Then she moaned. The sound was like honey to his ears and thrilled him to his soul. She broke the kiss, searching his eyes. She struggled to find the right words, to get across what she wanted to say. Finally, she spoke. The words came out broken and pleading. �I�I want you.� She still trembled. He was frozen in shock. �Baby, are you sure about this?� She was a virgin while he was an experienced, though in love, older guy. In response, she reached for his hand and placed it on her breast. Brilliant hues of red splashed over her cheeks.He claimed her lips again, having been without them as long as he could stand at that point. The kiss lasted a long time as lips meshed and tongues danced together in a sensual and loving embrace. His breathing grew heavy and his eyesight, hazy. He was drowning in her. He was drowning in her eyes and in her kiss and in her love. He felt weak and helpless, and completely satisfied. He could have died in her arms right there and never regretted a moment.
Without further invitation he bent down and kissed her again. His hand massaged her breast through her shirt, the nipple getting hard in response. He pushed the fabric up, exposing her silky black bra. His breath and hers caught in their respective throats. She had never been so exposed before a guy before. And he? Well, he had never seen anything so beautiful in his life. The sight of her so vulnerable before him caused him to be overwhelmed by beauty. �My God! You�re beautiful!� He whispered to her in awe. She blushed again, brighter than the last time, smiling.
With that said, Patrick reached behind her, unhooking the bra and tossing it away. She closed her eyes, embarrassed about being this naked. He laughed softly and kissed her neck. �I love you.� He whispered again, trailing kisses down her neck and to her freshly exposed chest. He pulled her shirt over her head and pulled the bra away, exposing her completely. His lips met the soft flesh of her large breast. She shivered, moaning at the new sensations. He lavished her breast and nipple with attention. Then he moved on to the other breast, showering the same attention on that one as he had on the first. He was rewarded for the effort by two erect nipples and a myriad of soft moans. The rewards seemed to well outweigh the effort.
His lips began kissing down her breasts and moved onto the soft flesh of her torso. He worked his way over all the exposed skin, dipping lower and lower down as he went. Her shivering didn�t stop so he raised his lips from the feast that was her and stared into those luminous blue eyes. �Are you okay baby?� He asked softly. She nodded and smiled. �I�m fine, I promise. I love you so much1� Reassured, he unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down the zipper. Pulling the flaps aside, he trailed his kisses down until they reached the silk of her black panties.
Giving one last look up at her, he lowered his head, nipping at the flesh shielded by her underwear. She gasped, holding her breath as he raised himself up. �Lift up your hips for me honey.� He whispered softly, working his hands under both jeans and panties. She complied, and he pulled both off of her completely. The cold of the air hit her naked body and she moaned, trembling.
He lay back down and continued his crusade of kisses. Her neatly trimmed bush looked just like the rest of her, gorgeous. He kissed his way down, gently parting her milky white legs. Her red slit came into view, moisture clinging to her nether lips. An agonized moan was torn from his throat as he lowered his head to taste this new treasure. His tongue found her clit, and massaging it gently, she began to moan, writhing beneath him. The new sensations rocked through her body like lightning. The shaking grew worse, but out of pleasure now. �Oh God! What are you? Oh my God!