otherwise flawless body I saw small scars – no doubt earned through his global adventures.
Patrick, a grin on his face, slid over me, my legs wrapping around him instinctively. The suspense was overwhelming – I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of his boxer-briefs and yanked them down, his massive cock springing out to greet me. My eyes flashed in surprise at what he was packing. He had the confidence of a man with a big dick, but seeing it confirmed was something else.
I shimmied out of my panties as he reached around and unhooked my bra, my breasts pouring out into his hands. He rubbed and teased me, the head of his cock grazing my entrance. I wasn’t in the mood for more teasing. I knew what I wanted, and I was ready to take it. I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his length, preparing to guide him inside.
He held still for a moment and looked down at me with a question in his eyes.
“I’m on the pill,” I assured him, and it was all he needed to hear.
The sensation of his cock pushing past my lips and inside me obliterated any thoughts. I watched his incredible length vanish into me, inch by perfect inch. And when he was buried to the root, I placed my hands on his ass, squeezing the muscular flesh.
“How’s that feel, gorgeous?”
“S—So good. But it’d be better if you stopped talking and did it again.”
He grinned. “Happy to oblige, lass.”
He pulled back and shoved into me again, stretching me around his thickness. The sensation of his girth pushing inside me was like nothing I’d ever known before. Patrick had only been inside me for a few moments, but I knew I’d never felt like that with a man before.
He lifted his hips and drove deep again, tunneling into me. He rose and fell, rose and fell, my breasts shaking from the impact. Soon we had a steady pace, our bodies writhing together, each pump deep into me bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.
Patrick sat up, grabbing my left leg and pressing it against his torso. His position gave me a full view of his powerful body at work, each of his shredded muscles tensing and flexing as he pounded me like wild.
I closed my eyes and tilted my head back and let the moans flow out as the second orgasm hit. He kept thrusting, making me feel so good I could hardly hold a thought in my head.
When I finished, I let my arms and legs fall dead onto the sheets. But the smirk on Patrick’s face let me know he wasn’t done – not at all.
And I was ready for more.
Chapter 7
PATRICK
The sight of Lola coming hard underneath me brought me so damn close to the edge that I nearly came myself. But I wasn’t done with her. A woman as beautiful as her had to be savored. And that’s what I planned to do.
I’d refrained through her second orgasm because I wanted to give her a third. Carefully, I slid my cock out of her, the length of my prick glistening with her juices. I reached forward and put my hands on her hips, helping her flip over. When she did, I learned very quickly that her backside was just as flawless as the rest of her body. On her upper right shoulder blade was a tattoo of an eye, the iris a gorgeous scene of sea animals.
“You alright?” she asked, lifting herself on all fours.
“Perfect.”
I took my eyes off her tattoo, tracing the outline of her incredible body as I took my cock into my hand, positioning it at the entrance to her pussy. She was so wet I was able to glide into her with total ease. I clamped my hands onto her ass, my cock pushing into her until my hips were flush with hers. I pulled back and drove into her again, Lola’s gorgeous ass shaking as my body collided with hers. She moaned and screamed with pleasure, and I could sense by her noises that she was close to coming again.
I thrust harder, my cock a blur as I went faster and faster until I couldn’t take it any longer.
“Patrick!” she shouted. “I’m—”
My hands were on her hips, and I felt her muscles tense as her third orgasm ripped through her body. The sight of Lola bent over and coming was enough to push me over the edge. I grunted hard, pleasure expanding out