The Dancer and the suit. (Closed)

As she opened the door and they were quickly greeted by a massive dog.

Deacon... Down.

She called as the dog stopped in. Turning on the lights she pet the great dane standing there.
 
Patrick held out the back of his hand for the huge dog to sniff.

"Hey Deacon. Good boy. You are a big dog."

He looked at Dazzlyn. The dog was obviously very protective of his master. That might make him hesitant to make any moves, despite the fact she brought Patrick here. He did not want to be attacked by the giant animal.
 
He is harmless don't worry. Deacon... Couch.

The dog licked his hand and bounded back into the other room where the squeak of a chew toy could be heard.

She shook her head with a laugh.

120pound baby. So something to drink and talk or right to each other?
 
He stepped closer to her.

"I had plenty to drink tonight, so, unless you want something to drink....."

He smiled at her. He was feeling confident at the moment.... he hoped he wasn't overconfident.
 
She smiled and gripped that tie like she had before and led him to her room. A dark cherry wood and metal decor queen-size bed with matching furnishings with deep crimsons purples and blue color scheme all so dark and beckoning as she turned to him.

Lose the suit handsome.
 
Patrick followed her as she led him by the tie to her bedroom. He looked around in wonder. It was a bedroom fitting this incredible woman.

He did as she said. He removed his jacket and sat it on a chair.... followed by the tie she had grabbed. Then he undid his belt... the same one she had used to bind his wrists when he was on stage with her.

Turning away from her, he removed his shoes and then slid his pants off. After laying them with his jacket, he removed his shirt and turned and faced her...standing there in only his boxerbriefs.
 
Music had begun to play as she danced out of her jeans boots and blouse. Standing there before him in nothing but her tats stalked closer to him with a smile her lips a breath away from his as a breathy whisper fell from her.

What... Exactly... Do you... Want... Sugar?
 
Patrick put an arm around her.. .his hand on the small of her back. The feel of her skin on his fingertips heightened his arousal exponentially.

He kissed her hard and deep. Then, after breaking the kiss, he said, "I want you.... all of you... in every possible way."
 
Her body undulated against his as she wrapped her arms around him and growled near his ear after the kiss.

Bring it lover...

With that she moved to shove him down onto the bed.
 
Patrick fell back on the bed. He put his hands behind his head and watched her.

His eyes moved slowly over her body... taking every perfect inch in.

He reached down and removed his boxerbriefs as his eyes continued to explore.

"Since I am on my back, it would seem that you need to bring it Beautiful."
 
She laughed a little at that with a wink. As she wriggled out of the bikini.

Slide up on the bed and let's see your reaction to the idea of a taste or a ride first.

Her eyes watching his as she spoke to get a true idea of what he wanted first.
 
His eyes moved down her body.

Her wink made his cock jump.

He didn't answer her, he just kept his eyes on her and smiled
 
Well with that little jump I might venture someone wants to be ridden first hmm?

She slowly climbed onto the bed straddling him.
 
Patrick watched her climb onto the bed and straddle him.

He moved his hands to her hips and gripped her firmly. Then, he slowly slid his hands up her sides.... his thumbs brushing over her wonderful breasts.

"He wants whatever it is you want, but since you are here, ride away."
 
With a wink she shifted a little allowing him to sink deep inside as her hips slowly rolled and rode staring deep into his eyes.
 
As she lowered herself onto his hardness, Patrick gripped her hips firmly and pushed her down... forcing himself deeper inside of her.

"Oh, fuck yea baby. That is so good."

Patrick raised his hips off the bed...pushing deeper still into her hot pussy. The way she gripped his manhood with her silkiness was like nothing he had experienced before.
 
Purring she leaned down nipping at his lips and chest. Fingernails dancing over his chest.

Very good...
 
"Yes, Dazzlyn.... very good."

He gripped her hips tighter and began to pump his hips... his hardness sliding in and out of her in a slow steady motion.

Her nails on his chest was nothing he had every felt before and it resulted in him picking up his pace.... driving his cock into her faster, deeper and harder.
 
She began to ride harder and harder. Growling her own desire and pleasure as she bounced and undulated over him. Her body moving like a dancer as she let her hair fall over one shoulder and brush over his shoulder and chest as she stared intently into his eyes.
 
Patrick loved how wild Dazzlyn was.

He wanted this to last all night long, but he was worried that at this pace it would be over way to fast. He slowed his thrusts down and used his hands on her hips to slow her down.

Leaning his head up, he kissed her perfect breasts before flicking his tongue over her nipples.
 
Slowing down she ground her hips against his hips and grip.

Yes mmm
 
He rolled her over onto her back without withdrawing his hardness from her. Patrick placed her legs over his shoulders and slid back into her deep.... leaving his cock buried in her.

He looked down at her. She looked amazing there. He couldn't believe he ended up in bed with her and was even more surprised at how aggressive he had been with her to this point.
 
Staring into his eyes.

Mmm the suit can get aggressive... Very hungry are we?
 
"VERY hungry."

He started to move in and out..... long, slow and deep. At least that was how he started.

Holding her legs to him, he started to thrust into her deeper and harder... loving every second.

"Surprised?"
 
Let's just say I tend to intimidate most suits.

Her hips bucking wildly into him fingernails clawing down his chest.
 
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