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Under the Rain - part 3
You arrive at Patrick’s doorstep, nervously anticipating the evening ahead. As he opens the door, you notice a hint of rough fabric peeking out from under his shirt collar, making your heart race with excitement. Over dinner, Patrick casually mentions that he has something special planned for dessert. Your curiosity is piqued as you move to the living room, where you see various textures and surfaces laid out on the couch and floor. As you sit down to eat, Patrick can’t help but admire the way the light catches on your skin, making it look even more smooth and inviting. He decides to take things further by suggesting you explore his abrasion kink together after dinner.
You and Patrick begin your exploration with a coarse blanket draped over your lap. As Patrick leans in to whisper in your ear, you can feel the rough texture against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. You look at him with desire in your eyes and say, “I want to feel more.”
You move through different rooms of the house, trying out various surfaces and textures that heighten your arousal. Patrick shares stories about his childhood accident and how it led to his fascination with abrasion, deepening your emotional connection.
The chapter ends with you and Patrick collapsing onto a rough, woolen blanket, completely spent from your erotic adventure. You share a tender moment, acknowledging the depth of your connection and the thrill of exploring each other’s desires. After an intense night of exploration, you and Patrick lay together in bed, your bodies intertwined. As you drift off to sleep, you both realize that your shared experience has brought you closer together emotionally as well as physically
You and Patrick are hiking in the woods when it starts raining heavily. You both take shelter under a tree, but the wet branches scratch your skin as you lean against them. The sensation excites Patrick, who can’t help but touch your arm and shoulders to feel the rough texture on his own skin.
As the rain pours down, you and Patrick become increasingly aroused by the abrasive texture of the tree bark against your skin. You can’t help but moan as Patrick traces patterns on your arms and shoulders with his fingertips, sending shivers down your spine.
Patrick leans in close to you, his breath hot against your neck. ‘I want to feel more of this,’ he whispers. ‘I need it.’
Without hesitation, you nod your agreement. You’re just as turned on by the sensation as he is, and the thrill of exploring this kink together is exhilarating.
Patrick takes your hand and leads you further into the woods, searching for more textured surfaces to explore. As you walk, the branches scratch at your legs and hips, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. You can feel Patrick’s excitement growing as well, his grip on your hand tightening with each step.
Finally, you come across a large rock covered in moss and lichen. The texture is rough and uneven, perfect for what you both crave. Patrick helps you climb onto the rock, positioning you so that your back is pressed against the abrasive surface.
‘Are you ready?’ he asks, his voice low and husky with desire.
You nod, unable to speak as anticipation builds within you. Patrick begins to trace patterns on your skin again, this time using the rock as a tool to heighten the sensations. You gasp and moan as the rough texture scrapes against your back, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.
Patrick’s touch becomes more urgent, his fingers digging into your flesh as he explores every inch of your back. You can feel the heat building between your legs, your arousal heightened by the intense sensations.
Suddenly, Patrick stops and steps back. You look at him, confusion clouding your features. He’s breathing heavily, his eyes dark with desire. ‘I need to taste you,’ he growls.
Without waiting for a response, he lowers himself to his knees and begins to kiss and lick your thighs, working his way up to the apex of your legs. You moan as his tongue darts out to tease your clit, the rough texture of his beard adding yet another layer of sensation to the experience.
Patrick’s fingers slide inside you, curling and thrusting in time with his tongue. You can’t help but arch your back against the rock, desperate for more pressure, more friction. The combination of Patrick’s touch and the abrasive surface against your skin sends you hurtling towards orgasm.
As your climax builds, Patrick redoubles his efforts, his fingers and tongue working in unison to bring you to the edge. You cry out as your orgasm crashes over you, your entire body shaking with pleasure.
Patrick pulls away, a satisfied smile on his face. ‘That was incredible,’ he pants.
You nod, still struggling to catch your breath. The sensations from the rock and Patrick’s touch linger on your skin, a reminder of the intense experience you’ve just shared.
As the rain begins to ease up, you both make your way back to the tree where you took shelter earlier. You lean against the rough bark once more, savoring the feel of it against your sensitive flesh. Patrick wraps his arms around you from behind, his body warm and solid against yours.
‘I never knew something like this could feel so good,’ you admit, your voice barely above a whisper.
Patrick kisses the top of your head. ‘Neither did I,’ he says. ‘But I’m glad we found it together.’
You nod, feeling a wave of gratitude and affection for Patrick wash over you. In that moment, you realize that your connection goes deeper than just physical attraction – you’ve shared an experience that has bonded you in a way you never could have imagined.