A/N Whoops I told people I was gonna update this like a month ago Im such a liar whatever at least Im aware of it. But ya Im actually sorry schools been a bitch and i've had no motivation to write.
Ellen's POV
I sigh as a wake up and roll over expecting Patrick to be there but all my body felt was the cold bed sheets. I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes looking around the hotel room suite. My eye catches Patrick standing in our mini kitchen cooking what looks like pasta. My mind wonders why the fuck he would be making pasta in the morning. As I am thinking that I hear his angelic voice from across the room "If you are wondering why I am making pasta it's because it is 1pm in the afternoon and you looked tired so I let you sleep." "Thank you for letting me sleep. I was tired but now i'm hungry" I said as I started to get out of bed and make my way to the countertop table.
"That's good I just finished the pasta we can eat then decide what we're gonna do this afternoon or tonight" he said as he made me a bowl of pasta. He slid the bowl over to me and grabbed his own and sat down across from me. We ate in comfortable silence not having the need for conversation.
After we finished eating he grabbed our bowls and walked over to the sink putting them in it. I slowly got up leaning against the countertop. I was horny I mean when was I not. He turned around looking at me with a confused look "Touch me. Please." I asked him my voice almost begging. He walks over to me not saying anything coming up to me placing a soft kiss on my mouth. He moves his hands down and reaches for the bottom of my shirt pulling it up over top of my head leaving me in just my lavender bra and panties. He moves his fingers up and they graze over my nipples causing them to harden practically begging for more attention. "Your beautiful" he whispers in my ear the comment gives me butterflies instantly.
His hand reaches behind me touching the clasp of my bra looking up at me as he unclasps it. The bra loosens as the clasp comes undone falling forward a bit. He pulls the straps down my arms off my body. His jaw slightly clenched as his eyes stared at my nipples. My heavy breaths fill the silent hotel room suite. I need him to touch them and my hands grip the countertop behind me as I arch my chest forward silently telling him what I need. His hands move up and finally start to caress my breasts with feather like touches. His thumb and forefinger move to my nipple and he pinches them causing me to gasp from the sensation caused. He continues with the pinching pulling and licking of my breasts the sensations only causing my center to throb and ache.
The attention to my chest is no longer enough for me. My center needs relief. I shift my thighs in an attempt to soothe the ache between my legs. His hands reach down to my panties and he slowly removes them allowing his finger to graze my sides. I now stand there with my back leaned up against the countertop completely naked. While Patrick is standing there fully clothed eyeing me up and down with his eyes that are filled with desire. "Your gorgeous" he says as he picks me up and sets me on the countertop. "lie down" he says to me. I do as he says as I lie down, my back meets the cool surface of the countertop and it's a relief I was hot and my legs were getting too shaky to hold myself up any longer.
He rests his one hand on-top of my stomach allowing his other hand to travel down to my pussy. He allows his one finger to slide into me "is this all for me?" he questions, referring to my wetness. I simply nod and he continues his finger gliding through my wetness, finally finding my clit slightly flicking it. Ahh I let out as my body continues squirming from the pleasure. "I want to taste you" he says in a low moan, his eyes blazing with desperation.
He spreads my legs apart placing both my feet on the edge of the countertop exposing me further. He stares at me causing me to become even wetter just from the intensity of his stare. I close my eyes in anticipation until I feel the swipe of his tongue against my centre. "Fuck Ellen" he groans. He uses his hands to push my thighs wider apart. I can feel his breath on my pussy as he leans forward and starts licking me again. His tongue is flat, delivering broad swipes from my opening all the way to my clit. My hips buck in response as my head spins from all the sensations.
