So Wrong

We watched one another as his cock thrust its way inside me, my incredible wetness still resisting him slightly. I guess my body was giving a little fight of its own, but of course Patrick won. He was finally completely and deeply inside, and his beautiful face smiled contentedly as his forehead rested on mine.

At first it was slow and incredibly arousing. He’d push forward and rest inside for a few moments, quietly taking me in with his eyes and body, before leisurely pulling out. Then he’d give me a fast and harsh thrust for good measure, just to remind me who I was dealing with.

It wasn’t long before the lust overflowed and took us over, and his fucking grew purposeful and quick. His eyes clenched shut as he moved against me. My own body helplessly rose up to meet his heavy waves.

We made dreadful sounds, but everything that came out of Patrick’s throat was delectable to my ears. For an instant coherent—and frightening—thoughts came to me, like how I wanted to do this all the time,