You're getting ready to go pick Patrick up from the airport. He had just finished another tour. You couldn't wait to see him. It had been at least a month or a month and a half since you had last seen him. You two talked over the phone, but it obviously wasn't the same. You wanted him home, in your arms, holding you, kissing you, basically doing whatever he damn well wanted too. You grabbed your purse and keys and walked out the door, a smile appearing on your face. You drove to the airport, most likely a little faster than you had intended. You walked to the part of the airport that Patrick's plane was going to let people off at. You impatiently waited to see his face, his smile, everything you absolutely loved about him. Suddenly, you look up and see Patrick walking down the hall. He has already seen you and a smile was growing on his face. You couldn't help yourself. You ran up to him before he had even cleared the end of the hall and jumped into his arms. He grabbed you in his arms and lifted you up, embracing you tightly. He crashed his lips into yours. You returned the kiss with equal thirst. He had finally let go of you and the two of you walked to get his suitcases. Once you had done so, you both walked to the vehicle and got in. He leaned over once more and kissed you. He took your hand in his as you started to drive home. The two of you talked about his trip and how you were doing at home. Once you had finally gotten home, you went to grab his suitcases out of the back. He stopped you and said, "We'll get them later, baby." He grabbed you and carried you inside. He walked into the bedroom and set you on the bed, attacking your lips with his once more before pulling your shirt over your head. He reached around you and unhooked your bra and threw it on the ground. You thought Patrick was ridiculously over dressed, so you returned the favor, taking his jacket and shirt off. You ran your shaking fingers through Patrick's short brown hair, knocking his black hat onto the floor, as he kissed your neck. Shortly after, you reached for his pants, but he pushed you away. You let out a little disappointment sound, but that slowly faded away as he unbuttoned your pants and pulled them down, taking your panties with then. He started kissing your stomach, making his way down to kissing your thighs. Once he did, he slowly made his way to your middle, giving your folds a gentle kiss before he spread you. He swirled his tongue around your clit as you moaned with pleasure. You've been waiting far too long for this, and now you're finally getting it. He kept working his magic as your legs began to shake. Your vision got a little fuzzy as your orgasm started to take hold. You convulsed around him as you came. He crawled back up by you, already ridding himself of his pants and underwear, smiling with satisfaction. You looked at him as you recovered and kissed him. He crawled on top of you and without warning, he thrust into you, both of you letting out a moan and gasp in pleasure. You pull him close to you and kiss him again. Soon after, you begin to shake again. Your body falls apart around him once more and you come. Suddenly, Patrick hides his face in your shoulder and gasps. He releases inside you with a few hard thrusts. He falls down beside you a few short moments later. You smile at him as kiss him. He returns the kiss and says, "At least we can look forward to that every time I come home. I love you."
