Deceived 6 - Ultimate Deception
pants and shoved them, along with his boxer briefs, down under his hips. He took a step forward and I opened my legs. His eyes locked with mine and his hands moved between us. I felt the tip of his finger ghost over my lips as he moved my panties aside. I’d been damp before but I was thoroughly wet now.
    “You’re soaked,” he said, his voice rough.
    “I need you.” I wrapped my legs around his waist and tried to pull him into me.
    If we’d had more time, he would have teased me until I was begging, but the combination of our surroundings and how long it had been was enough to prompt Patrick to move things along more quickly. He entered me with one quick thrust and we groaned in unison. I held him there, my entire body shuddering as it adjusted to the sudden intrusion.
    “Fuck.” The word was a growl. “I’ve missed this.”
    I put my arms around his neck and leaned back, giving him better leverage. His hands slid up my legs to my hips and he held me tightly as he began to move. His strokes were hard and fast, his grip bruising, and my orgasm built fast. Each thrust took my breath away and still I raised my hips to meet him, driving him deeper. When I felt one of his hands slide between us, his fingers unerringly finding my clit, I knew he was close. His thumb began to make little circles and I whimpered. His touch sent electricity through my body, pushing me that much closer. Our movements were almost frantic as we chased our release, desperate to reach it together.
    Someone banged on the door. “Ryan’s looking for you two.” It was Ricky.
    “We’re coming!” Patrick called out as he picked me up in his arms, holding me close as he thrust up into me.
    The change in angle rubbed him against me in a new way and I tensed; pleasure crashed over me as I came. I tightened around him and that was it. He covered my mouth to keep us both from crying out as he pulsed inside me, the sensation sending an additional ripple through me.
    I clung to him, my tongue tangling with his as we came down from our high. I didn’t want to go back. I wanted to stay right here, Patrick inside me, our bodies joined. I’d almost forgotten the pure bliss that came with making love to my husband. Hard and fast in a bathroom didn’t matter. With him, it wasn’t fucking. It was always making love.
    “If we don’t head back, Ryan will send out a search party.” Patrick spoke against my lips and I could feel his reluctance.
    “Don’t care,” I muttered, even as I unwrapped my legs.
    Patrick reached over and grabbed a handful of paper towels. He handed some to me while he cleaned himself up. “You want a bunch of strangers to come crashing in here, seeing us like this?”
    “Maybe.”
    His head jerked up and I laughed at the look on his face—the entire point of the comment. I wasn’t an exhibitionist, but it was fun to tease.
    “Nobody gets to see you naked but me.” Patrick grabbed me around the waist and pulled me against him. His mouth came down on mine, hard and wanting. I made a sound in the back of my throat as the heat inside me flared again.
    Another knock on the door. “Seriously, guys. Ryan’s going to have a fit if you’re not out here, like, now.”
    Patrick stepped back. “Dammit,” he grumbled as he tucked himself back into his pants.
    Patrick reached for my dress as I adjusted my breasts into the cups of my bra. I grabbed a tissue, folded it several times and stuffed it in front of my nipple. Patrick paused and looked at me. “Leakage,” I said and he pulled several more tissues from the box, folding them as I had done and shoved them in my direction.
    “Hurry.”
    We both broke out laughing as I finished folding and stuffing and, less than two minutes later, we were opening the door to a slightly embarrassed looking Ricky.
    “I knew you two were in there. Damn, don’t you two have a place of our own by now?”
    Patrick laced his fingers through mine and shrugged. “That’s what happens once you

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