Patrick’s eyes followed her closely; he licked his lips. Amy imagined she could hear his pulse quicken. The sight of him- his heat, his energy, it aroused her in ways she couldn’t explain.
A fierce desire overtook her. It made the hunger she felt for Jack seem inconsequential. She wanted to feel Patrick’s lips on her skin and his cock inside her; to feel his heat and taste his salty skin.
Their bodies met forcefully. Amy kissed him hard. She bit his lower lip and ran her tongue in and out of his mouth.
Patrick pushed her back towards a couch against the far wall. His hands moved over her quickly, first removing her clothes, then unhooking her bra and sliding her underwear off.
Amy had only managed to pull of Patrick’s coat and shirt before he had her on her back.
She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his hard chest. Amy unzipped his pants just as he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head.
Patrick kissed her neck.
Amy’s breasts ached, desperate to feel his touch.
Patrick positioned his hips between her legs and spread them apart. She could feel his hard cock against her thigh. The sensation was enthralling and maddening all at once. She wanted to push his head to her breasts and guide his cock inside her but her hands were still firmly pinned. She struggled against his grip impatiently.
Patrick smiled wickedly. He tauntingly ran his tongue over her nipple making it hard. Amy inhaled sharply. She pushed against him, grinding her body against his cock.
Patrick was stubborn. He pretended not to notice her advances. He liked to take her right to the edge of what she could endure then fuck her hard and fast. It made Amy wild.
Of course there was only so long Patrick could hold out before his desire for Amy betrayed his discipline and now that things had changed… Had they changed? she wondered. Yes, she was his now. The idea excited and scared the both of them. Amy was free from Hunter and Jack’s allure.
Amy found it amusing that Patrick pinned her arms down. Where was she going to go? In truth, she loved it. Her life felt chaotic and at times unmanageable. She wanted Patrick to tie her down, she needed it.
When his lips latched onto her nipple she squirmed with delight. He began to suck gently. The familiar sensation of warmth spread from her breasts down through her body.
His full lips latched onto her securely. Every once and a while his tongue would tickle her nipple sending waves of chills up and down her spine.
The milk flowed through her into Patrick’s mouth smoothly. As he finished with one breast and moved onto the other, she found herself wishing for the first time in her life, that her breasts produced more milk. She could lay around all day with Patrick at her breast.
He bit her nipple playfully, taking it between his teeth and pulling. Amy started laughing and couldn’t stop, it felt like being tickled.
Patrick released her hands and began kissing her breast sweetly. His soft hands kneaded her milky flesh slowly.
He sucked forcefully. Amy ran her hands through his hair and held him to her. She moaned as the pinching sensation on her nipple increased.
Her skin felt like it was on fire. Her hips moved involuntarily. She was wet and on the verge of coming when suddenly he was above her. His hard cock entered her sharply. He fucked her high and hard.
Amy dug her nails into his back as he crashed into her again and again. She climaxed and came long before he finished. His stamina was incredible.
She loved the feeling of his body on top of hers: the way his hot flesh warmed her skin; the sweetness she tasted on his lips and the saltiness of the sweat on his skin…
Patrick came inside her. He laid on top of her, breathing heavily. He pressed his forehead against hers and kissed her lips sweetly. His hot breath gave her the chills. He stared into her eyes and smiled, amused by some memory or quiet thought.
“What?” Amy asked.
Patrick took her hand and kissed her fingers. “I was just thinking of how strange it was- the way we met.”
Amy began to laugh. “Strange is one way of describing it.”
“It’s bizarre the path life takes you on. When you least expect it…” Patrick looked far away. “And now you’re mine.” He smiled and kissed the palm of her hand.
Amy sighed. For the first time in ages she felt truly relaxed. “Life has a way of giving you what you need.”
She ran her fingers through his hair and thought of everything they’d experienced. Suddenly she realized she’d been wrong in assuming they were at the end. This was the beginning- this was the life she’d fought for and almost lost.
Now as Patrick held her, her painful past receded from view. She felt as if she was drifting out to sea, a pleasant current taking her away. Amy didn’t know where this path would take her, but she could say with confidence that her life was finally beginning.
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