As he kissed me, I skinned out of my briefs, my hands trembling from anticipation. This had been a long time coming. So long I’d almost given up hope that it would happen again. After I was naked I pulled back, breaking the contact just to get my bearings. I closed my eyes and swayed, standing there for just a breath, until I felt strong hands pull me in.

“Come here.” I didn’t think I was imagining the shakiness in his voice.

We tumbled onto the bed and I let myself sink into the mattress with his body covering mine. This feeling. The way he covered me completely, how his hard body felt on mine. I’d missed it so much.

I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but all I could do was breathe out his name. He shook his head as he lowered himself over me. He went in for kisses and nips of my neck, my lips. His tongue lashing at my skin, making me shiver.

“Patrice. Please.”

“Now that we’re here, I’m not sure how I held out this long,” he said almost grudgingly as he made his way down my body. Within a moment he was busy worrying my nipple between his teeth, making my entire body feel like it was on fire. I was torn between asking for more and not wanting to break the spell with words. Even lost in the moment, in the way Patrice made me feel, I knew it could be taken away.

I grabbed his head as he brushed his lips against my cock and made him look at me.

He looked hungry, like he could devour me. He hiked an eyebrow as if to ask why I was interrupting, his loose locs tickling my skin as he moved.

“What?” His voice was rough, guttural almost.

I placed my hand at the nape of his neck, thinking of what to say. “Just wanted to look at you I guess.”

Our eyes locked and held for a couple of breaths, like we were both letting the moment sink in before really going for this. After a second he brought a hand up again then took my cock in his mouth without hesitation. That was another thing about Patrice, no matter how much he wavered, once we were together, he was all mine. Every ounce of his focus solely concentrated on me. It was addictive.

As he bottomed out on my dick, I fisted the sheets, breathing through my mouth, flooded with the things that Patrice’s tight hot mouth on my cock was doing to me.

“Ahhh, Patrice.” I wanted him inside, now, now, now. “Please, I’m gonna come, and I want...”