Page 31 of As It Was (Strawberry Springs #1)

CAIN

Strawberry Springs Neighborhood Watch

Mark Bell

My supply closet is NOT a make-out closet! Keep your kissin’ in your own places!

Comments:

Jade Clark : But I saw Mollie follow Cain there.

Kerry Winsor : NO.

Mark Bell : YES! Gimme my winnings!

Tammy Jane : DANG IT.

She was everywhere the second we were in her room. In my head. In my arms. In my mouth. She was relentless as she kissed me, just like she had been at the bar.

And I was hopelessly addicted to it.

Just feeling her wetness rush onto my hand when she’d orgasmed had almost made me come in my pants. I didn’t know how I was going to last and make sure she was a fucking puddle on the floor before I let myself take anything from her.

Mollie dragged me to the bed, her hands once again fisted into my shirt. All that work in the fields had made her stronger than she realized, and I’d caught myself letting my eyes trace the subtle definition in her arms more times than I could count.

We fell onto the bed in a mess of limbs, her on top of me. She went to grab at my aching cock again, but I knew that was a recipe for disaster.

“Hang on,” I said. “Slow down.”

“Do you not want me to return the favor?” she asked, one eyebrow raised.

“Oh, I do. But I’m not done with you.”

“I already came earlier,” she said with a laugh. “I’m good.”

“You’re not just gonna be good when you’re with me. Do you understand?”

Her jaw went slack. “What else could you have planned?”

“I wanna taste you.” I pressed a kiss to the skin behind her ear. “And make you come on my mouth.”

“You’re into that?”

“Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?”

She’d mentioned something about this before, about a man not being able to make her feel good.

And I wondered if it was connected to what she was running from.

“I’ve never had that done to me before. Do I just ... lie back?”

“I want you to sit on my face.”

Her eyes widened, but I was serious.

“I’m definitely heavier than you think I am.” She shook her head. “I would crush you.”

“And what a way to go. I know what I want, princess. And the only way I’m changing my mind is if you look me in the eye and tell me you don’t want the same thing.”

Her cheeks were a perfect shade of pink, and her teeth had sunk into her lip.

“I’ll try,” she said. “But you have to tell me if I’m too heavy.”

“I will.” I definitely wouldn’t be doing that. “We need to get these panties off.”

I hooked a hand under her dress, pulling her underwear down her thighs. Mollie wasted no time throwing them across the room.

Still red cheeked, she crawled to me, which was a sight I’d never get over, and straddled my face. I reached up and circled her clit with my tongue before I pulled her to fully sit on me.

She gasped, but I got to work as her weight settled fully onto my face. Her pussy grew slippery as I circled and licked her core.

She was moaning and gasping, and I tapped her leg twice.

“Was it too much?” she asked.

“Absolutely not. But you’re gonna have to be quiet, princess. Unless you want the whole house to hear what we’re up to.”

“Sorry,” she said. “It’s too bad you can’t be in two places at once, or you could shut me up.”

“I’ll do that later.”

I dragged her pussy back down. Mollie must have covered her mouth, because her moans were muffled, so hopefully only I could hear them.

Her hips began to jerk, and she became impossibly wetter as she rode my face, chasing the pleasure she deserved.

Her whole body stuttered as she came, and I enjoyed every second.

She fell onto the bed next to me, momentarily catching her breath. I did the same. I’d not even been touched and yet I was worked up.

“Be right back,” she said suddenly .

“Don’t tell me you think we’re done.”

“We’re definitely not done.”

My mouth went dry at the curve of her breasts, now fully exposed, and the shape of her body, as I watched her stand and grab a condom from her purse.

But I didn’t get nearly long enough to stare at her because she was raising an eyebrow at me again.

I threw off my pants before rolling the condom down my hard length, and then she was on top of me again.

The taste of her mouth was second only to that of her cum, and her tongue brushing against my lip had me worked up immediately.

I rolled us over until I was on top of her. I traced her clit with the head of my cock, earning a shudder, and then made my way to her entrance.

Biting the side of my cheek, I pushed in an inch. And that was almost too much. Her fingers went to my hair, and I checked on her to make sure her face wasn’t twisted in pain, but her head was pressed into the mattress, eyes squeezed shut as she moaned.

I went in deeper. One movement at a time. When I was fully seated, I saw stars .

She gasped. “Cain.” Her pussy fluttered around me, and fuck .

My hand gripped the side of her neck. Not too hard, but enough to get her to stop before I spilled my load. “Stay still, princess,” I hissed. “For once in your life , stay still.”

Mollie whined, but did as she was told. I moved my hand, but she dragged it back.

This woman was going to be the death of me.

I pressed a kiss on her cheek before I finally thrust in once. Then twice. Then three times.

She felt so perfect. Tight. Hot. Like she was made for me.

Her legs tightened around my waist, using all of their strength to squeeze me. Mollie arched into the bed, fingers twisted into the sheets, and I picked up the pace.

