Chapter 21: Unexpected Romance
I woke up to Patrick’s solid erection pressed between the back my thighs and his pelvic bone against my bottom. I honestly couldn’t recall when a man carried out a job like that, and thought it an extraordinary feeling of lust. Chris, my ex, hated to be touched in bed during sleep. He stayed curled in a ball and miles away from me. Patrick, on the other hand, was awake and ready to start something adult and crazy that I couldn’t comprehend. His smooth and warm breath caressed my neck, and his palm and fingers glided along my chest, grazing n*****s, navel, and abs. I rolled on my back, which he conceived as an invitation to kiss me. His lips dragged along the surface of my neck, a bare shoulder, and then my lips.
When he pulled away, he said in a groggy morn
