radiating off of him as he worked his mouth ever closer to where I wanted him. I opened my mouth, gasping for air. A flood of warmth pulsed to my core and the anticipation was exquisite torture. I bit my lip when he paused.
His voice was low, liquid sex, as he asked, “What do you want me to do?”
My face flushed. “Kiss me.”
He pressed his lips against my thigh. “What do you want me to do?”
I moved my legs further apart and his hands circled to the back of my thighs, holding me. He was going to make me say it. “Lick it, damn you.” I practically growled the words.
His voice was teasing, but still sensual. “I don’t think you know what you want. You’re being so vague. Tell me what you want.”
I groaned. I knew he was playing with me and I knew what he wanted. I ran my fingers through the hair on the back of his head since it was all I could reach. “Oh, baby, I want you to lick me. I want your mouth on my pussy. I want your tongue inside me. Your fingers, your cock. I want you inside me.”
“That’s my girl,” he said before burying his face between my legs.
I whimpered even louder, then sucked in a short breath of air through my teeth as his tongue found my clit. I could feel his fingers sliding through my slick folds to tease at my opening as his tongue and lips moved over my clit.
He pulled back just long enough to say, “Damn, baby. I love it when you get this wet for me.”
His tongue ran up the inside of my leg and then delved deep inside me. A wave of pleasure rolled through me once more as he started licking, this time curling his fingers and pushing them inside of me, fucking me with his knuckles. My knees began to tremble as he sucked on my clit, each pull of his mouth making me cry out. I was so close and I knew if I came, I wouldn’t be able to stay standing. He needed to stop, but I didn’t want him to ever stop.
Then, suddenly, he had me lying on my back, on the bed with my legs spread apart and he was kissing me again. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but the way his mouth was moving between my legs was the way I’d felt it against my lips and I whimpered.
Just as I was about to beg him to take me, his mouth was gone and he was standing up. I hadn’t seen him remove his clothes, but they were gone and he was gloriously naked. He crawled up over me, his cock brushing against my stomach as he leaned down to give me a kiss. The angle was awkward, but I put my hand around his neck to hold him a moment longer, letting my tongue explore his mouth as his had explored lower just a short time before.
He moved back down my body, kissing every inch of me, and lingering on my breasts until I pushed against his head, eager for him to finish what he’d started. Then with his tongue, that teasing tongue, he went down on me again, not taking it slow this time as he worked his magic. I moaned and bucked, thrusting my hips up to his mouth, begging, demanding, that he make me come. His tongue flicked and swirled around that bundle of nerves while his fingers pushed deeper inside me, striking and teasing me toward the pinnacle of my orgasm. I gasped as he balled his knuckles up and rotated them against me. I’d never felt anything like it.
“Again,” I begged and he complied.
I felt the tremor of my orgasm coming, rising through my entire body, causing my inner muscles to clench again, and then I let go, crashing over the edge, letting his name roll off my lips as a hot blaze of endorphins sparked every nerve from the tip of my toes to the top of my head.
As I came down, Patrick was kneeling next to me, his fingers lightly brushing over my hair. When I smiled up at him, he leaned down and kissed me again, this one nothing more than a press of lips, but it still sent a wave of heat through me. He offered me his hand and helped me to my knees.
He moved around me carefully, his hands caressing my stomach even as
His voice was low, liquid sex, as he asked, “What do you want me to do?”
My face flushed. “Kiss me.”
He pressed his lips against my thigh. “What do you want me to do?”
I moved my legs further apart and his hands circled to the back of my thighs, holding me. He was going to make me say it. “Lick it, damn you.” I practically growled the words.
His voice was teasing, but still sensual. “I don’t think you know what you want. You’re being so vague. Tell me what you want.”
I groaned. I knew he was playing with me and I knew what he wanted. I ran my fingers through the hair on the back of his head since it was all I could reach. “Oh, baby, I want you to lick me. I want your mouth on my pussy. I want your tongue inside me. Your fingers, your cock. I want you inside me.”
“That’s my girl,” he said before burying his face between my legs.
I whimpered even louder, then sucked in a short breath of air through my teeth as his tongue found my clit. I could feel his fingers sliding through my slick folds to tease at my opening as his tongue and lips moved over my clit.
He pulled back just long enough to say, “Damn, baby. I love it when you get this wet for me.”
His tongue ran up the inside of my leg and then delved deep inside me. A wave of pleasure rolled through me once more as he started licking, this time curling his fingers and pushing them inside of me, fucking me with his knuckles. My knees began to tremble as he sucked on my clit, each pull of his mouth making me cry out. I was so close and I knew if I came, I wouldn’t be able to stay standing. He needed to stop, but I didn’t want him to ever stop.
Then, suddenly, he had me lying on my back, on the bed with my legs spread apart and he was kissing me again. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but the way his mouth was moving between my legs was the way I’d felt it against my lips and I whimpered.
Just as I was about to beg him to take me, his mouth was gone and he was standing up. I hadn’t seen him remove his clothes, but they were gone and he was gloriously naked. He crawled up over me, his cock brushing against my stomach as he leaned down to give me a kiss. The angle was awkward, but I put my hand around his neck to hold him a moment longer, letting my tongue explore his mouth as his had explored lower just a short time before.
He moved back down my body, kissing every inch of me, and lingering on my breasts until I pushed against his head, eager for him to finish what he’d started. Then with his tongue, that teasing tongue, he went down on me again, not taking it slow this time as he worked his magic. I moaned and bucked, thrusting my hips up to his mouth, begging, demanding, that he make me come. His tongue flicked and swirled around that bundle of nerves while his fingers pushed deeper inside me, striking and teasing me toward the pinnacle of my orgasm. I gasped as he balled his knuckles up and rotated them against me. I’d never felt anything like it.
“Again,” I begged and he complied.
I felt the tremor of my orgasm coming, rising through my entire body, causing my inner muscles to clench again, and then I let go, crashing over the edge, letting his name roll off my lips as a hot blaze of endorphins sparked every nerve from the tip of my toes to the top of my head.
As I came down, Patrick was kneeling next to me, his fingers lightly brushing over my hair. When I smiled up at him, he leaned down and kissed me again, this one nothing more than a press of lips, but it still sent a wave of heat through me. He offered me his hand and helped me to my knees.
He moved around me carefully, his hands caressing my stomach even as
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