Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ School of Love ❯ Chapter Twenty Nine ( Chapter 29 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Leia moved her lips over his face to his neck. "Tonight..." she whispered, "I hope it never ends..."

"So do I." Patrick moved back, slowly falling back onto the bed. His hands ran up her thighs, sliding up her dress.

She pushed his jacket off him then started unbuttoning his shirt. Once she could see his chest her eyes widened. "What have you been eating?" she whispered as she looked at him muscles.

He laughed at her expression. "Meat. Lots of meat and lots of work."

Her hands ran over his chest as she smiled. She pushed his shirt off then trailed kissed over him. Her hips lightly grind on his thigh. She was already soaked. It had been too long.

"I didn't bring any condoms," he said, closing his eyes. As he felt her grind against his thigh, he felt her moist underwear pressing against him. His cock hardened, making his pants more than uncomfortable.

Leia froze. "I guess...we stop here then."

He shook his head. "No. I have waited far too long to be with you. Even if I can't go in you. I'm going to be with you."

"Good," she teased. "Because I was joking." She pulled up her dress and on her hip was a patch. "We're good."

He looked at her and poked the patch. His eyes traveled up to her chest, taking in her beautiful form. "This tiny thing protects you?"

She nodded. "Yep," she assured him.

"Good. Then your underwear need to disappear."

She pulled her dress all the way off her and her breasts were popped free. Smirking she watched his face. "I think you got it from here."

He licked his lips, watching as her breasts bounced free. His hands reached up to caress them, fondling them tenderly, rubbing his fingers over her already erect nipples. He squirmed beneath her. Wanting to get his pants off but not wanting to let go. "I need more hands...."

She nodded and helped him until his pants were off. Her hands then pulled his boxers off, watching his cock. His cock sprung up, already hard and throbbing with pre-cum dripping down. Leaning forward he moved a hand so that he could suck and nip at her breast. His free hand slid down to her panties and started to tug them off of her. Leia moaned as she lifted up a bit for him to slip her panties off. Her hands started rubbing his cock as she shivered. The room wasn't the warmest. With a mixture of skill and luck her panties finally came off. Staring up at her, he smirked. Biting her breasts gently, he let go so that he could roll over. With her on the bottom, he began to trail kisses all over her. Finally, he spread her legs amazed at how wet she already was. She watched him closely, not wanting to miss anything from him. His warm body pressed to her gave her goose bumps. She looked at his cock again and whimpered. Man, all she wanted was him inside her.

He smirked as he saw her expression. "Did you really miss it that badly?"

She bit her lip. "Sure, we can go with that."

He leaned forward, kissing the top of her mound, he moved up, his cock rubbing against her. "Do you want foreplay? Or you do you want it in you now?"

She moved her hips up. "Just fuck me..." she whispered.

He was surprised by her bluntness, but that just turned him on. With her hips up, eager and waiting, he pulled at her, his cock pushing into her tight folds. Leia shifted and moaned. He filled her so perfectly. Pulling him down, she wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him. Yes, this was definitely better. Without a condom he could feel everything so much better. He moaned into her kiss while starting his pace. He wanted to enjoy this. He wasn't planning on sleeping any tonight. She hugged him tightly as she panted into his neck. Her tongue ran over his shoulder and she started sucking his skin, wanting to leave a mark on him, something to give him so he would think of her when he looked in the mirror. He groaned as she sucked on his neck and skin. Hopefully they wouldn't be in places where people could see them. His cock slid all the way in, back and forth with an increasingly hungry pace. She was firm and tight, milking him every time he slid in. It wasn't just one spot she sucked. She covered his chest with them until she started to build. She pulled back to arch her back and pant louder.

"Just hold out a wee bit longer," he begged, his cock pounding into her. He wanted to hold out, and he knew that he was close. He ached for this release. Leaning down, he took her flesh into his lips, sucking on her neck as he reached his peak.

Leia came with, her body shaking and her hips pushing into his. Moaning she slowly relaxed. He was spent, his limp cock was milked for all it was worth inside her. Collapsing against her, he nuzzled her neck, wrapping his arms around her while holding her.

She smiled contently and started rubbing his back. "When...can I see you again?" She knew he couldn't stay here long. She knew eventually he had to leave.

"Tomorrow. The day after. It doesn't matter. Whenever you want to." His eyes were closed. He didn't want to open them and ruin the simple perfection of the moment.

"You will be leaving soon..." she said softly.

"I can't stay here too long. Though I really do not want to leave without you."

She looked at him and forced his head to look at her. "Are you asking me...to go with you?"

"No, not really...." He saw the hurt in her eyes. "Not because I donot want you to go. It's just that it's not as if I really have much of a place out there. You know my old apartment? The place I live in now is about the size of the closet in that place."

She laughed. "Mr. McClain, we will live in my villa."

"You have a villa? In Ireland?"

"I have a lot of places. As soon as my father started giving me money, I started buying land."

