My Smut Book!

Excerpt from "Me And You Against The World"

Patrick and I got up, grabbed our shoes and socks, then took one another's hand as we walked to the vehicle. We hopped in, then I drove off. After fifteen minutes, we soon arrived back at the house. We hopped out of the vehicle, not even bothering to grab our shoes and socks.

As we walked up onto the porch, I wrapped my arms around Patrick and started kissing his neck. He let out a small moan as he grabbed his house key. Just as he was about to turn the key, I grabbed him and pushed him against the house. I grabbed his face and started kissing him. He didn't object, he actually grabbed my waist with his hands, then deepened the kiss. I pulled away after a few more seconds, then started kissing his neck again. He let out another moan and I practically grabbed him through his pants.

"Fuck," he breathed. "Babe, J-Jaim's right inside."

"I know," I said. "but she's probably in her room."

"Can't risk it though," he chuckled as I kissed his neck again.

"Lets make a quick run through the house then," I smirked, grabbing his hand.

I turned the key that was already in the door, then Patrick and I walked in, looking as though nothing had happened. Jaimee was actually passed out on the couch, Netflix pulled up on the tv. Patrick and I chuckled, then quietly made our way up the stairs.

We made it up there perfectly, then I pushed Patrick against the wall again. I had started to unbutton his shirt, then as we inched closer to our room, I was on the last button. I slipped his shirt off of him and threw it into our room. He did the same with my shirt as we got into our room. I closed and locked the door behind us, then pushed Patrick onto the bed as I undid my belt.

Patrick started doing the same as our tongues fought for dominance over one another. I had undone my belt, then pulled Patrick's pants down part way. I ran my hands over his body, then I freed his dick from his boxers. I moved him to the edge of the bed, then pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles. I wasted no time taking his dick into my mouth, making him throw his head back and let out another moan. I bobbed my head back and forth, gripping his thigh hard with my hand. Patrick had eventually grabbed onto my hair, gripping it as tightly as I was to his thigh. I ran my tongue over his slit, which made him moan again. I could tell he was getting close after a few minutes, and he must have noticed too, because he pulled me off of him and kissed me.

After that, he kicked his pants and boxers off the rest of the way, then pushed me onto the bed. He took my pants and boxers off, then leaned down and kissed me, snaking a finger inside of me too. I moaned into our kiss, then pulled him face closer to mine. He soon stuck a second finger inside of me, making me moan again.

"Please," I breathed. "just fuck me." He kissed me once more, then pulled his fingers out of me.

"Pete, are you sure you want this? I mean, we're in our forties and we'd be raising another kid," Patrick said.

"Patrick, with all of my heart," I smiled.

"Alright," he smiled, then kissed me again.

Patrick took his position between my legs, then thrust himself into me. I threw my head back in pleasure, then pulled Patrick towards me and connected our lips together again. He soon picked up his pace, leaning over me in the process, allowing me to wrap my arms around him. I had my face in the crook of his neck, moaning with nearly every thrust from him.

Patrick eventually pulled away and then grabbed my hips. He pulled me into him with every thrust he did, then soon gripped my dick with his hand. He pumped his hand hard, making me throw my head back and moan again. My breathing soon shallowed, and I came hard on Patrick's hand and my stomach with a loud, long moan. Patrick was literally seconds after me. He was still gripping my hips tightly, then he threw his head back and moaned as he came deep inside of me. He fell down beside me moments after that. I took him in my arms as I kissed his sweat-covered forehead.

"Fuck," he breathed, making me laugh.

"Thank you," I said.

"I'd do anything for you," he smiled at me.

"I love you so much, babe," I kissed him.

He curled himself up against me, and I wrapped my arms around him more. The last thing I remember before I fell asleep was looking at Patrick with his eyes closed, but a big smile plastered on his face.