The Girlfriend

Chapter Eighteen

Patrick

"You have to be quiet," I whispered in Lydia's ear with my hand clamped over her mouth. "Otherwise we'll be caught and it won't be sexy."

She nodded and I continued my assault on her nipples; using my free hand to tease each one until she was writhing against me in ecstasy. Sex in the first-class bathroom was easier, but it was still awkward as hell and right now my patience with that was limited.

I had her yoga pants pulled down to mid-thigh – effectively binding her legs together – and her shirt pulled up under her chin. I just needed the quickest of distractions, just something to pull me out of my misery; and she was the perfect vessel.

"I want to bring you back to Plaisir," I continued, paying no mind to her little whimpers of need. "Ike wouldn't mind seeing you again, maybe we could go down during Halloween for the party."

Lydia in a cute little Halloween costume was an amazing image. I pulled her tighter to my body and kept my hand over her mouth, urging her to look up in the mirror and watch while I brought her closer to the edge. Her soft moans were being more high pitched and I noticed her grey eyes widen in the mirror as my other hand moved down to rub her clit.

"Are you going to come for me, sweetheart?" I whispered, my gaze not leaving hers in the reflection. "You're just so close, aren't you..." It wasn't a question.

I felt her body tensing against me and I immediately jerked my hand away; Lydia cried out in agony against my palm, I chuckled and kissed her shoulder while I listened to her sniffle. I could see the tears welling in her eyes and I knew that I had to hold myself back; I wanted to have fun with her, I wanted to bring her back to Jon's playroom or get one of our own, but now wasn't the time and I had to remind myself we weren't officially alone.

"Bend over," I instructed. "Keep your hands on the wall."

The positioning was awkward with the other wall behind me being so close, but it was no different than a small shower stall. Once I had her in a better stance, I loosened my belt and let my cock out. She was more than ready for me when I felt between her legs, spreading her wetness over my hand to smear over my length.

I grit my teeth as I eased into her pussy; the angle and the way I had her legs together made her tighter than I thought, it was perfect for finishing quickly. Lydia's mouth opened and her eyes fell shut, her face contorted in pleasure when I had my cock in her entirely. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her back on me as I started to fuck her quickly.

Her warmth was heavenly, combined with the silky feeling and her soft moans, I was on cloud nine and already about to blow it. I needed her to finish first, after ruining her orgasm I couldn't cum before she did. She was close, I could feel it in the way she tightened around me and almost gasped when I dug my fingers into her hips.

"Quietly," I warned, jerking her back to me by her hair. "I know you can be quiet if you try."

Lydia moaned and frantically grabbed at my hair; pulling me to her lips at the awkward angle and refusing to let me go. I slipped my free hand down her stomach to her clit again while my tongue found hers and we lost ourselves in each other. She tensed and I groaned, my eyes squeezed shut in bliss as she came and sent me over the edge

"Fuck," I complained, rubbing my nose on her throat. "I'm sorry, I was going to have you swallow but I lost it..."

Lydia covered her mouth and started to laugh before regaining composure and pushing me away. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm not exactly disappointed about that."

I rolled my eyes but kissed her shoulder anyway. "I'll meet you back at our seat."

"Wait!"

She grabbed my face between her hands and kissed me again, chastely this time. Warmth spread across my chest and it felt like my heart was beating faster by the time she pulled away.