CHAPTER 2: ANNIE
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Right now, Annie would agree to almost anything Patrick wanted, as long as he touched her. It’d been days since the last time and she couldn’t stop thinking about him. Right now didn’t count since he was in her home, on top of her in her bed.
He yanked her legs from around his waist and tossed the blankets aside. “Now, where were we?” He lowered himself onto her again.
She opened her legs for him and wrapped her arms around his broad back, sighing at the feel of his muscles and strength under her fingers.
“Mmm,” he moaned a little as she lifted her hips, brushing against his d**k. He was so hard for her. There was no way they wouldn’t f**k. He’d never keep to that rule.
“Kiss me,” she said and pulled his head toward hers.
He held himself above her, his lip
