𝑴𝒚 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍~𝑷𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝑯𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓

*C20~ the quarry date*

WARNING: This chapter
contains sexual scenes and language.

Natalie's POV:
We arrived at the quarry after the 15 minute walk it took for us to get there. I chose a spot near the water to sit. We didn't have a blanket. Infact, we had a shopping bag instead of a picnic basket. But it didn't matter, as long as I was with Patrick everything was fine. As we sat down he looked at me and smiled, his eyes twinkling in the glistening sunlight.
"You wanna go swimming at some point?" He asked.
I nodded my head eagerly.

After finishing our food, I cleared up and put the bag and the contents in the trash can nearby. When I came back, Patrick was sat at the edge of the cliff with only his boxers on and a lit cigarette in his mouth. I sigh, removing my clothes too, revealing my underwear. He heard the shuffling of my clothes and turned his head quickly and smirked whilst staring me up and down.
"What are you lookin' at Hockstetter?" I asked playfully.
"You." He said, eyes glued to my body.
I blushed walking over to him, sitting down on the cliff beside him. Patrick passed me a cigarette and his lighter.
"Thanks." I smiled before lighting the stick inbetween by fingers.

Natalie's house
Patrick's POV
We were in the kitchen again, tidying around and whatever. Well- by 'we' I mean me. Nat was on the phone to Richie, she wanted to know where he was or something I don't know.
By the time she returned, I had the whole area clean. Now that's a first.
"He's at Ben's."
"Ben?" I asked. Never heard of a Ben before.
"Hascom." She replied.
"Huh?" I repeated, still confused. Then it clicked.
"OH! You mean the fat kid?"
"Well, if that's only how you know him then yes."
"Got it. How'd ya know?"
"I called up his parents house phone? Duh." Nat rolled her eyes, putting leftover things I forgot in the trash, "Oh, and by the way he's stopping the night."
I smirked and went over to her, leaning over the island.
"Can I stop over here tonight then?"
She turned bright red and widened her eyes, before hesitantly answering.
"Yeah sure. Why not?"

8:00 PM
Now I was sleeping over at hers, I could take the chance to finally ask her out. For her to be mine. I've been waiting for so long and couldn't wait any longer. I need Natalie. And she needs me. We need eachother. Mhm.
She was sat beside me on the sofa. I could see her necklace, the one I gave her. She was still wearing it & she hadn't taken it off since she received it. My heart warmed a bit, considering just how much I really loved this girl. I've never felt like this before towards anyone. So what was so special about her?

Natalie's POV
For saying I never get tired until later on, my eyes were heavy and I kept drifting off every now and again, sometimes waking up to my head on Patrick's shoulder. He didn't seem to mind though, I think he would've pushed me away if he did.
"Patrick?" I said, looking up at him.
"Yeah?"
"I think I'm gonna head up to bed, I'm gettin' tired."
His face dropped a bit,
"So soon?"
"I don't know what's up with me I never normally get this tired this early."
"Oh okay. Night."
"Have you thought about where you're sleeping yet?" I laughed.
He tilted his head to the side and just looked at me.
"No not really. I was sorta wondering if I could sleep with you."
"Oh?" I responded quietly.
I fumbled with my necklace thinking of a response.
"Fuck it. Go on then."
"Yess!" He hissed under his breath.

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I easily fell asleep once my head hit my pillow. Patrick had his arm wrapped around me tightly and with his other arm, he played with my hair, twisting it around his finger every now and again.
Not long after, around about 12AM time, I woke up.
"What time is it?" I groaned, rubbing my eyes and lifted myself up off of the mattress. Patrick, however, pulled me back down. I turned on my lamp to see Patrick almost covered by the duvet. I could only see the side of his face and his hand which tightly gripped mine.
"No wonder I was so fucking cold." I muttered, getting back in bed.
"Hey I heard that!" He said turning around to face me.
I rolled my eyes and stared at the ceiling.
"You're really pretty Nat. You know that?" Patrick smiled.
"Thank you Pat." I smiled back, rolling on my side so I could see him.
He reached over and lightly kissed my forehead. That was unexpected to say the least.
I looked him in the eyes for a few seconds before we both leaned in and began to kiss. It felt like heaven in that moment, it wasn't rough or forced, it was just perfect. Patrick suddenly deepened the kiss and climbed on top of me, his tongue sliding across my lips asking for entry. I decided to mess with him, and chose to be obstinate and deny. He grumbled before biting my bottom lip unexpectedly. I gasped, and this gave him the perfect opportunity to slide his tongue in.

It didn't take him long to begin sucking and kissing wherever he could. He was all over me within seconds.
"You don't know how long I've wanted this Nat."
He whispered under his breath. Eventually, he found my sweet spot. My breath hitched at this and he took advantage of it. He sucked more viciously, hungrily even, like he was longing for this. And he was. We were.
A soft moan left my lips as he tugged at the hem of my underwear. As he was doing so, he looked me in the eyes, unblinking. His eyes filled with lust and desire. I nodded my head, giving him access.

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I lay there, his overly muscular frame towering over me.
He bent down and kissed my forehead again gently before moving down to my cheeks, then my lips, my neck all the way down to my thighs. While doing this, he left hickeys wherever he could. The purple bruises almost covering me.
I let out quiet moans now and again. The tension between us was progressively rising more and more.
"Pat..." I breathed.
He looked down at me.
"Yes, princess?"
I was getting impatient. I was so tired of the teasing, I just needed him.
"Stop teasing.."
A smirk appeared on his face and he answered quietly,
"Beg." He groaned.
My eyebrows furrowed at his words,
"For..?"
"For me. Beg for me Natalie."
I gulped before doing as he told me to.
"Please, Patrick I need you!"
His threw his head back and got up, still with that smirk plastered on his face.
He moved to the edge of the bed, and leaned down getting on both knees. It made me inhale sharply as he got lower and lower, caressing and kissing every spot he could, making me nervous & arch my back, propping my elbows up against the mattress.  He saw this, and pushed me back down by the hips.
"Mghm, so wet already hm?" He teased.
He placed the tip of his tongue on my clit, slowly moving up and down.
"Mhm. Please. More, please!" I begged.
He lowered his tongue and went to my entrance , where he then quickly inserted it with no warning. It sent shivers down my spine and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. My body jolted at this new sensation. I unexpectedly let out a loud gasp, and rolled back my eyes as he continued licking. He quickly got faster and more aggressive with his actions. His hands had gripped my inner thighs as he dipped his tongue in and out of me. My moans became uncontrollable, and I turned into a moaning mess.
I gradually got closer to releasing.
"Pat I-
-

He got back on the bed, and climbed ontop of me.
"You're so perfect, Nat." He spoke.
I smiled in response. I could barely breathe and was at a loss of words.

Patrick's POV
"Be mine?" I asked breathlessly, lying ontop of Natalie's chest.
"Of course." She smiled, looking down at me.