Chapter 11

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Chapter 11:

Dad: Hello?

Me: Hi, Pops, I was wondering if I could stay at Molly's house tonight? We met up with them after dinner and we were going to watch a movie and possibly have a campfire?'

Dad: Sure honey, Tell Molly I say hello.

Me: Will do, thanks!

Dad: Oh and Jo just be safe okay. I trust you and I know you can make adult choices. Okay honey?

Me: I will dad, thanks. All my love.

Dad: All my love, Joey.

We hang up and I see Patrick waiting for me by the stairs. He takes my hand and we go up stairs. We enter his room and he plays the Elton John record again. I drop my purse on the floor and kiss him. Every time we kiss its just magical. I let my towel drop and I stand in front of him. He drops his towel and stands closer to me.

'Did you know how gorgeous you are?' He asks me, smiling.

I blush 'Stop, I'm in my underwear with soaking wet hair and makeup all smeared. I'm not anything close to gorgeous' I tell him.

'Then you don't see what I see. Your perfect' he tells me before kissing me.

The kiss depends and my hands play with his hair. He grabs my ass and I jump a little. His tongue explores my mouth as the kiss deepened even more. He grabs the back of my bra and unclips in. As a reaction, I cross my arms over my chest.

'If you want to stop just tell me. We can just lay here and talk. No pressure' He tells me.

'No, sorry I just haven't been this close to someone' I tell him ' But i'm glad its you'

I drop my arms and take a step back from Patrick. He takes the sight of me in and takes a deep breath in. He steps closer and kisses me. I can feel how hard he is on my leg we move closer to his bed. I break away from him and sit on the bed. I shimmy towards the center the bed and lean up a little bit. He walks over to the bed and kneels over me and leans down and kisses me hard. I love the way it feels when he is on top of me. It's the closet I have ever been to someone.

My first time was in the backseat of a car and not romantic at all. Sure, I liked the guy and he was boyfriend but it wasn't like this. This is magnetic. This is fire and sparks. Patrick kisses my lips, then my neck and then my chest. He takes is time taking each in his mouth. I can't help but feel amazing. I tilt my head back as he moves down my body. He gets to my lacy underwear and kisses me though them. He looks up at me with his shaggy brown hair in his face asking for permission to continue. I nod and he slowly pulls down my underwear. He spreads my legs a little and lightly sucks.

'Fuck' I moan 'Shit Patrick'

I can feel him smile and he tilts his head up 'You are more perfect than I imagined. You don't even know how many times I have thought about you, legs spread open and all wet just for me.' I moan again

'You've thought about me like this?' I ask him, surprised.

'You have no idea I things I have thought about doing to you while I touch myself. For years Jo it's always been you I think about' he tells me.

'Show me' I tell him and I smirk.

He gives me that evil grin I have learned to love and he dips his head back down. He knows just where to put his tongue to make me feel like I'm melting. Before I can come he stops.

'Really? I was right there' I tell him annoyed. He smiles and climbs on top of me.

'You really think I was going to let you come so soon and not with me inside you?' He smirks and chuckles and then he kisses me again and I can taste myself on him. Jesus.

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