Stay a Little Longer

I pulled away from the kiss that left my knees, “Let’s go before something bad happens,” I groaned.

“My place is just around the corner,” Patrick breathed as he jumped into the driver’s seat.

“Wait, I don’t want to do anything until I know that this isn’t just a one time thing. I mean, I don’t want it to be, I just don’t want to drop my pants unless I know that you aren’t just adding my number to your list,” I know that sounded clingyish, but I did not give a fuck. I was one with the one-night-stand thing, and I felt like if we tried, Patrick and I could end up in a relationship. He was not the guy I had thought him to be, he was actually, as Jonathan had told me, a good guy.

“Well, I was going to ask you out on another date, so I’m not going anywhere. I like you, a lot. Tonight you opened up to me and let me see into your life, and I know that I want to be in it,” he looked directly into my eyes, with his eyes full of truth and sincerity.

“Let’s go,” I smiled, resting my hand on his as it sat on the center counsel. The ride to Patrick’s was short, with it being just up the river on the same street we were on. He parked the car and helped me out my door. We walked over to the elevator and he flashed his wallet across a security scanner, probably letting the card reader register his house key.

We entered the elevator and he pulled me close to him, pressing his forehead against mine. I slowly snaked my hands around his waist, letting one of them work its way up his muscular back. He moved his head to my neck and kissed the soft spot behind my ear, driving me wild. “Patrick,” I moaned, eyes rolling backwards. He noticed how this was my sensitive spot and began nipping at and rolling his tongue over the spot. I let out a small moan, and was broken out of my trance when the elevator opened up to his floor. Surprisingly, the elevator opened up directly into his living room, making fumbling for the key less of a thing.

“Bedroom, now,” I whispered. He wasted no time, picking me up and walking me to his room down the hallway. Once we were in his room, he set me down and pinned me up against the wall with his hips. He began to place small kisses down the side of my neck and down to my collarbone. As he kissed my shoulder, he pushed my romper strap to the side, and made quick work of pushing the other side down as well, leaving my chest exposed and clad in the all lace black bra.

“Ughh,” he let out a throaty groan as he saw what I was wearing under my clothes. I moved my hands to his dress shirt and worked as quick as I could to unbutton his shirt, then pushed it down his arms, revealing his incredibly muscular torso and arms. He removed his hands from my hips to let the shirt fall off and onto the floor, returning his hands as soon as the cuffs cleared his fingers.

He then pushed down the bottom part of my romper, letting it pool on the floor under me. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he said, moving his lips to my lips. As he kissed me, I opened my mouth a bit, allowing him to slip his tongue in my mouth and explore. As we fought for dominance, I felt one of his hands snake into my hair, and the other one press into the small of my back, forcing my hips further into his, allowing me to feel the presence of his member. I let out a loud moan when I felt his tip hit my stomach. He let out another moan and broke away from the kiss.

I pushed him backwards a little, moving my hands to his belt, undoing that, his button and zipper, pushing his pants to the ground while I stepped out of the romper that was forgotten about on the floor. He kicked off his shoes, and I the same, leaving us in just our underwear. I reached up to his face, bringing him back to me so I could kiss him again. He backed us up and I felt the back of my legs hit the bed, collapsing beneath me. As I hit the bed, he followed, pressing some of his weight on me. I felt his erection through his boxers on my pelvis, so I rolled my hips, causing him to buck a bit.

“God, fuck,” was all he managed to say between kisses. He slowly slithered his way down my body, kissing every inch of skin as he passed, only stopping to unhook my bra. As soon as he rid of the barely there material, he took one nipple in his mouth and played with the other one using one of his hands. Each time he sucked then bit slightly on my nipple, I could feel electricity pulsing through my body, heading straight downtown.

“Patick,” I sighed as he removed his mouth from my breast and moved to the other one, slipping his other hand down my stomach. His hands felt like magic as he traced patterns slowly down my stomach and stopping at the waistband of my lacy thong. “Please,” I begged as he cupped me over the cloth.

“Please what?” Patrick teased.

“You know what, just do it,” I moaned. With no further ado, he yanked down my thong and flung it across the room. He then slipped one finger into me, drawing a moan from both of us.

“Jesus you are wet,” he hummed onto my breast, kissing it one last time before moving his head down south. Soon a second finger slipped into me as he moved his fingers against my wall.

“Yes, right there,” I panted. His fingers sped up and I felt myself tensing up, bracing myself for what was to come.

“Nope, not yet,” he kissed my nub and moved back up to my face. He pulled his boxers off and threw them in the direction of my panties. I then grabbed hold of his hard member, slowly moving my hand up and down, bringing the tip of his penis to my wet pussy, then drawing it back, teasing him. “Nichole, for the love of God,” he said, dick twitching and all.

“What?” I asked innocently, giving him a wicked smirk at the same time. His eyes rolled back as I brought he penis to me again, but this time he thrusted forward, pushing his tip into me. I let go of his shaft and re positioned my hips to let him slid in better. When we were both in position, I gave him a nod, and he slammed into me, groaning as he slid in then back out. He started moving a little faster, keeping a steady pace, driving me wild. “Yeah, oh, yeah. Right there, harder,” I pleaded as he hit his hips against mine.

Picking up the pace, he grunted and groaned a lot more often, especially once I started meeting each of his thrusts. Soon enough, we were both sweating and panting, working to find our release. I could feel myself get closer and closer to the edge as he continued to pound into me. I knew I would be sore in the morning, but at the moment, I gave zero fucks. “Babe, I’m close,” he grunted, thrusting a little harder now.

“Me too, make me come,” I whispered against his neck. He picked up the pace and intensity, if that was even possible, and I met his thrusts with a hard force, causing me to cry out in ecstasy. A few more pumps and he filled me up, moaning my name as he crashed on top of me. “Wow,” was all I could say.

“Yeah,” he breathlessly agreed. “Stay the night?” He asked, more in the form of a plea.

“Of course,” I smiled up at him, leaving a quick kiss on his lips. As we came down from our high, we switched into cuddling position, turning the tv on in the background.

“So,” Patrick began.

“Hmm?”

“For date two, I was thinking Navy Pier? Do you like Ferris Wheels?”

“Love them. Sounds like a good date,” I responded.

“Good.”

“Hey Pat?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you for being so persistent. I feel like I can be myself around you,” I traced patterns on his stomach and chest. He rubbed his hand up and down my back softly.

“I’m glad also. If I haven’t already told you today, you are an amazing girl, and I want to be in your life. You make me want to be a better man. You are so down to Earth, and by making me realize the other night that I can’t always get what I want made me see that chasing after you is more important than any puck bunny could be. No wonder Jon is friends with you. He usually doesn’t hang around people like me.”

“That’s not true, he’s had his fair share of seedy people that he hung around with. But it has been a while. Don’t sell yourself short, you are better than you think you are. Give yourself some credit. You managed to get me into bed, so if that says anything, then, well,” I couldn’t even finish my sentence.

“Hey, listen, anybody would be lucky to have you, and I don’t want to give you up to see someone else take the place. Again, thank you for giving me a chance, and I promise, I’ll do everything in my power to stay in your life.”

“Aw Pat, you sap,” I lightly slapped his stomach.

“You cannot tell Jonny about that, he’s going to think that he had something to do with my ‘transformation.’” He put in air quotes and laughed.

“Only you can make changes for yourself. If you think you are changing, it’s because of you and nobody else.”

“God you’re perfect,” he chuckled, kissing the top of my head.

Notes

Close - Nick Jonas

Sorry this one was a little shorter, four chapters in one night is a lot! I'll update again soon!