Page 41 of October (New Orleans #10)

F inley shifted until she was lying on the bed, and Molly moved with her, lying atop her.

The toy that had been between them was now on the bed, somewhere beside them.

Molly was still breathing hard as she came down from her high, and this time, Finley knew she hadn’t faked a thing.

She smiled as Molly kissed her neck and pressed her forehead to Finley’s chest.

“God, that was…”

“Yes, it was,” Finley finished for her when it was clear that Molly wasn’t going to. “Are you okay?” she asked, wrapping her arms around Molly’s back and holding her close.

“I’m very okay,” Molly said before she lifted herself a little and looked down at Finley. “That was a good idea.”

“Yeah?” Finley smiled and ran a hand through Molly’s now-messy hair.

Molly nodded and said, “Definitely.”

“I’m glad.” Finley cupped her cheek. “Want to maybe watch something? A movie or–”

“No,” Molly said, shaking her head. “I want more.”

“You said you weren’t ready before, Molls, and this was already more than what we had planned.”

“I know. But I want more,” Molly replied. “I promise, I’ll tell you if I’m thinking those thoughts again.”

Finley smiled and said, “Okay. If you’re sure.”

“I am.”

Molly moved until she was reaching for the pants Finley had borrowed, and Finley watched as she removed them along with her underwear.

Molly then stared at her for a long moment before she ran her hands up and down Finley’s thighs.

Finley spread her legs and saw Molly’s eyes dart to her sex.

Molly licked her lips, and for a second, Finley thought she was about to go down on her, but Molly continued to stare.

Finley watched her and hoped Molly’s thoughts weren’t the rambling kind that would have her doubting herself.

When Molly stood, Finley worried that she’d had second thoughts, but Molly only removed her pants and underwear, leaving them on the floor before she moved until she was on top of Finley, resting her hips between Finley’s legs and pressing down into her. Finley gasped.

“Right now, I’m thinking about how sexy you are, and I’m hoping you find me sexy, too.”

“Are you kidding?” Finley wrapped her arms around her again and held her close. “Molls, you are totally sexy to me. I mean… Fuck. I nearly came from you just looking at me with those eyes a second ago.”

“You did not,” Molly said with a smile.

“Yes, I did.” She cupped both of her cheeks. “There is nothing sexier than those eyes staring down like you want to devour me.”

Finley watched Molly swallow.

“I want to do that thing you did.”

“Okay.”

“But I’ve never done that before. I mean, I have now with you, but I’ve not been on top.”

“More of a pillow princess?” she teased.

Molly laughed and said, “A little, yeah.”

“Want to roll over? I love being on top.”

“Because you’re one-hundred-percent a top,” Molly said.

“Like, ninety-five, but I see your point. Did you think I was a top before?”

“You mean when I was thinking about us doing this?”

“Yes,” Finley said.

“You were definitely on top. I think in all my fantasies, I was maybe on top for about five percent of them.”

“Well, look at that,” Finley replied with a smile. “I am ninety-five percent a top, and you’re five percent. Perfect fit.”

She reached between them, spread Molly’s lower lips, and when Molly gasped, she took Molly’s hand and moved it into position.

Molly spread Finley’s lips, and Finley lifted herself a bit, removing her hand and pulling Molly’s back as she did. Molly lowered into her then, and there was another sexy gasp.

“Now, just move. You can go slow at first. Slow is so good,” Finley said.

Molly rocked her hips, moving them forward and back, and did just as Finley suggested: she went slow.

Finley cupped Molly’s ass and pushed down, indicating that she would love more pressure.

Molly gave it to her, and her lips moved to Finley’s, kissing her just as slowly, matching that pace she’d set that was driving Finley wild.

“I might not come like this,” Molly shared after a few minutes.

“That’s okay. Does it feel good?”

“God, yes. I love touching you like this,” Molly replied.

“Tell me what you’re thinking right now,” she requested as she pushed Molly’s hair out of her face.

“I’m worried that I won’t be able to make you come like this.”

“I think I can take care of that for you,” she said and kissed Molly hard. “Go faster.”

She stared into Molly’s eyes and gave her the smallest nod, trying to tell her that she was already so close.

