Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 564

Chapter 564 Showing Off

Upon returning to his room, Kevin tossed his shirt on the bed and called Patrick.

In Patrick's bedroom, the bed was a mess.

Gwendolyn opened her eyes when she heard the phone ringing. “It's your phone.”

At that moment, Patrick was so occupied that he couldn't be bothered to answer the phone. “Ignore it. Let's continue.”

Gwendolyn stopped paying attention to the phone.

Patrick went for it again and again, and Gwendolyn cooperated with him.

While she was very proactive, by the end, she couldn't take it anymore. “I can't continue, Patrick. I'm exhausted.”

Patrick gazed at her fair skin and the marks he had left on it. They further weakened his self-control.

He narrowed his eyes and said naughtily, “But I'm not satisfied yet. What should we do?”

Gwendolyn raised her hand. “Will this do?”

A mischievous grin settled on his countenance as he pushed his member toward her mouth. “Suck it.”

Her mouth was half open as she stares at his thing. Can I?

Of course, Gwendolyn didn't reject his request. Since I intended to make this night unforgettable for him, I obviously need to do something special.

Under his guidance, she held his member with a trembling hand and opened her small mouth.

By the time their intimate session was over, it was almost dawn. Gwendolyn shut her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Patrick tidied himself and wiped her body with a warm towel.

At that moment, she had no energy left to feel embarrassed or resist his actions.

When he exited the bathroom, he saw that she was already sleeping soundly. He stood beside the bed and looked at her for a while.

Then, he glanced at the phone on the table. Who called me last night and disturbed us?

He grabbed his phone and dialed the last caller's number.

Having been woken up by the call, Kevin cursed, “Who the f*ck's calling me so late at night? I'm sleeping here!”

Patrick lit a cigarette, placed it between his lips, and took a puff. It feels great to have a smoke after sex. “Why did you call?”

Upon hearing Patrick's voice, Kevin snapped out of his anger. “I called you at around ten last night, Pat. It's half past four in the morning right now. Who in the world calls at this hour?”

“I was busy earlier, but I'm finished now.”

Kevin's drowsiness instantly vanished when he heard Patrick showing off. “D*mn! Were you trying to kill yourself? Do you have a headache right now?” Is he still okay after f*cking for hours? Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Patrick exhaled a ring of smoke and smiled. “Not at all. In fact, I'm feeling very pleased right now.”

Kevin was petrified. I hate that he's bragging about his amazing life.

After coughing lightly a few times, he suggested, “It's getting late, Pat. You should rest. Your health is important. Don't sacrifice it for short-term pleasure. There's still a long life ahead of you. You should plan for the future.”

Patrick was in such a great mood that he didn't feel sleepy. “As long as I have her, I won't allow myself to die. Don't worry.”

Kevin cursed in his mind, Godd*mmit! What kind of best friend is he? I can't believe he's shamelessly flaunting his love life on a call!

“So, why did you call me?” Patrick asked.

It was then Kevin recalled his mission. “I did as you requested and asked Rosalie where she got the ring. She said a man gifted it to her and that she also didn't know where to buy it.”

Patrick fell silent upon hearing that. His eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly while his tone grew colder as he asked, “How old is your sister?” Is it possible that Rosalie was the person I slept with back then?