Two days after the cookout, Pattrick took Shane out for a real date. He took her to a nice restaurant that his dad had recommended a while back in a conversation with one of his teammates, had once recommended to him, then took her to the batting cages for fun.

Pattrick couldn’t contain the smile on his face no matter how hard he tried. Hearing Shane laugh and be free after the episode at the cook-out was heaven to him. He’d been so worried she’d close herself off that he made sure they were together as much as possible, whether it was studying or just hanging out.

Pattrick wanted things to go beyond just a college romance for him and Shane so he stepped up his game. For the next four weeks, Pattrick did exactly that. He made sure he spent every chance he could with Shane laughing, holding her in some way or listening to her talk about anything and everything. Two months after they started dating, Shane threw him off kilter.

“Are we just friends, or are we seriously dating?” Shane asked him out of the blue one evening as they were laying on the small couch in her room.

“I thought we were seriously dating, what makes you think otherwise?” Pattrick asked cautious and confused.

“Do you find me attractive or desirable?” Shane asked quietly.

Pattrick sat up on the couch and pulled Shane into his lap, causing her to straddle him. “Shane, what is making you ask these silly questions?”

Pattrick watched Shane lower her head and shrug. He slid his hands from her thighs to her hips, then pulled her forward, aligning her heated core to his hard as nails cock that was just begging to be released from his jeans.

“Does this feel like a friendly thing to you? Shane, I want you more than my next breath. It takes everything I have in me not to tear your clothes off every day and ravish you on the spot. I want you heart, body, and soul. I don’t want ‘sex’, I want to make love to you. I don’t want this just to be a college fling that we look back on when our marriage to tom and sally starts to fall apart and we’re wondering what if. I want beyond that with you. Shane, I’m in love with you. I have been for a while now, but have been afraid of scaring you away with it being too early in the relationship. I was afraid of your reaction.” Pattrick said looking into Shane’s eyes.

“You’re in love with me?” Shane asked quietly.

“Yes. Madly and hopelessly in love with you. Being with you means more than anything to me. I told you before Shane, I can wait until you are ready to be intimate.” Pattrick said strongly.

“What if I am ready now?” Shane asked.

Pattrick stared at Shane confused, excited and unsure how to respond. “Shane, has someone said something that made you doubt us?”

* * *

Shane looked at the wall behind Pattrick’s head afraid to answer. She’d been hearing the rumors and whispers going around campus about Pattrick seeing her as a charity case or the ones of him using her to better his grades. She was had been told the ones about Pattrick supposedly sleeping with Cynthia when he would go back to his room some nights because she was a prude in bed.

Shane shrugged, “No, not really. Just hearing the whispers around campus. Cynthia is claiming that you’ve returned to sleeping with her because I was a prude and you’re getting tired of cold showers. Why would you take cold showers?”

Pattrick laughed hard, causing Shane to shift her position, moving her jean clad pussy to rub against Pattrick’s hard cock. Shane moaned at the contact, stopping Pattrick mid-laugh. They both stilled, and looked into each other’s eyes with fire and passion blazing hot.

Shane leaned forward slowly, licking her lips before molding her’s to his. Their kiss started out as questioning and light before their arms wrapped tightly around each other and their kisses became even more heated.

Shane gasped when she felt Pattrick squeezing her tighter giving him the ability to slip his tongue between her lips. Shane deepened the kiss with her tongue meeting his while she started to move her hips slightly back and forth across his cock.

Pattrick broke the kiss, resting his forehead against hers, breathing heavy. “Shane, don’t push yourself into something you’re not ready for just because Cynthia and Robert are spreading lies. Yes, I take cold showers, because I want to bury my cock so deep inside you and feel your tight heat around me. But you’re not ready yet, so yes, I take lots of cold showers and work out like a maniac to redirect that desire.”

“Does it help?” Shane asked innocently.

“Lately? No, I want you too badly.” Pattrick answered honestly.

“Then don’t wait anymore, Pattrick. Stop handling me with kid gloves. I’ve tried showing you I’m ready for more but you stop when it gets hot and heavy.” Shane removed her hands from Pattrick’s shoulder and stood up on the couch with her crotch in his face.

