Spoiling Zoe
Zoe’s POV
The week has flown by. Patrick took me everywhere that I asked after he finished his meeting. He showed me all his favorite places. Introduced me to his friends and sister-in-law. She was lovely. Took me to dinner and a few shows. I felt spoiled. While he worked, I hung out in the hotel. We had the penthouse, so it was like having our own floor. I ordered room service. Did some work and watched some movies while I waited for him to finish. He usually was only gone for four hours each day. He said he hated to leave me and couldn’t wait to get back. I loved every minute of our time together.
I missed the girls terribly, but we video chatted and had video sex every day with them. The sex with Patrick only got better once I told him that I loved him. It was moving so fast that I was terrified. Telling Amelia was easy. We’ve been friends for so long that I loved her without the rune. It was odd that I never noticed we had the same rune tattooed on our thighs. Telling Isla felt natural too. She was so warm and cheery. Her feistiness drew me in. With Patrick, I hesitated. Guys just never worked out for me. They learned that I was shyer than I appeared and they abused that. Girls understood better. I was terrified to tell him, though I felt that he loved me as much as he did Amelia and Isla. It was the best sex I had ever had that night that I told him. It was perfect.
My birthday was on Saturday, and I knew that Patrick had planned something, but wouldn’t tell me what. He felt bad that I was away from our mates and my friends even though I truly had wanted to join him on this trip. He has made it his mission to make it extra special and it has been.
I finished up what little work I needed to do. I closed my computer after writing my last email. I was about to order food when I got a text from Amelia. “Hey, Zozo! How’s your trip? I miss you so much! I can’t wait to tell you about the dream that I had last night and then make the live version with you. Xoxo!”
“Lia! You’re so cute! I miss you too. My trip was wonderful. I just wish that you and Isla were with us. Patrick is amazing and incredibly sweet.” I texted her.
“I’m so glad! He is amazing. I can’t wait to see you both again. I’m happy that you two have found your rhythm and finally said "I love you.” Isla and I both felt when it happened. We feel more complete.” She texted back.
“I must go order my lunch. Video date later?” I texted.
“Of course, love. Have fun and don’t wear Patrick out too much. We have some catching up to do when Isla and I see you both on Tuesday! I love you, Zozo.” She texted back.
“I love you, Lia! Later!” I responded.
I put my phone down and used the hotel phone to order my food. Patrick had texted that he was on his way and to get him something as well. I ordered his steak and my pasta. Knowing that we would end up sharing. It had been our way all week. One would order and the other would try, then we would split it. It was quite adorable.
Teasing the driver of our car was the other fun that we were having. After meeting her, the dreams started to be very real and very vivid. We all decided that Patrick and I would start things with her. I had decided that on my birthday I would fuck her. I was so excited. Patrick and I had stopped using the divider in the car and allowed her to look in the mirror as she drove. I brushed her breasts and ass several times. She leaned towards my touches instead of backing away. I knew that she wanted to play with us. She just never said anything except for when she grabbed Patrick’s dick the first day. I couldn’t wait.
I sat thinking about what Grams had said when Isla and I asked about getting the other runes. We had noticed that Amelia was strongly connected to each of us, but that we weren’t as connected with the others. Amelia had Patrick’s rune behind her left ear, Isla’s was on her inner left thigh, and mine was on her inner right thigh. Isla and I had our tattoos in the same places as Amelia’s on our own bodies. Grams had said we will be more connected if we get the same tattoos in the same places. So, Isla and I asked her to do it. We also went ahead and got the other two that Amelia had behind her ear and in the middle of her breasts. Patrick placed his as a cuff around his wrist.
Whenever we kissed, nibbled, touched, sucked, or licked the runes, it would cause shivers. It was like the werewolf stories on mate marks. It turned us on and connected us.
There was a knock at the door bringing me out of my thoughts. I opened it to see the food cart and moved aside for it to be brought in. I tipped the delivery boy and shut the door. No sooner than I did that, it opened again. I looked up to see Patrick. Unable to help myself, I ran into his arms and jumped into them. He easily caught me and laughed. “Best welcome, Zoe girl.”