Molly rocked a little faster.

“And harder,” Finley added before she moaned. “Yes. Just like that, baby. So good.” Her head went back, and she closed her eyes. “I’ll come, Molls. You’re making me come.”

Molly gasped and moved her lips to Finley’s neck.

She kissed and sucked, and Finley wanted her mouth on her nipple, but the angle wouldn’t work, so she hoped she would get that later.

As she came, she held on to Molly’s hips, helping her move against her in just the way she wanted.

The orgasm wasn’t the strongest of her life, but it was up there as one of the best. It was longer than usual because Molly kept moving against her, even when Finley tapped her hip, telling her that she could stop because she’d come.

She just opened her eyes when Molly kept going, though, and she watched her.

Molly’s eyes were closed. She appeared to be trying to come herself, and Finley didn’t want to stop this for anything.

So what if her clit was getting a little sore or might come again if Molly didn’t stop soon?

“Babe?”

“Yes?” Molly said in a whisper.

“Are you…”

“I don’t know, but I feel close.”

“What do you want?”

“To come,” Molly said a little louder. “I want to come like this.”

“Get your toy,” Finley said.

“What? No, I mean like this.” Molly’s eyes opened.

“I know, babe. Just trust me.”

Finley reached for the toy and placed it between them. She held it to Molly’s clit as Molly stopped rocking. Then, she turned it on, and Molly’s hips jerked.

“Fuck,” Finley said because her hips jerked, too. “Just for a second. Move for me.”

Molly rolled more than rocked, and her hands ended up on either side of Finley’s head. Finley could only watch as Molly brought her to yet another orgasm just by hovering over her and looking so damn sexy.

“Tell me when you’re close,” she said, trying to hide the fact that she had come again because this was about Molly. “Tell me when–”

“I’m going to come,” Molly told her.

“Toy or–”

“No,” Molly replied.

Finley yanked the toy out of the way, and Molly shifted until their clits were pressed together once again.

Then, she rocked hard and fast. Finley could see the sweat building up on her skin, and she wanted to lick it off.

When Molly came, it was with thrusts and jerks, and Finley wasn’t sure how their centers were even still touching, but Molly kept going until she finally stopped, frozen above Finley, her eyes opened, and she stared down at Finley for a moment before she smiled. Finley smiled back up at her.

“Yeah?”

Molly nodded. She was still trying to catch her breath, so Finley wrapped her arms around her and pulled her down on top of herself to try to get her to relax.

“How was it?” Molly asked. “For you?”

“Which one?” Finley asked.

“Yours, I mean.”

“I know. Which one?” Finley chuckled.

“What?”

“I came twice.”

“You did?” Molly looked at her in confusion. “When?”

“Once before and once with your toy.”

“Oh,” Molly said, sounding a little disappointed.

“Because you looked so good, Molls. God, you letting go like that looked so good, you made me come again.”

“It was the–”

“No, it wasn’t. It was you.” She cupped Molly’s cheek. “When you come by yourself with that thing, is it the same as what you’ve felt twice tonight?”

Molly shook her head slowly.

“Same,” Finley told her with a smile. “Now, I’d love to be on top because I think your five percent is up. May I?”

Molly laughed as Finley rolled them over and straddled her hips. It was her turn to stare down at this beautiful woman now, and she did. She admired Molly’s body, thought about how much she wanted to make her come again, and lowered her lips to her neck.

“Do you need a break?” she asked.

“My clit does,” Molly said with an adorable little laugh.

“Just your clit? So, I can touch you elsewhere?”

“Yes,” Molly replied.

“Thank God.”

Finley took her time lavishing Molly’s body with attention.

She licked and sucked and kissed her everywhere and for long minutes until Molly’s body began to shift under her.

Finley smirked as her lips met Molly’s hip bone.

She grazed her lips over the skin and breathed her in.

The whole room smelled of sex now, but Molly’s arousal was strongest here, and Finley never wanted to leave this spot.

Well, she did, but only to move a few inches over to take Molly with her mouth.

“Molls?”

“Hmm?”

Finley looked up to see that Molly had her eyes closed, and she looked totally and completely relaxed for the first time ever.

