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Chapter 4: I'm a Cheat

I push myself up on my elbows so that Patrick needs to sit up. I bend down to quickly kick off my other shoe.

I look back at Patrick with a huge grin, put my hands against his chest and push him down.

"My turn to be on top…" I smile devilishly at him, as I sit across his crotch.

I move my hips a little to cause friction through our clothes on his hard dick. Patrick moans a bit. But I'm in no hurry... If we're gonna do this I might as well take my time and really enjoy it.

The hunger in Patrick's eyes is even more apparent now, he looks at me sort of pleadingly as he moves his hands to try and remove my top.

"Nuh uh!" I say and wiggle my finger at him and shake my head. "Not so fast… As I said, my turn!"

"Damn!" Patrick says with a glint of humor in his eyes and he rests his hands on my hips instead, pressing me down towards him. "Fucking cock tease!" he's grinning, so I know he likes it…

"Maaaaaybe…" I wink at him as I start on the buttons in his shirt. Slowly...

I reveal Patrick's pale skin, with the exact right amount of chest hair. I see that he's got some stretch marks around his stomach, from being heavy before but I couldn't care less. I think Patrick is absolutely the epitome of perfection!

"You're perfect…" I whisper, my voice a bit horse with passion and lust.

My comment seems to make Patrick happy. I stroke my hands over his bare skin, using my nails a bit occasionally, and I bend down to kiss him all over the chest and belly. I hear a sharp intake of air and a second later a deep throat moan. Oh fuck, he is so sexy!

I kiss my way up from his chest, pause a bit on Patrick's neck, he's rewarding me with more moans, and finally back to his lips. Patrick grabs a firm hold on the back of my head and presses me lightly against his warm, wet lips. He moves his other hand to squeeze my ass.

As we're kissing I begin to grind my hips slowly again. Patrick gives an incredibly sexy animalistic growl, puts both his hands on my back and sits up while I'm still in his lap. He throws off his shirt;

"I'm sorry baby, but I can't take it any more… You're too goddamned sexy!" he says with a deep voice.

I almost come right then and there. That voice! That fucking sexy voice!

Patrick pushes me lightly off his lap and takes a hold of the hem of my top and looks at me with raised eyebrows, as if to ask if it's okay. I nod with a smile. He tears it off me quickly. He studies me carefully and smiles wide:

"God…you're absolutely gorgeous…" he looks really pleased.

I smile, blush and look down.

"Thank you…" I whisper.

Patrick lifts up my chin to look at him.

"It's the truth…" and he gives me the most amazing kiss. Soft yet firm, slow yet eager, lips yet tongue.

We press our bodies together. Patrick's skin on mine feels absolutely fantastic! We kiss for a while again, touching each other. Patrick is cupping my breasts through my bra and squeezing them gently, as he's kissing me on the neck.

"Mmmmmm…" I hear myself moan.

And suddenly I feel my hands going where I've been too nervous to think about. I'm cupping Patrick's hard dick on top of his jeans with one hand while the other starts on his belt buckle. As I'm moving my cupping hand a bit, Patrick moans. I get the buckle undone and open his pants. Patrick stands up and the jeans fall to the floor. He kicks them off and takes off his socks. He's got sexy black boxer-briefs on and his hard cock is poking behind the fabric. Oh lord!

Patrick pulls me up from the sofa and undress me down to my bra and panties. He stops to look at me. Then he just smiles:

"Damn…"

I giggle and say:

"Right back 'atcha."

Patrick's touching me all over my body. His hands feel amazing, soft and eager. Soon one of his hands are on top of my panties and massages me through them. Fuck… I moan loudly…

I hear Patrick's breathing getting heavy. I run my hands down his chest and once again I cup his hard on with one hand and squeeze his cute ass with my other. He moans too…

Patrick runs his hands up my body, kisses me on the shoulder as he pulls down my bra strap. He smoothly opens my bra and lets it fall to the floor. He caresses my breasts, kisses them, sucks a bit on them.

Patrick pushes me gently but forcefully back to the sofa. He gestures for me to lay down. He watches me with hunger and horniness burning in his eyes:

"I wanna taste you so bad…" he whispers softly.

"Yes…" I say quietly.

He sits down on top of me, bends down and starts kissing me on my breasts. As Patrick works his way down with his lips, he's slipping off my underwear with his fingers. A second later I feel his warm breath on my pussy. He starts off just kissing lightly. I put my thighs up on his shoulders and cross my ankles on his back. He begins to slowly lick me… Oh, shit… I already know I won't last long…

I look down to see his face between my thighs. It's the fucking sexiest thing I've seen in my life. Patrick looks up at me, without stopping what he's doing. He's smirking and keeps licking me with even more enthusiasm. This man really knows what he's doing… It feels incredible!