I was going to get addicted. Every day, I would look at her and think of this . The way her tits looked when I pushed inside of her. The way her face twisted as she was getting close again.

I wanted to hold out forever, to stay in this moment of pure bliss before life trickled back in. But I couldn’t. She felt too good, and my own orgasm was building.

“Cain,” she said. “I’m gonna?—”

I kept up the pace, but only a few more movements in, my cock exploded as I bottomed out in her one last time.

My vision whited out and my hand tightened on her neck. It took me far too long to come back into myself, but when I did, her hips were jerking against mine. She hadn’t come yet.

“Let me help with that, princess.” I snaked a hand down between us, rubbing my thumb on her sensitive clit. Mollie let out a sigh of relief as I took over, tracing patterns into her. It didn’t take long to make her shatter around me.

There was only silence between us as we caught our breaths.

She broke it first. “Holy shit .”

“Yeah,” I said.

I finally lifted my body off her, and my cock slipped from her pussy. I already wanted to do it again, even if I was far too tired to.

Standing, I made my way to the door, grabbing my clothes. “Where are you going?” Mollie asked.

“To clean up.”

“And are you coming back? Please tell me you’re not the kind of guy to sleep with someone and then not offer cuddles at least.”

That was exactly the kind of man I was when it came to one-night stands .

Then again, this wasn’t that. In fact, I didn’t know what this was at all.

“I’ll be back,” I said. “Just give me a few minutes.”

I went to the bathroom and changed. By the time I was done, she had changed as well.

The second I laid down, her head curled on my chest and my arms wrapped around her. I’d grown used to sleeping alone despite never being fond of it, and I had a feeling this, too, would be something I would remember.

Mollie was still asleep when the sun woke me up. I delicately moved my arm from under her head before sneaking out, hoping no one would see me.

That was when I ran into Jackie in the hall.

Her mouth dropped open before pulling into the biggest smirk I’d ever seen.

Fuck.

I shut the door before she woke up Mollie and headed downstairs.

Jackie followed. “I knew it! I knew it! I knew it! You do like her!”

I sighed. “Yeah, yeah.”

“How did it happen? I can’t believe she even went for you.”

“Hey, I’m not that mean.”

“You very much are.”

I rolled my eyes. “Not all the time. Whatever. It’s nothing official anyway.”

She groaned. “But this is the kind of woman you should be official with. Tell me she’s not one of your one-night stands.”

“I don’t know.”

“You need a partner, and she could be it! ”

“Jackie, it only just happened. We haven’t talked about anything else. I have no idea where this is going. And there’s the whole issue of her owning the farm.”

“But would you be willing to make it official if you could work all of that out?”

Normally I’d say no. But not this time.

“We’ll see.”

Jackie gasped. “Yes!”

I scrubbed my face, knowing that Jackie would follow up, and I needed to figure out where Mollie and I stood. I had no idea about her opinions on relationships or anything about her life in the city. Usually, none of that mattered. I was a one-and-done kind of guy.

But this time, it did.

“Okay, I’ll leave you alone to get your work done,” Jackie said with a smile. “But I can’t wait to see where this ends up.”

The uncomfortable feeling in my stomach grew. “I might end up disappointing you.”

“You could never,” she said, giving me a hug before leaving.

When she was gone, I got a few minutes of silence while I grabbed a flannel and shoes before there was a knock at the door.

My mood fell even further. The last time I heard that sound, it hadn’t ended well for me.

I opened the door to see a man with blond hair pushed back on his head. He had piercing blue eyes, and was dressed in an expensive suit.

“Who are you and what do you want?”

“Wow, no manners.” The man rolled his eyes. “I guess that’s what I should expect from a place like this. I bet you don’t get too many visitors.”

“You’d be surprised,” I replied.

“I need to speak with the owner of the house. ”

“She’s asleep.”

The man’s lips pursed. “Of course she is. And I assume you’re the farm manager?”

“I am.”

“And you two get along?”

“We manage.” I crossed my arms. “Do you want something from her?”

“In a way.”

“Then you’ll have to go through me.”

His eyes narrowed before searching me up and down, as if scrutinizing me.

I didn’t give a shit what he thought.

“Fine, I have no problem doing that.” He reached into his briefcase and pulled out a stack of papers. “Can you give this to Mollie? Tell her it’s from Trevor, and it’s the final offer for the farm.”

“For the farm?” I repeated slowly.

“Selling it.” He stepped back and let his eyes trace over the land. “She’s been sitting on a gold mine here. I told her that we could build hundreds of houses on this lot. Maybe more.”

I could only stare. She was talking to someone about selling ? And now she had a final offer?

When the fuck was she planning to tell me this?

“Tell her that I expect an answer tomorrow.” As he started to leave, he gave me a smile, one that didn’t reach his eyes. He climbed into his car and drove away without another word.

I looked down at the papers and saw a number so large my jaw dropped. It was labeled as the final offer, with multiple others attached.

She’d been bidding for this.

Goddammit. I thought I knew her. I thought I could trust her.

I should have known she was going to let me down.