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."

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

orgasm, I grinned up at

his face. "Both?" The surprise in his voice just made

spread my legs a little wider and let my hand slowly

multi-player," he murmured as he looked between the dildo and me, then nodded to himself. "Roll over

to play, so I quickly rolled over. Patrick climbed onto the bed, pressing kisses along my spine, stopping to run his tongue over several small scars.

stretching me. We had never tried using a dildo in my ass, and I was a little curious, but it

to bite down on the 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

but as he began to rock both 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

he alternated between the toy and his dick. His focus on

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

or dare?" I

as