"Why do you keep saying that?"
"I just can’t believe it. It so surreal, so un-fucking-believable!"
Dion laughed out loud; she rarely used such language. "I agree, but you’ll get used to it."
He kissed her long and hard as he moved his hands over her body. Rolling over onto his back, he pulled her on top of him and impaled her with his hard cock in one swift movement. She rocked on him, shifting back and forth with her hands braced against his chest. Dion moved his hands up and down her arms.
Sitting back, Patty laced her fingers with his, then pinned him against the bed. Her face was mere inches above his as she continued to slide her pussy up and down his rigid cock. She could see by the expression on his face that he was close to coming and she gently bit his lip. He closed his eyes and moaned, reveling in the feel of hot, wet pussy, and warm, sweet woman assaulting his senses.
"Open your eyes," she whispered hoarsely. "I want to watch when you come in me."
Breaking the hold she had on his hands, Dion sank his fingers into the flesh of her hips and pinned her to his body. He took control of the rhythm and ground his dick deep inside her. Patty wrapped her fingers in his hair, while the hair on his chest rubbed against her nipples.
"Come in me," she panted.
"Come with me," he whispered, and then they both did.
"I love you, Patty," he whispered.
Rising up, she looked into his eyes and smiled. "I know. Your father told me." Seeing the expression on his face, she laughed. "I love you, too."
Then she pressed her mouth to his and they started all over again.
~ End ~
Table of Contents
Dion, Meet Patty
Three Is Not A Crowd
New Possibilities
Down To Work
Seduction
The Goddess Has Spoken
Grounded Page 6