Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 168

Patrick looked very pleased with himself, but instead of joining me on the bed, he went over to his suitcase and pulled out something that he kept hidden, so I couldn't see what it was.

"We don't get as much alone time to play these days," Patrick said as he wandered back toward the bed. His dick was hard and very noticeable against the front of his boxers. "So I found this for us to experiment with." With a flourish, he pulled out the dildo he had been hiding behind his back.

I grinned as he advanced toward me. I loved seeing his relaxed, fun side come out. It was something I hadn't seen in a while, and I had missed it.

"So, I want to know which one you want first. Me?" He freed himself from his boxers. "Or our new friend?" He waved the dildo, and a giggle escaped me.

"Patrick, I will never be able to be quiet."

"Let me worry about that love." His eyes lit up as he looked at me. "Truth or dare?"

"Hmm, did you bring the lube?"

His grin turned wicked as he moved closer to me. "Yes, love, I did."

"Truth then."

boxers, he went back to his bag and pulled out the lube, then turned to face me, his dick jutting up, long and thick, while he held the lube in one hand and the dildo in the

from the last orgasm, I

over his face. "Both?" The surprise

I spread my legs a little wider and

then nodded to himself. "Roll over love and get that beautiful

my spine, stopping to run his tongue over several small scars. The change between light and heavy touches had my nipples hardening and my thighs

fingers in my ass, stretching me. We had never tried using a dildo in my ass, and I was a little curious, but it wasn't the dildo he slid into me, but his dick, and we were both groaning by the time

too much, and I let up a whimper when he rolled us onto our sides. He circled the dildo against my clit, and my pussy clenched. Maybe this was going to be too much. I shouldn't have said both. Then he rocked

in and out, the sensation lit me up, and I was panting. When a scream tried to escape, Patrick captured my lips in a kiss and then thrust both entirely inside me, and I was shaking, coming apart from being so full. There was no way that both his dick and the dildo should have fit, but somehow they

another orgasm. Every thrust of the dildo brought me higher as he alternated between the toy and his dick. His focus on making it work astonished me because I could only focus on kissing him as

into a sweaty, messy heap. He had crescent-shaped fingernail marks on his hip, and I had

or dare?" I

his voice as shaky as my