sweetheart.”
Simone
lifted her hips slowly, not liking the vulnerability of the position. It made
her feel too open and exposed.
Patrick
slid a pillow under her pelvis and pushed her legs open. She took a deep breath
to calm herself as Patrick lay on top of her, his hands braced on either side
of her head.
He
bent down and whispered into her ear. “You ready for this, gorgeous girl? I
want to ride you ‘til you scream my name.”
Simone
clenched the pillow beneath her head and tilted her pelvis up once again. Her
body was throbbing, aching for penetration. “God, yes please.”
The
thick head of Patrick’s penis nudged her outer lips and she opened herself to
him. It was as natural as breathing. He thrust slowly into her, filling her
until she arched her back with a scream.
“Oh God!” She was so
stretched, so full, yet that ache was sated. So good.
He
began to retreat and Simone instantly wanted him back. She was empty without
him.
“More,”
she begged, moving back to follow him and he thrust forward again.
“Ah
...” Simone moaned and Patrick bent down to bite her ear gently as he truly
began to ride her.
She
closed her eyes and let the little moans and gasps that rose to the surface escape her lips and surround them. Patrick liked her loud and
she could definitely do that.
He
was moving faster now and Simone’s whole world seemed centered around that
place between her thighs. She tilted her hips up a little more and heat flooded
her lower body. Tingles of sensation wove magic down her legs and fireworks exploded
inside her belly.
“Ah,
Patrick, oh ...”
Patrick
grunted above her and moved faster, his thick cock penetrating her deep,
rubbing over that extra sensitive spot inside her. She gasped and a moan
escaped her lips, sweat beaded her forehead and her cheeks flushed with heat.
“Come
on, baby.” He moved harder and harder, doing a little snap with his hips that
tightened her belly to an extreme point of pleasure. Lights began to sparkle on
the edge of her vision and she arched up.
“Patrick!”
She screamed his name over and over as pulses of pleasure rippled through her
belly and down the backs of her legs. Pushing her up and out of this world,
then letting her free fall into a body still wracked with spasms of pleasure.
Patrick
gave one more thrust, pushing hard into her and Simone felt him pulsing deep
inside. She would love to feel the glide of his skin, feel the actual pulsing
of his cock inside her, but it was too soon.
She
collapsed forward with a groan and he gently slid out of her.
Panting,
she watched as he moved from the bed, cleaned himself up, and slid back onto the
bed with her.
She
closed her eyes and grumbled as her newly sensitive tissues complained. “Now
I’m sore!”
Patrick
smiled kindly and rubbed her back as she pulled the blanket up and moved the
pillow back to the top of the bed.
“What’s on for your day?”
Simone stretched, feeling sore but awake and buzzing. She turned
onto her side to look at Patrick, his amazing blue eyes roaming over her face.
“I have a baby shower for my cousin around lunchtime.”
Patrick dropped a soft kiss on her lips as naturally as can be.
“Are you free for dinner?”
Simone nodded, elated that he really did want more than just one
night with her. He had said he did; he had said a lot of things. She didn’t
think he was lying, but it was natural for her to be a little bit cautious.
He smiled happily but said nothing else. Really, that was it?
She wasn’t letting him get away with that.
“Why, Patrick? Would you like to do something for dinner?”
For a moment her brilliant ex-professor looked confused, his
brows drawn together. Then he gave her a shy, heart breakingly beautiful smile. “Would you like to go out for dinner tonight, Simone?”
She gave him her biggest smile, thrilled that he had understood
what she had needed so quickly.
“I’d love to.”
He kissed her again, longer and hotter this time.