"And...you would want to live together?"

"Well...a villa is a very big place to live alone in..."

"What about your schooling? Gabe? Rio?”

"I quit," she explained. "And I can't be expected to take care of those to forever."

"They might not see it that way," he smirked.

"Of course they won't," she smirked. "That's why I set them up an account a very long time ago. It's just something small to help them out until they get jobs."

"And what about...us? It would be wrong for me to live off your money. I highly doubt my...stripping abilities will be enough to earn my keep."

"We can get jobs."

Somehow he couldn't imagine her really being the working type, but now wasn't the time to argue. He would allow them to divulge in these little fantasies, mainly because he wish they were real. "I'm way ahead of you. I've already got four jobs."

"Well...then I'll get us set for my jet. How does three days sound? It will give you enough time to say goodbye."

"You really want to do this?" He certainly wasn't going to stop her. "I mean, it sounds wonderful to me, but are ye truly certain that I am who you want to be with for possibly the rest of your life?"

"Rest of my life? That's a very long promise, Mr. McClain. I am only thinking as far as now."

"And that is the problem," he sighed. "A year from now when you want someone else, you will wish that you had stayed here. That you had gotten an education. You will regret the decision you've made now."

"I quit school because of me, not you. And I'm going to Ireland because of me not you. What I want is going to Ireland, so I'll give myself what I want as long as I have the money to do so," she explained. "And like I said...I don't think about a year from now. You want me, I want you. That's all that matters right now."

It was such a childish way of thinking. She had no idea what sort of ramifications her actions could have later on. However, at this moment, he felt that perhaps it might be best to do something childish. "Okay then. Ireland in three days?"

"Three days," she promised.

Three days later he had said his goodbyes. He'd told them that he couldn't stay here where death was so prominent. He paid his respects to Michael. He had promised to be a better man, or at least to try to. From there he drove to another cemetery. Not nearly as nice as the one he had just come from. Kneeling in front of a small grave, he made one final prayer for redemption.

Rio and Gabe begged Leia to stay. They said they didn't want the special account, they just wanted her to stay with them. But she told them they couldn't be together forever and she had something that was precious to her. She needed to stay with it. She kissed them goodbye then took a limo to the airport. Once more people took her bags and showed her the area to go to. She sat on the jet, waiting for Patrick to show. A part of her felt he wouldn't come.

He was running late. He had lost track of time. No real surprise there. Going through airport security, he could feel people watching him as he made his way to the private area to her jet. Taking a deep breath, he smiled, nodding as he was escorted onto the plane.

Leia stood as he got in. She snapped her fingers and someone took her drink. "I was afraid you wouldn't come..." She took his hands and set him down. Instantly he was offered something to eat and drink. "Are you hungry? Thirsty?"

"I'm good, but thanks. Normally flying makes me too nervous to do much of anything." He stopped when he rationalized her first comment. "You thought I wouldn't come?"

"Yes...It's a big decision to run away with a sixteen year old."

"Please don't put it like that. My stomach is already queasy enough without me thinking about the consequences."

She nodded. Moments later they were in the sky. Leia walked around the jet talking to people on the phone to make sure the villa was ready for her. She kept glancing at Patick making sure he was being served and was comfortable.

It wasn't until she finally got through talking that he really had a chance to say or ask anything. "What ever happened to your mother's studio?"

Leia sat down. "My father tore it down and built a hotel in its place."

"I'm sorry. That place meant a lot to you...." He messed around with his soda, taking small sips to calm his nerves. He really hated flying. "I could always punch him again for you."

"That's ok," she laughed.

"You certain? I wouldn't mind so long as you'll help take care of my wounds afterward."

She shook her head. "It's ok. One day he will be very sick and I will be there to pull his plug."

He was joking. She on the other hand was deathly serious. "People like him never really die."

"Yes...they do. Because people like me make sure of it," she said coldly.

Downing some of his coke, he wrapped and arm around her and pulled her into his lap. "We have a long flight ahead of us. Don't be all grumpy for it. Okay?"

"I'm not grumpy. Just determined," she smirked. She pointed to the door and the attendant walked out, closing the door behind her and leaving the two of them alone.

"Ya know," he whispered, kissing her neck. "Being intimate while flying is suppose to heighten the feeling."

She unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. "I'm sure.”

His cock was limp, but judging by the look in her eyes, she was going to change that. His fingers moved between her legs, sliding up her dress. Slowly she slipped off him and onto the floor. Going to her knees in front of him, she took his cock into her mouth and started sucking on him while her hands worked his balls. His hands fisted the seat. He spread his legs wider so she could move in closer. Soft whimpers and moans escaped his lips as he let her work. She was amazing. That was putting it in words which barely described the feeling of her lips wrapped around him, and her hands working him. Leia sucked harder, feeling him grow inside her mouth. Her eyes scanned his face as he watched her face bob onto his cock. A hand moved down her body until she slipped inside her panties. While she sucked him, she fingered herself.

