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“Gladly,” she replied.
We walked upstairs, yet I kept a hand on her, whether it was the small of her back or the space between her shoulder blades.
I sat on my bed, expecting her to find space next to me.
But then my heart skipped a beat when she sat on my lap.
“Too much?” she asked, her voice quiet.
“No, princess.” I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer, making sure she couldn’t fall off. “You’re never too much.”
I had only a second to notice the reddening of her cheeks before her lips were on mine again. Now that she was secure in my lap, one of my hands slid from her hips to the warm skin of her back, hidden beneath her blouse.
Mollie was soft, yet firm, and the muscles of her back tensed as I touched the area near the band of her bra.
“If you want me to stop, say the word.” It was a reminder she shouldn’t have needed. An attempt to give her the power she should have had all along. I knew how men could take and take and take.
I refused to be like that.
“No, keep going,” she said breathlessly. “I think I’m just losing my mind a little bit.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re way too good at this. I wanna keep kissing you. But I also want you to throw me on this bed.”
Her words sent liquid heat through every part of me. “We’llhave to make both happen,” I said, reaching to unhook her bra and tug off her blouse.
“Yes,”she murmured with a gasp as I trailed my kisses from her mouth down to her jaw and neck. She let out a soft moan every time I dragged my teeth lightly over her sensitive skin, and I filed that away for future use.
Her breasts were hot and heavy in my hand, and I couldn’t get the image of them out of my mind. It started the day she’d sprayed herself with water and had only gotten stronger when we’d fucked, and made them all the more mouthwatering now.
Mollie was responsive like this. I knew what I was doing was making her feel good, judging by her tiny noises and the way she arched into me. I knew her. Even before I knew everything about her.
I wanted to make her come again. Multiple times, in many different ways. I loved feeling her slippery wetness on my fingers and on my tongue. I just didn’t know which one to do first.
But then her hips ground down onto mine, and I knew where I wanted to feel her.
Putting my hand between us, I worked at the button of her jeans. She got the message and slid from my lap to take off her pants and then helped me do the same. I was ready for her to get back on top of me, but she palmed at my cock through my underwear, sinking to her knees.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
She smirked. “Isn’t it obvious?”
I grabbed at her jaw and pulled her back up to me. “If you do that, this is gonna be over very quickly. And I have a rule about this.”
“A rule?”
“You come first. Every time. And multipletimes.”
Her eyes widened. “R-really? Every time?”
“Yes,” I said as I freed my cock from my boxers and brought her back into my lap. Both of us sucked in a sharp breath when I rubbed against her already wet folds. My hands went to her hips and slid her up and down the length of my cock. It was tempting to push inside of her, but the way she started moving when she realized how good this felt told me all I needed to know.
I let her have all the power to chase her own orgasm. Her hips were the ones moving, her body pressing into mine, and judging by the sounds she made, she was enjoying herself.
I bit my tongue, trying not to let myself come just from this. Her pleasure was contagious, infecting me even though I wasn’t inside of her.
Mollie’s movements grew jerky, and her hands tightened on my shoulders. Her mouth hung open, and I knew she was close.