You surrendered to his perseverance and the urge for him grew stronger as you grasped his neck, pulling him even closer. You withdrew your lips, removing your shirt as Patrick became increasingly impatient and reached for his jeans; unbuttoning them as quickly as he could. He climbed over you, overshadowing you as he gave you wet kisses and scrapped his teeth along your neck with every intention of leaving hickeys. You traced his erection in his pants, rubbing it up and down and then tugging at it and circling the head generating increased sensitive for him. Patrick ascended and removed his trousers fully, silently refused to remove his shirt as he was still very much an insecure person; now with new found sexual frustration. You bit your lip and ran you fingertips along it nervously. Gradually moved your hands faster, thrusting it tightly and spitting on it for ease. This induced Patricks loud moans as he frantically brushing through his hair. 'Suck it' he demanded so eagerly. He'd become a sweaty mess already as he guided you on your knees like he owned you. You opened you mouth to lick it at first before his sudden thrusts reached the back of your throat making you choke and pull away. However, Patrick pulled your coarse hair, pushing your head deeper towards his crotch. You'd never done this before, and didn't like it much but every time you caught a glimpse of Patrick he was uncontrollably aroused. "Fuck!" His harsh moans were now what turned you on the most in this first time with him, especially because you'd imagined him to be your submissive bitch and have to be pinned down because of his whimpering. He stopped and pulled you up, his piercing eyes looking sternly at your used face like he was proud of himself. He pushed you forwards making you bend over the sofa. You lay there helplessly aroused and began rubbing at yourself neurotically.
