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Description: I don't feel like people actually read this so basically just shower blowjob then bed sex yay

Word Count: 1453

I'll also be taking a break from his book until I finish one of my other stories or until I actually have time to update because sO mUcH scHOOl wOrK!!1!

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I took a deep breath, letting the fresh summer air fill my lungs. It was fairly windy today, meaning my hair was blowing into my face every once in a while. But I didn't mind, I loved the outdoors. I loved feeling the sun on my face, the grass under my feet, and hearing the birds happily singing.

But it was another story for my husband.

"(Y/N)," Patrick whined, dragging out my name. I sighed and looked over to him as he walked up behind me. "What?" I asked, chuckling when seeing how exhausted he was from our hike.

"You didn't tell me we'd be walking this long. Fuck, I can't feel my legs." He groaned, dramatically falling to the green grass. I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Who cares how long the walk was, it's worth it when you get up here." I said, motioning around us.

After a half hour walk we made it to a high up clearing that was in the forest we called our backyard. I'd always wanted to come here, but I didn't want to come alone. I didn't like being alone. So I made Patrick come with, and he didn't seem to happy about it.

"Look at all the trees, they go on for miles." I smiled, pointing to the multiple shades of green that went on farther than I could see. Patrick stood back up, walking over to me before wrapping an arm around my waist. "I guess you're right. The view is pretty amazing."

I looked at him with a smile, only to see he was already staring at me. "You're so cheesy." I mumbled, leaning into him, my smile only growing bigger as I blushed. "But you love it." He said, pressing a kiss to my temple.

"Maybe just a little."

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"Okay, now I can't feel my legs." Patrick breathed, dropping his backpack by the back patio door we had entered. I watched as he waddled to the couch before collapsing on it with a loud breath of relief.

"Well I'm gonna go shower then, do you want to join?." I asked, setting down my own bag. Patrick popped his head up and looked at me with wide eyes. "I am suddenly okay." He said, making me roll my eyes and giggle. "It's a miracle!"

I made my way up the stairs, Patrick following close behind. I walked down the hallway and into the bathroom, going to the shower and turning it on. I began pulling my clothes off, feeling Patrick's eyes on me the whole time. I turned to him and raised an eyebrow, "Are you going to undress or are you going to shower with your clothes on?"

This made Patrick blush before he grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. As he was undressing I tested the water with my hand, making sure it wasn't too hot before getting in. A few seconds later Patrick joined me, his hands instantly going to my waist.

"I love you." He mumbled, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. "I love you too." I smiled back, turning around so I was now facing him. As I wrapped my arms around his neck I leant up and pressed my lips to his for a heated kiss.

His hands slid from my waist to my bum, giving it a squeeze which caused me to moan into the kiss. He smirked against my lips before doing it again and earning the same reaction. I ran my fingers through his now wet hair, massaging his scalp lightly.

Patrick pulled away from the kiss so we could catch our breath. Once we did Patrick began leaning in again but I put my hands on his chest. "I don't know about you, but I actually came in here to get clean." I chuckled, reaching around him go grab a bottle of shampoo.

Patrick pouted but nodded as he waited for me to hand him the bottle. Once I did he squirted some into his hands before putting them into my hair. I giggled before putting mine into his, making more bubbles appear. I styled his hair into a mohawk, making him laugh before doing the same to me.

"Your hair's too long, it keeps falling." He said, biting his lip as he tried putting my hair into a successful mohawk. "Loser." I smirked, sticking my tongue out at him. "Excuse you. I'm not the loser, I have a mohawk." He smirked back, making me frown.

"Rude." I mumbled, making him smile and give me a peck on the lips. I stepped back before rinsing the shampoo out of my head, wincing once some got in my eye. "Ow, fuck, fuck, fuck." I hissed, putting my face under the water.

"Good job." Patrick chuckled, shaking his head once I squinted my eyes open. I reached out and ran a hand through his hair before smacking it in his face, causing him to let out a yelp of surprise. "Shit it's in my eye." He whined, scooting past me to get to the water.

Once he rinsed it out he turned to me. "We should really stop showering together, this always happens." He chuckled, making me join in. "It does, but another things also happens." I whispered, stepping closer to him.

I ran my hands down Patrick's wet chest before stopping at his member. I wrapped a hand around it and slowly pumped, making him let out a low moan. I leaned up and connected our lips, my hand beginning to move faster. "Mm fuck," he moaned into the kiss, his hands going to my waist.

I pulled away from the kiss before going down onto my knees, my hand not leaving Patrick's cøck. I licked the tip, making Patrick's breathing hitch as his hands slid into my wet hair. "Come on baby, no teasing." He practically begged as I did it again.

I took his tip into my mouth, letting my tongue circle around it. My other hand went to his balls, massaging slowly as I fit more of him into my mouth. "Fuck," He breathed out, letting his head lean back as his eyes closed.

I hallowed out my cheeks and pushed myself down on his cøck, trying to take in as much as I could. As his tip hit the back of my throat I moaned, sending vibrations through Patrick's length. He began panting, indicating he was getting close to coming.

Patrick's grip on my hair tightened as I took him out of my mouth before taking his whole length again, now deep throwing him. "Shit, I'm gonna come." He moaned, looking down at me through hooded eyelids. I pulled off of him, making him let out a whine.

"No, I want you to come inside of me." I said, making him bite back a moan. Instead he nodded and turned off the running water. "Come on," he said, helping me up. We got out of the shower quickly, careful not to slip as we made our way to the bedroom.

Once we reached it Patrick pushed me onto the bed before getting on top of me. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead, the tip of my nose, and then my lips. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, and without warning he pushed his thick length into me.

"Oh god, Patrick." I moaned out, arching my back as he thrust in and out of me. He pushed me back down by the hips, now pounding into me at a different angle. "So tight," he grunted, clenching his eyes shut.

I fisted the bedsheets, my grip so tight my knuckles turned white. Pleasure was coursing through me each time Patrick thrust into me. "Mm, roll over." He panted, pulling out of me after a couple minutes. I quickly did as told, getting into my hands and knees before Patrick pushed back into me.

He grabbed my ass, holding it so tightly I was sure there'd be bruises tomorrow. "Fuck, you look so good. Taking my big dick like you should." He growled, sending a slap to my ass. I let out a moan and nodded my head. "Fuck, Trick I'm close."

Patrick just groaned in response, and with a few more thrusts he came inside of me, his hot laps filling me up. The feeling pushed me over the edge, and with a loud moan I came around his dick. We rode out our highs before Patrick pulled out and dropped down next to me.

After a few seconds of us laying there and panting Patrick spoke up. "We should probably get back in the shower."