Page 140 of Sweet Days


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foot. So I run into the bedroom and lock the door.

“Erin, please.”

“Go away, Patrick.”

“I’m not going anywhere and I swear to you,

I’ll kick down this fucking door if you don’t open

it.”

I back away from the door as soon as I start to

hear him punching it.

A few hits and the door gives way to his weight.

I cover my mouth with my hand and let out a

terrified scream of surprise and he doesn’t miss a

second, coming right at me and wrapping me up in

his secure embrace and covering my mouth with

his.

It’s not a delicate kiss, it’s not sweet. It’s strong

and raw and possessive.

Patrick eats my lips, he bites them with his

teeth, he sucks them and then he licks them in this

vortex of emotions. I completely lose control

because my hormones are going nuts and I want to

feel him inside of me right now.

He takes off my top and throws it on the floor

and his shirt ends up right next to mine a second

later. I don’t have anything on under it, I haven’t

had time to buy anything for my new chest size

and at the sight of my bare amplified breasts, he

lets out a growl that I can feel on every inch of my

body.

He lifts me as if I hadn’t put on ten pounds and

lays me on the bed. He kneels in front of me and