Shane quickly removed her shirt and bra, throwing them to the ground. Staring down into Pattrick’s eyes, she unbuttoned her jeans and slowly slid them down along with her underwear. At midthigh, she reached out one hand to the wall and lift one leg then the other to take her jeans off, keeping eye contact with Pattrick the whole time. As she started to sit back down on Pattrick’s lap, he stopped her with his hands on her hips.

“Be sure about this Shane. I’ll be honest, I don’t know if I can stop once we start. That’s how bad I want you.” Pattrick said huskily.

“Then don’t stop.” Shane said back quietly.

Pattrick growled as he lifted Shane’s left leg and brought it over his shoulder. Shane gasped loudly placing both hands on the wall as she felt Pattrick’s tongue slide through her lower lips. Shane gave silent thanks to remembering to shave her pussy that morning when she made the determination that she was going to confront Pattrick.

Shane’s head dropped backwards with a loud whimper-like moan when Pattrick teased her clit with a swipe before he went back down towards her core, tongue fucking her like she was his last meal. Shane felt Pattrick’s hands slide toward the globes of her rear end to anchor her to his mouth. She dropped one of her hands to his hair, gripping tight as she rode his tongue.

Shane lost all control when Pattrick latched onto her clit, sucking and teasing. Shane came hard with a loud scream of Pattrick’s name, legs shaking and no control of her legs holding her up. Pattrick slowly stood up, wrapping her legs around his hips attacking her nipples with a hunger she’d never seen in his eyes before.

Shane’s back hit her mattress they are on the couch with a bounce as she watched Pattrick stand up and take his shirt off and rush to take his jeans off. Shane gasped when she saw the size of Pattrick, wondering if he would fit. Pattrick quickly shoved his clothes to the side and joined her on the bed staring into her eyes.

“You are so beautiful. Are you sure this is what you want Shane?” Pattrick asked.

Without answering him verbally, Shane reached up pushing Pattrick onto his back, she then straddled him, taking his hard as concrete cock into her hands and gave him two strong strokes that had him moaning loudly. She raised up onto her knees and aligned Pattrick’s cock with her pussy and lowered herself slowly down to the hilt.

Pattrick jumped to grab her hips when he felt her heat wrap itself around his cock, moaning at the same time Shane did. “Fuck Shane, you feel so fucking good. So tight. Go slow babe. Don’t rush it.”

Shane stared into Pattrick’s eyes as she slowly started to move when the pressure got too much. Placing a hand on his chest and the other on his forearm, she upped her pace, panting, chasing that pressure, looking for the release that was just out of reach.

“Oh God, yes, fuck yes!” Shane panted.

“Fuck you feel so good. So fucking tight. Ride my cock Shane. Fuck yes!” Pattrick hissed out watching Shane.

Pattrick leaned up and took Shane’s right nipple into his mouth and sucked hard causing Shane to come down harder on his cock. Grabbing his hair, she moved faster on his sock, coming down harder and grinding in a little circle before moving back up.

“Fuck Shane, that feels fucking great.” Pattrick growled.

When Pattrick used his teeth to gently bite Shane’s nipple, she came with a gush, like she’d never experienced before. Shane screamed out Pattrick’s name and ground her hips to his pelvic area hard and fast. Shane shivered, riding out her orgasm to the finish, goosebumps breaking out all over her skin, her mouth open trying to catch her breath.

“Fuck babe, watching you come is fucking amazing. Holy shit.” Pattrick panted.

Shane smiled breathlessly. “Did you come too?”

“Not yet, you coming first is my main priority, babe. You’re always my first priority.” Pattrick replied.

“How do I make you come?” Shane asked worried she wasn’t good enough.

“Can you handle me on top or behind you? I don’t want to cause any flashbacks.” Pattrick said sweetly kissing Shane’s lips.

“Yes, I want to make you feel good too. Tell me what to do, please.” Shane begged.

Pattrick rolled Shane over onto her back and started kissing her, softly at first until the kiss turned heated, then fast and harder. He then kissed his way down to her breasts, licking and sucking, bringing her to a frenzy. Shane could tell Pattrick loved her breasts.

