothing to prove to anyone. You’re the man I want to be with. My anchor in this fucked-up world, grounding me, and we belong together.” I tugged his hand. “Let’s go to bed. Much as I loved having your parents here, no sex for three days has been a killer. I’m dying for you.”
Patrick allowed me to pull him to his feet and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. “We both get noisy. No way could I be inside you and not let loose.” He squeezed my ass, rocking his pelvis against mine, his rapidly thickening cock dragging along mine.
“Isn’t this better than shopping?” I nuzzled his ear, and he growled, his hot breath gusting over my cheek.
We almost tripped in our rush to get to the bedroom. I ripped off my sweats and pulled off my shirt. Patrick’s eyes glowed when I stood naked in front of him.
“Oh, yeah. It’s gonna get very noisy in here.”
We rolled on the bed, my legs tangled with Patrick’s, my heart lost to him. Eyes brimming with lust and longing, he kissed me repeatedly, leaving me trembling with love.
“I wish we could go back. I’d have chosen you over it all.”
“Don’t wish for what can’t be changed. Dream about the possibilities of what can.”
“You. Me. Us. I love you. I’ve always loved you.” Giving me no chance to answer, he covered my mouth with his, sliding his tongue to meet mine, and I sucked it hungrily. He broke the kiss, moving lower and lower, leaving no part of me untouched and unloved. At the first wet press of his lips, my hips bucked, and he licked and sucked.
“Fuck, Patrick, oh God.” I clutched the sheets, my head thrashing on the pillow. Sweat poured down my face, and I tasted salt in my mouth. Every time he touched me, I lost control. “Fuck me. Goddammit. Fuck me.” My cries rose in the air, and his eyes turned feral.
“That’s right. Tell me how much you want me.” With his gaze locked on to mine, he licked three fingers and slipped them into me one by one, working them in and out.
At one point in my lonely life that had been enough, but no longer. I needed his body filling mine, pushing me into the bed, thrusting harder.
“Not…enough…please,” I panted, and the wicked grin that always turned my heart over curved his generous lips.
“You want this?” He stroked his heavy dick, and I swore my ass could feel the burn without him even touching me. I craved him like an addict, only my drug was Patrick Sloane.
“Yeah.” I watched as he slicked himself up. “Oh, yeah. Every perfect inch.”
With a husky chuckle, Patrick slid into me, tantalizingly slow, but stopped. My heart banged in anticipation. His smile broadened, and then he drove in.
“Fal, Fal,” he grunted and snapped his hips, pumping fast. That stiff, probing shaft pierced me to my core, and I moaned, my ass clenching as he continued to drive into me.
“Patrick. More, fuck me, more.”
He increased his pace, the bed creaking with each movement. My dick ached, and I’d barely touched it before I exploded, my come coating our bellies and chest.
“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous. You love this, don’t you?” He pulled out fully, leaving only the tip, then sank in and hovered above me, eyes boring into mine. “You love me?” Picking up the pace, he pounded me through my climax, and I couldn’t respond. Body twitching, I hung on to his muscled biceps and watched as his lips pulled back in a snarl. “Say it.”
“I love you,” I managed. “So damn much.”
At my words, he dug his fingers into my shoulders, and my ass filled with heat. His dick pulsed, and Patrick buried his face in my neck.
“You’re mine.”
We hung on to each other and slept.
**
“Stop being so nervous.” I rested on the bed and watched Patrick change his shirt for the third, no, fourth time. “You’ve known them for years. It’ll be okay.”
Patrick finished buttoning up the new turquoise shirt he’d purchased from Dior. That was after he’d gotten a haircut, a facial, and a manicure.
“Not like this.” He tucked the shirt into his slacks. “Not as your boyfriend.”
Hearing Patrick call himself that sent a thrill through me. I’d awakened in the middle of the night and stared at his bulk next to me in bed, unable to believe this was my life and that we were finally together.
“Dev invited us to dinner. He’s not going to cause a scene.”