Finley smiled at her and thought about how much she cared about this woman and how it had all happened so fast. One minute, she was in a relationship that was going nowhere, and the next, she was seeing Molly in a new light for the first time and thinking about how this could be something.

Now, it was something; something important, something special, and she never wanted to let this go.

“Are you ready?”

“For what?” Molly asked with her eyes still closed.

“For me to lick you,” she replied and kissed the coarse hairs between Molly’s legs.

Molly’s eyes opened then, and she lifted her head a bit to take in the sight of Finley poised and ready to make her come with her mouth. Molly gave her a small, hesitant nod.

“What are you thinking now?” Finley asked her, kissing the spot again.

“That I want it.”

“Yeah?”

“I want your mouth on me.”

“Good,” Finley said. “Because I need to taste you.”

She lowered herself until her lips were on Molly’s sex, applying kisses everywhere.

A few moments later, she spread Molly and stared at her with greedy eyes, licking her lips because she knew Molly would taste so good.

She let her tongue go first and licked Molly to the tip of her still-swollen clit, earning a gasp and a jerk of the hips.

“Fuck. You taste perfect,” Finley said and repeated the movement. “God.” She moved back in for more. “I knew you would, baby.” She licked her again. “And you’re soaked. God, Molls.”

“Sorry,” Molly said.

“What? Never be sorry for that,” Finley told her as she lowered her tongue and pushed it inside.

“Oh, God,” Molly let out.

“I’m going to lick you until you come. I don’t care how long it takes. Say you’re mine tonight, baby.”

“I’m yours,” Molly said, sounding a little frantic as she pressed her hand to the back of Finley’s head.

“Yes, push me down where you want me.”

Molly pushed her head down, and Finley licked around her clit, feeling its heat before she sucked a little to feel how hard it was for her.

“You’re so sexy,” she added. “All of you is so sexy to me. Never doubt that.”

Finley took her then. She alternated slow licks and hard and fast sucks until Molly was quivering beneath her. When she thought Molly was about to come, she poised a finger at her entrance, not sure how much Molly would be able to take at first.

“Please,” Finley said and didn’t say anything else.

Molly pushed down against her finger in response, and Finley knew that she wanted it.

She slid one finger inside to the first knuckle and continued to suck.

When Molly opened up to her a little more, she pushed slightly farther inside and sucked harder.

Molly bucked, and Finley’s finger slipped all the way inside.

“Oh,” Molly let out.

“Good?”

“Yes,” she said. “More.”

Finley knew she wasn’t ready for another finger, so she curled the one she had inside as she stroked Molly’s clit with her tongue.

“If you come outside, it’s easier inside. Let me make you come, babe,” she said. “I want to hear those sounds.”

Molly moaned when Finley lowered her lips and kissed her clit before she sucked on it, using her teeth just enough to make Molly start lifting and lowering her hips.

Finley’s finger moved in a little deeper, and she started slow and deep thrusts.

She didn’t expect Molly to come inside just yet, but she hoped it would happen eventually. If not tonight, another night with her.

“I’m coming,” Molly said.

Finley continued at the same pace, repeating the same motions because she didn’t want to change a thing and risk Molly losing her orgasm. After a few seconds, Molly’s body went rigid, and she fell all the way back against the bed.

“Stay.”

“Okay,” she replied, knowing what Molly meant.

“Just for a minute,” Molly added.

“I’ll stay down here as long as you want me to.”

“That was…”

“Finish,” Finley said as her free hand moved between Molly’s breasts. “Finish it this time. Tell me.”

“The best orgasm of my life,” Molly replied.

Finley smiled up at her and rested her head on Molly’s thigh.

“I didn’t come inside, Fin. I don’t want to lie to you.”

“That’s okay,” Finley said. “We can work up to that.”

“Yeah?”

“I love being inside you,” she revealed and moved her finger a little. “Molls, this is all I want, okay? Just you and me and honesty with a side of communication so that I can make you feel so good, babe.”

“You know what made me feel good?”

“Hmm?”

“When you told me to tell you that I was yours tonight,” Molly confessed with flushed cheeks. “I really liked that.”

“Yeah?”

“Except, it’s not just tonight , Fin. I’m yours, period.”

“And I’m yours.”