CHAPTER 33 - MAKE ME YOURS

“Mr. Morgan...” - I sighed in an uncontrollable plea - “I want more...”

“It's hard to resist when you ask me like that, Miss Lis.” - Patrik captured my lips hungrily, his hand gripping my thigh firmly as he delved even deeper into my warm interior.

Between moans interrupted by fiery kisses, I arched my hip in search of an even deeper fit, longing for the fullness of his presence. His bite on my neck was followed by the warmth of his lips on my breasts. His movements were controlled, staying firm and not fully penetrating me.

With my arms wrapped around his neck, I caressed his hair, running my hands down his back as my teeth found the relief of his shoulder. I fixed my gaze on his, determined to satisfy my burning desire, which stirred and clamored for him without restraint.

“I want more!” I let out my voice, choked by nervousness and the urgency of my needs. My mind cried out for his presence, ignoring the limits of professionalism, wishing only to be taken by him, and surrendering m