"Yes," he moaned, biting his lip as his cock throbbed. Finally it was fully erect, touching the back of her throat each time she came down on him. His fingers played with her hair, but he wanted more. He knew that even after he came he wouldn't be satisfied. His back arched, pushing more of him into her mouth as his cock unloaded deep inside her throat.

She swallowed hard, getting down everything. She then sat back and continued to finger herself, her moans loud and hungry. With his limp cock laying across his pants, he watched as she fingered herself. Pushing her back, he moved over her and pulled down her panties so that he could watch her fingers work her. She moved a hand to her breast and started pinching it and massaging it. She panted and her back arched. Closing her eyes, she came, her juices pouring out. Her juices traveled down her legs to the floor below. Leaning down, he let his tongue flick across her fingers and her soaked lips, letting him suck and taste her juices. She watched him as her body shook with each touch. She was still very sensitive. He kept his eyes trained on her. He was careful, but he was also enjoying her taste. He licked around her fingers, sucking on them to get the juices off. His tongue ran over her lips as he took them and began to suck. He used only the gentlest of touches on her clit.

Leia moaned and smiled. "Save some for your cock."

"It can wait its turn," he smirked. Pulling her legs up, he buried his face into her, nipping, sucking, and licking hungrily.

She arched her back. "If you keep doing that...I'll cum..." she moaned.

"That's why I'm trying for," he pulled back just long enough before diving back again.

She racked her fingers across the floor and bit her lip. Once again she came, this time, into his mouth. He sucked her juices down, swallowing and lapping up all that he could. He smiled upon licking his lips and resting his head on her shaved mound.

She panted hard and the small light on the wall dinged. "We will be landing soon..."

He groaned against her pussy, his breath rolling over her flesh. "I'm almost hard again...."

"Better hurry..."

He sat up, not bothering to take off his pants save for lowering them slightly. Spreading her legs, he stared down at her smirking face as his cock filled her once more. Leia smiled sweetly. She pulled at his tie playfully and begging him to continue. His lips curved into a playful grin. Moving her legs, he slid them up finally propping them onto each of his shoulders. Grabbing her hips, he started, his pace fast and hungry. She hissed at how deep he was. She kept her grip on his tie and started moaning sweetly. If she pulled that tie any tighter he was going to start having a hard time breathing. Pulling back, he positioned himself on his knees grinding and thrusting in between moans. The look on her face as he filled her, the way they molded together at the groins so perfectly, that alone was enough to drive him mad with desire. The light beeped again and Leia looked at it. Biting her lip, she knew they were going to land at any second.

Pulling her to him, he bit his lip. The captain warned them that they were landing and that they should be in their seats. Even so, he couldn't just stop now. Right as the plane hit the tar mat, he came, his cum filling her to the point that it began to drizzle down her opening. Leia hugged him tightly as they were pushed forward at the landing. They started to slow and she began to stand. Slowly, she pulled up her panties and started cleaning herself and the mess. He quickly wiped off his cock and pushed it back into his boxers. The front of his pants was a mess from being in the cum, but he quickly fixed that by taking his jacket and buttoning up the front. Just as soon as Leia finished with everything and sat down, the attendant walked in and smiled. It was time to exit. Leia blushed as she looked at Patrick and began to stand once more.

"Your father doesn't use that plane, does he?" Patrick asked asthey left the plane. He didn't want someone to say something or for him to find out.

"No, that one is mine. It's only for me," she assured him. "I have to warn you, Mr. McClain. I'm accustom to a certain life style...one where I'm treated like a God. I hope you are ready for the same thing...since we will be living together."

"I don't know about god hood," he smirked. "I'm accustomed to doing things for myself."

"Well...now it will be a little hard. The villa is very large...it's easy to get lost. It would be better to ask someone to get something for you," she said as she walked to a limo. The door opened for her and Patrick and they got in. "Because you are with me, people are going to treat you very differently."

"I doubt that," he smiled, relaxing in the limo but itching to get out and stretch his legs after such a long flight. "Even if they do. It can't be that bad. I'll just tell them to stop it."

"Doesn't really work that way," she said. An hour later they pulled up to her villa. Outside were a few maids. She got out of the car and instantly her bags and Patrick's bags were taken. She grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. "What do you think of your new place?"

"This isn't a home. It's a castle!" Despite that he was her elder by several years, he felt more like a child at that moment as she pulled him along inside to show him his new place of residence.

She smiled. "I warned you." She pulled him upstairs and showed him his room. "This will be your room."

He whistled as he saw his room. Of course his room was far larger than most of the apartments he had been staying at.

"Nice huh?" She turned to him. "If you need anything, just ask someone because it's much too big to show you. I spent four summers here and three winters and I still don't know it all."

"Fair warning. I'm going to get lost in this place..."

"There are intercoms throughout the place. So if you get lost, just find an intercom, push the green button and describe the area you are in. I've been lost many times."