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"Fuck," I whispered.
"Fuck," Jake said a few moments later as he walked back in. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."
"Don't apologize,” I said, dropping my eyes, hating the strain in my voice.
“It won't happen again."
"What won't?"
"You know, Molly." He paced, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Why won't it?"
He stopped his restless movement and looked me in the eyes. "Because we're not real.”
"It feels real," I whispered.
He walked back over and kneeled before me. His hand caressed my cheek, and his pupils were so big in the dim light they could have swallowed me whole.
"What do you want, Molly?"
"I want you, Jake."
I could almost see him running calculations and playing out scenarios in his mind. Like a risk-benefit analysis. For a second, I believed our moment was gone, the window closed, but then as if caving to impulse, he lunged at me, his lips hot on mine as scooped me up in his arms. I laughed and looped my arms around his neck as he carried me up the stairs to his bedroom.
He dropped me onto the bed, his body covering mine.
"Last chance to run, Molly."
"I’ve never been much of a runner."
"Good."
He kissed me and I lost myself. His hands seemed to be everywhere. He pulled away and stood up. He stripped quickly. I was momentarily stunned by his beautiful naked form. My eyes greedily drank him in. He was muscular and tan and his erection was jutting forward proudly.
He reached for my clothes and helped me undress, pulling my sweater off and then my pants and underwear. When I was naked, he pushed me back onto the bed, his fingers trailing a path down my torso until he found my center. He stroked me, and his mouth came down on mine.
His fingers moved with expert precision, and I moaned into his mouth, my hips bucking against his hand bringing me close to the edge, but not quite over as he slid inside me. But then he slowed the passion simmering to something deeper and more sensual. With each thrust, an overwhelming wave of pleasure surged through me, causing my spine to arch in sheer delight.
He held himself still and stared down at me, his gaze intense.
"Molly," he said my name like a prayer and then started to move. Slowly, deeply. It was intoxicating and all consuming. I had never felt like this before. My heart pounded and the desire built and built, until the orgasm hit me, and we came undone together.
I clung to him as the waves washed over me.
He kissed me deeply and then pulled away, rolling over and lying beside me.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," he said, and wrapped his arm around me and pulled me against him.
I nuzzled into his chest, letting my eyes flutter shut, and I drifted off to sleep.
A while later, I woke to him gently shaking me. "Come on, you need to go."
"Why?" I mumbled half dazed.
"Because Hailey will be home soon, and I don't want her to find you here."