“The food is here.” I giggled and kissed him all over.
“I see that. But what if I want dessert first?” He asked.
“Mmm, I like how you think. The food will get cold though.” I kissed him deeper.
His hand ran up my back sending shivers down my spine. “I don’t mind.”
He kissed down my neck and slid his hand down my back and under my dress. I moaned at his touch. “Fuck me, Zoe girl.”
He moved us to the couch. I undid his pants quickly and straddled him. I hadn’t bothered with bras and panties all week. I had been wearing only dresses and skirts for quick fucks and access. I wanted him as much as he wanted me. I lowered my already wet pussy onto his long length. His dick thrusting and throbbing. I moaned. He removed my dress quickly, needing to see all of me. To touch all of me. I removed his shirt as well. “Fuck, Zoe.” He kissed my neck and thrusted. He kissed my shoulder and thrusted. He kissed my breasts and thrusted. He bit my shoulder, nibbled my skin and thrusted. My walls clenched with each thrust. “My naughty girl,” he moaned. I rocked my hips and shoved down hard, thrusting him deeper inside of me. I was grinding and rocking quick and hard. I was climaxing and he bit my nipple. I screamed in pleasure. He pushed sucking on my breast. Roughly sucking it into his mouth and holding me tight at the waist. Not allowing our bodies to pull apart. I squeaked and shivered in pleasure. He groaned and grunted. I orgasmed so much that I lost count. Milking his dick in my clenched walls, he released during my biggest orgasm. He slowed and kissed me. He didn’t let go but left himself inside of me.
Patrick moved closer to the food cart and fed me while I still straddled him. I stared at him. “I’m not done yet. This is just a small break.” He spoke. I nodded. He smacked my ass. I gave him a quizzical look. “For questioning me.” Mmm, I smirked mischievously.
“Mmm, I think that I’m done today.” I said with a sly smile.
He looked at me and thrust. He smacked my ass again. I hissed and he thrust. “You bad girl you.”
“I want to fuck the delivery boy. He would be better.” I continued my taunt. He smacked me again and thrust. “He can show me what a real man feels like.” He smacked again and thrust harder. His mouth covered mine.
“You are a little she devil. I’m going to have to punish you for that joke.” He said smacking my ass and thrusting again. “Get the whip, Zoe.” An excited shiver ran down my spine. I moved from him and grabbed the whip, gag, and silk ties.
He quickly grabbed me and wrapped the ties around my wrists. He added the gag in my mouth and sat me back on his dick. He plunged deep and I moaned. He grabbed my hair with one hand and hit me with the whip using the other. I shivered and he thrust. He lifted me from him and bent me over the couch. He whipped me and thrust. This continued for an hour. I finally had to say our safe word. “Fate.” Tears in my eyes.
“Did I hurt you? Isla tells me that I am overpowering sometimes. But your joke kind of hurt my feelings.” He whispered, removing the gage and ties. He kissed me passionately and I straddled him shoving his dick in.
“No. I just couldn’t take that position anymore.” I said as I rocked and fucked him hard. Shoving and pounding his dick into me harder and harder at a fast pace. We were both panting.
“Zoe. Zoe. Zoe.” He moaned. “I’m going to cum.”
“You’re mine, Patrick. All mine to do what I want. And I want your huge dick in me, pounding me and making me moan. Now be a good boy and fuck me hard.” I was grinding him fast and hard. A huge orgasm coming after all of the whipping. I was seeing stars as my toes curled and I made his hands grab my ass. He moved one to my throat and I moaned loudly. “Fuck, yeah. More. Deeper. Harder.” He did as I asked and I felt his balls slapping me as I continued to grind him. I crashed hard over the top and collapsed onto him.
Panting he held me close. I finally moved from him. He kissed me. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Let’s eat so that I can fuck Taylor tomorrow.” I spoke. And he laughed and nodded.