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."

and pulled out the lube, then turned to face me, his dick jutting up, long and thick, while he

orgasm, I grinned up at Patrick.

his face. "Both?" The surprise in

spread my legs a little wider and let my hand slowly slide

multi-player," he murmured as he looked between the dildo and me, then nodded

Patrick climbed onto the bed, pressing kisses along 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

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

pillow when he began to move his hips. The stretch and burn were intense, almost 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 the dildo into me the same way he

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

it was right into 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

again, he came with me, and we fell into a sweaty, messy heap. He had crescent-shaped fingernail marks on his

dare?"

as shaky