tashi making patrick hump her to get off 😵💫
she watched his last match—seeing how horribly he did—and punished him by making him get off on her.
“please i just wanna fuck you.” patrick begged, so pent up from all the making out and how long he had been waiting to get with her. his hand grasped her ass firmly, fingers playing with the hem of her shorts to tease off her, but she brought his hand up to her mouth to suck his fingers. “this is all you get.” she hummed, mouth wetting his fingers.
patrick whined, hips thrusting into her clothed heat. his dick laid hard and weeping under his boxers. tashi’s own shorts were beginning to be wet with patrick’s precum from how much he was leaking already.
“i miss being with you.” patrick would try to guilt tashi into letting him fuck her, but of course tashi would not give in.
“would you rather i give you a pillow?”
patrick shook his head.
“then behave.”
he rutted faster into her, head falling onto her shoulder and breathing in her sweet lotion.
his heavy body rested against hers as his own cologne mixed with his sweat scented skin, after a long day of travelling in the heat.
tashi would encourage him further by moving her hips in time with his thrusts, making patrick’s face blush red as he groaned next to her ear. she raked her nails through his hair giving him more stimulation as she felt his climax coming closer.
though she would rather he actually fuck her as she’s just as pent up as he is, he deserves a punishment for his terrible work.
“mphm, im gonna cum tash. hhh…. please just touch me.” patrick moaned desperately.
she pulled his hair to make him face her, his breath hitching at the sudden movement.
“do you think you deserve that after that match?” her voice was fierce. patrick’s eyes met hers as he slowly shook his head. she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in closer to rut against her ass. “then this is all you get.”
patrick’s hips sped up as his hands felt over her body, feeling her body heat surround him. their foreheads met as they breathed each other in, hearing the change in patrick’s voice as his climax came.
he moaned loud against her as he spilled into his boxers, sticky and wet against his skin as he rode out his high against tashi. she could feel the warmth of it beneath the fabric.
she kissed him as he came to. “my turn.” she whispered as she flipped him over to straddle his face and let him devour her wet heat.