I throw my head back and moan loudly. My breathing becomes really fast and shallow. He's massaging my clitoris with his fingers as he's licking me slowly and enjoyably. He licks fast, slow, hard, easy, fast, slow... Oh, shit… here we go… I look down at him a second before I reach climax, moan even more...

"Oh Patrick… I'm coming…" and I throw my head back, scream out in pleasure and everything goes black.

The orgasm is pulsating through my body for quite a while. As I calm down, I'm panting, my heart rate is ridiculiously high and the smile on my face is just as ridiculous…

Patrick lies down on his side next to me, leaning the side of his head on his hand and his other hand is carefully removing some sweaty strands of hair from my face. He is smiling down at me:

"That was fucking amazing…" he says sweetly.

I'm still catching my breath:

"You're telling me…? That was too unbelievable for words even…Thank you..."

Patrick gives me a kiss on the forehead and stands up:

"You want some water?"

"Yes! Please..."

He walks over to the fridge, takes out a bottle of water and returns to the sofa. He hands it to me, I prop myself up a bit and drink half the bottle in one go. I pass it back to him where he's standing next to the sofa and he drinks.

I get aware that Patrick still has a hard on. Awww, poor guy! Time to help him out I believe…

Without a word I get up and take the almost empty plastic bottle from him and throw it down. I pull down his underwear swiftly. My God, his cock is absolutely perfect! I study him in all his nakedness for a bit. Patrick is glorious! I smile appreciatively at him. He seems both pleased and a bit shocked at my forwardness.

I push Patrick down to a sitting position in the sofa and place myself on my knees on the floor between his legs. I glance up at him as I grab a hold of his cock. He is just grinnig sexy. I smile back.

My mouth goes over his dick and I go to work. Patrick immediately lets out a groan. I feel him get even harder almost straight away. I stroke his length with my hand as I tease him with my tongue. He's moaning loudly as he intwines his fingers in my hair. I'm tickling the tip of his cock with the tip of my tongue. I look up at him. Patrick is watching me with fire burning in his eyes, then I start jerking him as I suck hard on the head of his dick. He leans his head back and just lets out a long:

"Ooooohhh God…"

Holy shit! He is so fucking sexy! Really soon Patrick's breathing is getting even more heavy and the moans escalate. His grip on my hair gets harder and I hear he's about to come:

"Fuuuuuck…" he screams as he comes all over my breasts.

Patrick leans his head back and catches his breath. He closes his eyes for a second, sits up a bit and tilts his head down to look at me. He bends forward and gives me the most satisfied grin, as he plants a tiny kiss on my lips.

Without a word he stands up, walks over to the make-up mirror and grabs the box of tissues from the table. As he returns, he hands them to me.

"The constant gentleman," I smile and dry myself off and sit on the edge of the sofa.

Patrick smiles back at me and sits beside me, he cups my face and says:

"You are, without a doubt, absolutely fucking fantastic! Thank you!" staring straight into my eyes.

Those eyes! I melt.

"Thanks…You're not so bad yourself," I smile cheekily.

Patrick chuckles as he stands up and hands me his shirt and my panties. I put them on, buttoning a few buttons in the shirt, as I smell the collar, mmmmm. He puts his boxers on, picks up the water bottle and makes himself comfortable beside me, resting one of his arms on the head rest. I snuggle up into his chest, pull my legs up beside me and put one arm across Patrick's body. He plants a kiss on top of my head, and exhales loudly.

We just sit quietly for a while not looking at each other.

"I love my girlfriend…" Patrick says slowly. I can't see his face but he sounds determined.

"Yeah, I love my man too," I tell him truthfully.

"It's just this, you know… dammit, I don't know… I've never cheated on her before…" he sighs and continues, "I don't know what's so special about you…" he touches my face and makes me look at him, "I just want you so fucking badly!"

"Yeah, me too… uh… I mean, I've never cheated before either, and I want you real badly too… so much it scares me…" I blush.

Patrick looks like he's doing some quick thinking.

"Okay, I'll make you a deal…" he suggests, "since it's already too late, we've already cheated… Let's make the most of this one night we have and then we never talk about it again?" Patrick looks sort of desperate.

"Deal…" I say.

I lean my head back on his chest and wonder what he meant by "the most of this one night"… Does it mean what I hope it means…? I still want him!

He's running his fingers up and down my back slowly. He pulls my face up towards his and says:

"Do me a favor…? Relax!" and he's kissing me again with a sense of desperation.

And I just do what he asks: relax! What's the point of worrying now? We only have this night anyhow…

I place myself across his lap and I kiss him back with the same desperation as him and with a fever running through my body.

"I want you…" Patrick mumbles as he's kissing me.

"I want you too…" I mumble back, "inside me…"

"Oh God! Yes…" he mumbles.

