Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 121

Patrick snorted, and he was in a better mood.

Amelia lowered her head and opened the bag. After seeing the black dress inside, she asked in surprise, "What's this?"

She would not be so narcissistic as to think that Patrick would specially buy a dress for her.

Patrick looked at her and said blandly, "A dress."

"For me?" Amelia's eyes were shining. Not only because of the light of the jewels on the dress, but also because of Patrick. She was touched.

But what Patrick said next let her down, "I gave it to you because it doesn't fit Paisley."

The sweet smile on Amelia's face disappeared. She thought that Patrick chose the dress for her specially and wanted to give her a surprise.

But this was a second-hand dress left by Paisley.

In a fit of anger, Amelia stuffed the dress back into the bag and said firmly, "I don't want it."

Patrick sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. He tapped his knee lightly with his fingers and asked unhappily, "Why? Don't you like it?"

He seldom bought a gift for a women, so he couldn't accept Amelia's refusal.

Amelia said with a fake smile, "I don't deserve such a beautiful dress. Is that okay?"

Patrick said resolutely, "I bought you this and you have to wear it.." "What I should wear depends on myself." Amelia said stubbornly.

"Really?" Patrick sneered. He felt that he really needed to give her a lesson.

He stood up from the sofa and walked to Amelia in a few steps. Then he raised his hand, grabbed her wrist accurately and dragged her into the bedroom, "Since you don't want to, I have to change it for you personally."

Amelia couldn't get rid of Patrick's hands. She was exasperated and patted his strong arm, "Let me go!"

Patrick ignored her words, dragged her to the door of the master bedroom with one hand and quickly opened the door with the other hand.

Then, he pushed Amelia to the bed.

Her black hair naturally scattered on the white sheets, which looked so beautiful.

Amelia's face was pale. Fortunately, she fell down on the bed. Otherwise, her head would be hurt if she fell down on the ground.

Staring down at her, Patrick took out the gorgeous dress from the bag, bent down and said to her with threatening as well as coaxing, "I'll ask you the last time, do you want to wear it yourself or let me do it for you?"

Amelia glared at Patrick angrily, and her heart was filled with grievances. Why did she have to wear a dress left by Paisley?

Did Patrick have to insult her like this in order to feel happy?

Patrick buried his head in her neck and said flirtatiously, "Mrs. Hopper, in fact, you want me to help you change your clothes. Now you are staring at me in a daze to seduce me, right?"

Amelia's face flushed with anger, "I am not as shameless as you!"

After saying that, she took the smooth dress in his hand and said with grievance, "I can wear it by myself. Go out now!" This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

But Patrick refused to leave. He crossed his arms over his chest and sat by the bed, waiting for her to take off her clothes.

Amelia was awkward, "Mr. Hopper, can't you go out?"

Patrick smiled but didn't leave, "I can't rest assured, so I have to watch you here."

Amelia couldn't stand him anymore, "I've already followed your instructions. Why can't you rest assured?"

"You seem to be overly self-sentimental. I can't rest assured about the dress, not you. Let me guess, if I go out now, will you use a scissor to cut it into a pile of rags?"

Amelia felt guilty when she saw Patrick's eyes.

He knew her mind very well. Forget it. She wanted to wear it first, then told him that the dress didn't fit her, and let him take it back to Paisley.

While thinking about it, Amelia turned around. When she took off her shirt, Patrick panted heavily. He was attracted to her body.

As for Amelia, she just wanted to changed into the dress in a hurry.

After taking off her shirt, she immediately put the dress on top of her head, and then got up to let the hem of the dress naturally hang down.

Patrick glanced at her lower body with a playful look and said in a low voice, "Mrs. Hopper, your jeans are still on." "I know! Can't I put on the dress before taking off my jeans?" Amelia said grumpily. She was not so stupid as to let him see her naked body!

But in Patrick's heart, her legs were not the sexiest after wearing the dress.

Her beautiful back and slender waist were so sexy and attractive.

By the time Amelia completely took off her jeans, Patrick was already burned with sexual desire. All he wanted to do was to held her in his arms and kiss her from her white shoulder.

"Ouch!" When Amelia put her hand on her back and was about to zip up the dress, she found that the zipper was designed in a rather tricky position. She got cloth rolled up to the zipper.

Glancing from the corner of the eye, she saw the teasing smile on Patrick's face. She didn't want to be laughed at by him. While the more anxious she was, the tighter the zipper got stuck.

After a long time, Amelia still couldn't zip up the dress. She lowered her sour arms and looked at Patrick with a discouraged look...

Patrick looked at her and smiled, "Mrs. Hopper, do

you need help?"

Amelia cursed him as a pervert in her heart!

Although she knew his purpose, she couldn't do anything about it, because she needed him to pull up the zipper for her.

She endured her depression and said yes reluctantly.

Hearing this, Patrick smiled in smug satisfaction. Then he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

With a low groan, Amelia fell into his strong arms. Patrick put his chin against her head and looked at her almost naked back. Then he put his hand on her back and begun to flirt with her.

"Can you hurry up?" Amelia urged him shyly. He moved too slowly that she couldn't feel that he was helping her to pull the zipper.

"Hurry up?" Patrick deliberately misunderstood her meaning and said, "A man can never hurry up on bed."

Amelia's face blushed. She twisted her body and tried to get rid of Patrick's big hand, "I don't need your help. You're playing with me!"

Listening to her complaints and then looking at her blushing cheeks, Patrick couldn't hold on any longer.

He suddenly pressed Amelia under his body and begun to take off her dress.