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Chapter 2
I was at Angel and Kings where Patrick had asked me to meet him. I was still waiting on him to get there, it was already almost 10. I sat at the bar, not drinking until he got there just trying to be courteous. I sighed thinking he'd forgotten or changed his mind when I heard someone clear their throat, I turned around and was trapped in the most soul binding brown eyes I'd ever seen. He was firm with tattoos covering his arms and a playful smirk played on his inviting lips.
"I noticed you came in here and sat at the bar, but you're not drinking...waiting on a date?" he asked curiously
I shrugged.
"I think he stood me up." I said almost laughing as I felt the agony in the pit of my stomach.
He frowned a little.
"Well...he's missing out on quite a cute little number." he said with a wink
I blushed, feeling his eyes burn holes through me.
"The name's Pete...what's yours?" he asked with a sexy half smile.
I giggled a little.
"Charlie..." I said nervously.
He smiled as he looked me over.
"Well Charlie, may I buy you a drink? and maybe we can move this party to a private room?" he asked smoothly.
I withdrew a little.
"I'm not sure..."
He laughed a little.
"I meant that as innocently as possible, I swear...I respect women." He said with a soft smile.
I smiled back and felt my heart melt.
"Alright."
He got me a bourbon and coke and himself a beer, I felt a fire burning deep inside my soul just staring at this man who now was alone with me. I couldn't help but just glow from the excitement.
"So can I ask a personal question before I go?" he asked sipping his beer.
I was on my second bourbon and coke,
"Sure." I said with a cute smile.
"Can I get your number?" he asked
I bit my lip.
"Give me a good reason I should..." I said flirtatiously.
He smiled back.
"I'll give you a REALLY good one..." he said playfully.
He leaned forward and pulled me into a feverish kiss that set my body on fire and made my nerves dance like a thousand candle flames in a soft breeze. He licked his lips as he pulled away.
"Good enough?" he asked
I sat there for a moment, dazed by the fire in that kiss.
"Sure..." I said breathlessly.
He smiled as he handed me his phone and I punched in my number.
"I'll call you and we can go out sometime, see you around Doll." he said before getting up and walking out of the room.
I walked out into the main room where I saw Patrick looking around nervously and almost solemnly as if he thought I'd stood him up. I walked over and tapped his shoulder.
"Hey Trick!" I said happily as he turned around.
He smiled widely and hugged me.
"I had thought you stood me up...I mean I wouldn't blame you." he said softly.
I laughed.
"No way! You and I have a LOT of catching up to do..."
He smiled as I dragged him off to a table and got another round of drinks.
I was feeling a great buzz by my 5th drink, he was drinking Gin and Tonics but only had 3. We laughed and shared stories of our lives since our last encounter. He'd become a success and I'd finally found my mark. He was really sweet and he made me fell like I was flying, it was like he was so perfect it was hard to believe he was human.
By 2am he had hailed a cab and we rode back to my house on a pretty heavy buzz and laughing at the goofy play of the other. We had reached my apartment fairly quickly and I turned to Patrick.
"You can crash here tonight...I mean, like a sleepover!" I said slurring my words
He smiled and got out.
"Alright, like high school!" he said laughing.
We walked to my door.
I fumbled with the lock for a moment when he took the key and slipped it in for me, I turned and looked at him. His eyes were so full of lust and passion it drove me wild. He pulled me close and kissed me passionately as we pushed the door open and slammed it closed as he pushed me against it and kissed me. I felt my desire pooling between my thighs as he roughly massaged my breasts. I slipped off my shirt and exposed my lace cover breasts to him, he smiled and picked me up and carried me to my bedroom still kissing me the whole way.
He set me down on the bed and pulled off my pants tossing them to an unknown corner of my dark room. I felt his hard cock throbbing against my exposed thigh as he kissed me, I rubbed him a little through his jeans. He moaned in response and took his shirt off and slid his jeans down. I moaned as he removed my panties and bra from me and his fingers found my wet pussy. He slipped two finger in and pumped them in and out listening to my desperate moans for release.
"Fuck me, Patrick..." I begged.
He stopped and kissed me softly.
"I'd never fuck you, Charlie..." he said softly
I looked at him almost confused.
"I want to make love to you...like you deserve." he said as he fingered me a little faster, now rubbing my clit too.
I arched my back in pleasure as he drove me closer and closer to orgasm, then stopped.
I groaned but soon I felt the head of his cock poke me, it was longer than I'd imagined and so thick I was afraid he wouldn't fit. He positioned it at my opening and thrust it in me with enough force to pop the head in. I moaned as it stretch my tight pussy to fit him, he kissed my neck and stroked my cheek as he put it slowly and steadily. I moaned feeling my orgasm building up again as he sped up a little more and kissed my neck tenderly.
"How does that feel, sweetheart?" he almost moaned.
I clawed his shoulders.
"It feels good..." I moaned as I got closer to climax.
He could feel it and was a little more forceful in his thrusts.
I moaned and began to shake as my orgasm crashed down on me like a massive wave from the ocean cascading over the sandy shoreline in a monsoon. I whimpered with each continuing thrust as he brushed against my over sensitive clit. He nuzzled my neck and thrusted faster and soon he filled me up with his hot cum. I moaned at the feeling and laid there thinking that I couldn't be happier than I was in that moment.
"I have wanted to make love to you since the day I met you, Charlie...I'm glad I finally got to..." he said groggily but still in a voice as smooth as silk.
I blushed and cuddled close.
"Patrick, just hold me now and I'll enjoy this moment..." I said softly
He kissed my forehead and hummed a song he called Lullaby by Fall Out Boy.
I drifted off on his sweet notes and found myself in the arms of the love of my life and thinking that nothing could be better...