During this mumbling conversation, we're still kissing each other and only occasionally opening our eyes to look at one another.

"I so badly want to feel you around me…" he keeps mumbling and never stops kissing me.

Patrick has got his hard on back and his dick is poking me through our underwear. I once again start moving my hips in small circles. We are both moaning slightly as we never stop the amazing kissing.

Patrick is unbuttoning his shirt that I'm wearing, all the while kissing me down my neck. He grabs my breast and sucks on the nipple, nibbling a bit. Jesus! He get's me so horny.

Then he suddenly stops and looks at me with realization:

"Shit! I don't have any condoms…" he says slowly.

Dammit! But then I remember that I probably have some in my bag, since it's the only kind of protection I use during sex.

"Wait… I think I might have some…" I get off him and walk over to my bag.

I ruffle around the bottom of the bag for a bit and then I actually find a couple of condoms.

"Eureka!" I say as I walk back to Patrick on the sofa, holding the condoms up in the air.

He smiles hugely and whispers:

"Hallelujah…" he takes them from me and puts them on the table beside him. "Now, where were we?" he grabs me around the waist and pulls me down on top of him again.

We kiss again, he removes the shirt all together and shifts his body and lays me down with him on top of me.

Our hands are all over each other, massaging, rubbing, squeezing… Patrick's moving his hips slowly against me and my whole body is screaming for him to enter me. He starts to rub my pussy through the fabric and I throw my head back and moan loudly.

Then the horniness takes me over completely, I grab Patrick's head by the hair, stare at him demandingly and growl:

"Fuck me already!"

Patrick answers by ripping off my panties. He stands up and drops his boxer-briefs on the floor. His dick is super hard! He picks up a condom and with experience and ease, he gets it on fast.

Patrick gets down on his knees between my legs where I still lie, waiting for him impatiently. He pulls my legs up on his shoulders and places his cock at my opening. He's rubbing it gently against me and I moan even more. I watch him pleadingly…

"Please Patrick…"

He enjoys teasing me, even though I can see that he wants it as much as I do.

"Please what?" he asks with a deep voice.

"Please fuck me! I need your cock in m…" my last words are cut off by Patrick's hard thrust.

I let out an ooooooooh… and my eyes roll back in my head. He feels amazing! He's pumping me deep, hitting my spot dead on. God! He's gonna make me come right now…

Patrick's groaning a bit, rolling his hips a little and then thrusts even harder. He slows down a bit, leans down and whispers breathlessly in my ear:

"Not fair… You feel too amazing! I'm gonna have to slow down a bit or you'll make me come right now…"

I giggle and whisper:

"I was just thinking the same… Dammit Patrick! You can make me come with your voice alone…"

Patrick pushes back up and picks up the pace again. He's fucking me both deep and hard now, slamming into me again and again. He moans loudly. I'm also moaning and whining. I'm starting to near climax again. I'm begging Patrick to just keep going. Yes, FUCK YEEEEES… The second I come I scream out his name and I just explode!

Patrick looks down at me with a very smug look on his face, as he keeps grinding some. Oh hell no! I narrow my eyes and glare at him. He smiles, but still looks a little bit too pleased with himself.

I push him away from me, get up and push him back down again. I straddle his cock and begin to ride him slowly:

"Well, let's see how long you'll last Mr. Smug" I say teasingly.

"Oh damn…" he says and starts to moan right away.

I move my hips, in circles, in eights, back and forth. I pick up the pace and slow it back down again. Patrick's groaning and moaning. He is unbelievingly sexy! And the fact that it's me who gets him to sound like that is fucking awesome! I grin from ear to ear. Patrick sees it:

"Now who's smug…?" he says hoarsely.

"Oh shut up!" I smile and lean down to kiss him.

Patrick lifts up his ass a little and grinds back against my grinds as we're kissing. I sit back up and fuck, there his cock hits my spot again. I ride him harder and faster. Harder, faster, harder, faster, har…

"Fuuuuck... I'm coming…" Patrick groans and grabs a hold of my ass to thrust himself hard into me and he moans my name.

That does it for me… To hear that voice - Patrick's voice - moan my name in pleasure. I explode one more time and for a couple of glorious seconds we're in total ecstasy at the same time.

I slump down over his sweaty chest. Our breathing is hard and I feel Patrick's heart beating a mile a minute. I get off him to lie down next to him and he holds out his arm for me to lie on. A tiny smile crosses his lips as he stares at the ceiling:

"That was…" he turns to look at me, "un-fucking-believable!"

"Mmmm…" is all I answer.

We lay together in the silent aftermath, butterflies subsiding but we can never look back…

THE END

Author's notes: I hope you enjoyed this story! There is a sequel to this called "When I Made You Cry" if you feel like reading some more. Thank you!