CAPÍTULO 35 - RETORNO A SEATTLE

POV: ELISABETH

Patrick skillfully led me into the room, gently depositing me on the bed before positioning himself over me. With skill, he untied the belt of my robe, letting it fall with a deliberate gesture, while a broad smile adorned his face, illuminated only by the fireplace light.

“You are exquisite, my dear,” he sighed, his lips finding my neck as his hands explored my body, tracing a path that ended at my waist. “I owe you a night of liberation.”

“Mr. Morgan...” I murmured, nervously biting my lip, subdued by a shyness that the previous intoxication had disguised. “There's no need; we can just sleep. We have plans in the morning and...”

My protests were interrupted when his warm tongue invaded my mouth without warning, making me gasp as I clutched the bedsheets, writhing under his voracious caresses. He teased me with his tongue around my thighs, finding my sensitive spot and eliciting shivers of pleasure. As he deepened the movements, I felt my inner walls contract with desi