Pattrick then started kissing his way to her heated core, licking, teasing, nipping, and sucking. Pattrick teased her clit at the same time as his fingers entered her pussy, searching for that soft patch that would send her over the edge.

Shane bucked up, grabbing the sheets for dear life. “Fuck Pattrick, I was supposed to be taking care of you, not you making me come again, damn it.” Shane rasped.

“Hmm, if you’re able to talk in a full sentence, then I’m not doing a good enough job.” Pattrick replied. Pattrick ramped up his teasing of her clit, and the finger fucking of her pussy.

“Holy fuck, Pattrick.” Shane started babbling incoherently. Shane started riding Pattrick’s tongue and fingers, trying to bear down when she came hard. Pattrick swiped two quick licks of her juices in the middle of her orgasm, then quickly rose above her and entered Shane’s heat in one thrust, sending her into overdrive.

“Fuck, Shane, I could live inside your pussy for the rest of my life and never get tired of it. I love you so fucking much.” Pattrick panted trying hard to hold still to give Shane time to adjust to his size.

“Oh fuck, Pattrick, move damn it, I need to feel you please!” Shane begged, trying to make him move his hips.

Pattrick withdrew to the tip and thrust back in, hard. Shane grabbed his hair and pulled his face down to hers. “Stop fucking teasing and fuck me like you want me.”

Pattrick molded his lips to hers and kissed Shane as if their lives depended on it. Shane wrapped her arms around him, one in his hair and one around his back, holding him tightly to her. Pattrick raised one of her legs to his hips and anchored himself onto the other forearm, pounding into Shane hard and fast. Both broke the heated kiss, panting, looking into each other’s eyes.

“Come for me Shane, I can’t hold out much longer. Holy fuck you feel so good…” Pattrick panted.

“If…you…can…talk…that…well…I’m…not…doing…holy fuck Pattrick!” Shane yelled out.

Pattrick let go of her leg and teased her clit with his finger sending her over that edge she had been teetering on. Shane leaned up and bit Pattrick on the chest during her orgasms, sending him over into his own. Pattrick came hard, yelling out Shane’s name loudly after two thrusts, hard and deep.

Both held on to each other tight through their high, whispering, laughing, and stealing kisses, neither able to move. “I love you,” Shane said looking up at Pattrick.

“I love you, too, Shane. More than you can possibly know. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Could you make me the happiest man in the world and be a future-SEAL’s wife?” Pattrick asked seriously.

“Are you asking me to marry you?” Shane asked in shock.

“Yes, I am. I can’t wait Shane. I am dead serious about you. I love you so much, I thought my parents and uncles were smoking crack when they talked about their feelings, but now I know what they were talking about. You’re my air, my water, my sun, my stars, and my moon. You’re my everything.” Pattrick said.

“Shit, I thought women were the mushy ones!” Shane snorted as she had tears coming out of her eyes. “Yes, I’ll marry you! You’ve been my rock, never leaving my side or hating me when I had my episodes. You’ve supported me, held my hand and loved me no matter what, so yes I’ll happily be a SEAL wife.”

“Mmm, thank God tonight is Friday and your roommate is gone all weekend.” Pattrick said before kissing Shane passionately.

* * *

“Holy Fuck, Shane…” Pattrick’s yell sounded through the door into the hallway of the dorm.

“What the hell? I know that fucking slut isn’t that good.” Cynthia grouched outside Shane’s dorm door.

“He’s actually fucking her?” One of Cynthia’s nitwit friends asked.

“He didn’t sound like that when he banged you. He just got up and went to get a shower before going to bed.” Cynthia’s other nitwit friend said.

“Fuck you, bitch. I wore his ass out that’s all.” Cynthia said angrily.

“Ummm, no you didn’t, he never came. You whined about that because you were purposely trying to get pregnant to trap his ass. We were there with you in the room, remember? You had us tape it until you destroyed the phone in anger.” The first nitwit friend reminded Cynthia.

“Oh, I will get him. That bitch will pay for her interference. There’s no doubt about that.” Cynthia smiled evilly.