I was at Angel and Kings where Patrick had asked me to meet him. I was still waiting on him to get there, it was already almost 10. I sat at the bar, not drinking until he got there just trying to be courteous. I sighed thinking he'd forgotten or changed his mind when I heard someone clear their throat, I turned around and was trapped in the most soul binding brown eyes I'd ever seen. He was firm with tattoos covering his arms and a playful smirk played on his inviting lips.
"I noticed you came in here and sat at the bar, but you're not drinking...waiting on a date?" he asked curiously
I shrugged.
"I think he stood me up." I said almost laughing as I felt the agony in the pit of my stomach.
He frowned a little.
"Well...he's missing out on quite a cute little number." he said with a wink
I blushed, feeling his eyes burn holes through me.
"The name's Pete...what's yours?" he asked with a sexy half smile.
I giggled a little.
"Charlie..." I said nervously.
He smiled as he looked me over.
"Well Charlie, may I buy you a drink? and maybe we can move this party to a private room?" he asked smoothly.
I withdrew a little.
"I'm not sure..."
He laughed a little.
"I meant that as innocently as possible, I swear...I respect women." He said with a soft smile.
I smiled back and felt my heart melt.
"Alright."
He got me a bourbon and coke and himself a beer, I felt a fire burning deep inside my soul just staring at this man who now was alone with me. I couldn't help but just glow from the excitement.
"So can I ask a personal question before I go?" he asked sipping his beer.
I was on my second bourbon and coke,
"Sure." I said with a cute smile.
"Can I get your number?" he asked
I bit my lip.
"Give me a good reason I should..." I said flirtatiously.
He smiled back.
"I'll give you a REALLY good one..." he said playfully.
He leaned forward and pulled me into a feverish kiss that set my body on fire and made my nerves dance like a thousand candle flames in a soft breeze. He licked his lips as he pulled away.
"Good enough?" he asked
I sat there for a moment, dazed by the fire in that kiss.
"Sure..." I said breathlessly.
He smiled as he handed me his phone and I punched in my number.
"I'll call you and we can go out sometime, see you around Doll." he said before getting up and walking out of the room.
I walked out into the main room where I saw Patrick looking around nervously and almost solemnly as if he thought I'd stood him up. I walked over and tapped his shoulder.
"Hey Trick!" I said happily as he turned around.
He smiled widely and hugged me.
"I had thought you stood me up...I mean I wouldn't blame you." he said softly.
I laughed.
"No way! You and I have a LOT of catching up to do..."
He smiled as I dragged him off to a table and got another round of drinks.
I was feeling a great buzz by my 5th drink, he was drinking Gin and Tonics but only had 3. We laughed and shared stories of our lives since our last encounter. He'd become a success and I'd finally found my mark. He was really sweet and he made me fell like I was flying, it was like he was so perfect it was hard to believe he was human.
By 2am he had hailed a cab and we rode back to my house on a pretty heavy buzz and laughing at the goofy play of the other. We had reached my apartment fairly quickly and I turned to Patrick.
"You can crash here tonight...I mean, like a sleepover!" I said slurring my words
He smiled and got out.
"Alright, like high school!" he said laughing.
We walked to my door.
I fumbled with the lock for a moment when he took the key and slipped it in for me, I turned and looked at him. His eyes were so full of lust and passion it drove me wild. He pulled me close and kissed me passionately as we pushed the door open and slammed it closed as he pushed me against it and kissed me. I felt my desire pooling between my thighs as he roughly massaged my breasts. I slipped off my shirt and exposed my lace cover breasts to him, he smiled and picked me up and carried me to my bedroom still kissing me the whole way.
He set me down on the bed and pulled off my pants tossing them to an unknown corner of my dark room. I felt his hard cock throbbing against my exposed thigh as he kissed me, I rubbed him a little through his jeans. He moaned in response and took his shirt off and slid his jeans down. I moaned as he removed my panties and bra from me and his fingers found my wet pussy. He slipped two finger in and pumped them in and out listening to my desperate moans for release.
"Fuck me, Patrick..." I begged.
He stopped and kissed me softly.
"I'd never fuck you, Charlie..." he said softly
I looked at him almost confused.
"I want to make love to you...like you deserve." he said as he fingered me a little faster, now rubbing my clit too.
I arched my back in pleasure as he drove me closer and closer to orgasm, then stopped.
I groaned but soon I felt the head of his cock poke me, it was longer than I'd imagined and so thick I was afraid he wouldn't fit. He positioned it at my opening and thrust it in me with enough force to pop the head in. I moaned as it stretch my tight pussy to fit him, he kissed my neck and stroked my cheek as he put it slowly and steadily. I moaned feeling my orgasm building up again as he sped up a little more and kissed my neck tenderly.
"How does that feel, sweetheart?" he almost moaned.
I clawed his shoulders.
"It feels good..." I moaned as I got closer to climax.
He could feel it and was a little more forceful in his thrusts.
I moaned and began to shake as my orgasm crashed down on me like a massive wave from the ocean cascading over the sandy shoreline in a monsoon. I whimpered with each continuing thrust as he brushed against my over sensitive clit. He nuzzled my neck and thrusted faster and soon he filled me up with his hot cum. I moaned at the feeling and laid there thinking that I couldn't be happier than I was in that moment.
"I have wanted to make love to you since the day I met you, Charlie...I'm glad I finally got to..." he said groggily but still in a voice as smooth as silk.
I blushed and cuddled close.
"Patrick, just hold me now and I'll enjoy this moment..." I said softly
He kissed my forehead and hummed a song he called Lullaby by Fall Out Boy.
I drifted off on his sweet notes and found myself in the arms of the love of my life and thinking that nothing could be better...
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