“They’re my Molly marks.” She looked up at me in question, her eyes soft like warm butterscotch. “You’re always with me, Mol.”
She moved to take hold of my dick, but I grabbed her before she could, knowing the second her hands touched me it was game over.
“No, not yet. It’s my turn first.”
I picked her up and threw her onto the bed, following her before she stopped bouncing, crawling up the bed until I hovered over her, ignoring the stiffness in my leg. I couldn’t put much weight on my knee, so I rested on one side, running my fingers along the inside of her creamy thighs until they reached The Promised Land.MyPromised Land.
Her head lifted from the pillow, watching as my knuckles traced the fabric of her panties along her slit, adding pressure until her soft mewing transformed into deep panting moans. Even through the layer separating us, my fingers were soaked even before they slipped under the elastic, and were soon covered in her warm, intoxicating juices as I pushed through her folds.
It was my turn to moan. “You are so fucking wet. I’m going to lick up every single drop of you, like it’s the nectar of the gods.”
I rose up on my elbows, shifting so I could lie between her legs, moving them further apart. I bunched her panties up, untilthey rubbed through her wetness, providing some of the friction she wanted, but not nearly enough.
“Lex, please…”
“Please what?”
“Take them off.”
I arched an eyebrow at her begging. “As you asked so nicely.”
I took hold of the flimsy edges and pulled, making her gasp as the fabric ripped clean in half, and before she had a second to protest, my mouth dropped and I finally got to taste what I’d been salivating over for a week.
She cried out, her thighs automatically clenching together, my shoulders holding them wide apart, the only thing stopping them from squeezing my head. My hands pinned her hips to hold her still, her upper body thrashing around under my assault, her hands gripping the bedding as though she would fall off at any second.
My tongue ran flat and wide along her slit before my lips surrounded her clit and suctioned on, before flicking the swollen little nub with the tip of tongue and starting all over again. I wanted to make her come so fucking hard I’d be drinking her for days. My left forearm spanned her torso, freeing my right hand so I could explore further, increasing her sensory pleasure, and I felt the beat of her pulse ratcheting up, hammering in her femoral artery.
Her thighs started quivering as my thumb began stabbing inside her, switching up to one finger before adding another, stretching her out. She might have seen my dick, had it in her mouth, taken it to the back of her throat, but it was still going to sting the first time I entered her, and I wanted to take away as much of that as possible.
“Mol, you’re going to come in a minute.” She panted harder as I added a third finger, twisting it slowly round to curl inside her. “You’re going to be so open and wet and ready, that you’llbarely feel me as I slide inside your hot, tight pussy. It’s gonna be fucking explosive.”
I suctioned onto her clit again and the quivering intensified so much she was making the bed shake. With one final flick she fell apart, her cum pouring out into my mouth as I lapped it up, not wasting a drop. I licked through her pulses, keeping her bubbling on the edge instead of easing her down, needing to make this as perfect for her as it would be for me, because I knew I’d burst the second she touched me.
“Lex…” My name fell off her lips with a heavy sigh, and I pushed up to standing until I could gaze down on her. Her body was flushed pink from orgasm, and she looked so fucking beautiful I thought my heart might give out.
I grabbed my pants, pulling out a sleeve of condoms which I’d bought after I’d left Coop’s, just in case. I ripped one of the foils open and rolled it over my throbbing, sensitive cock, nearly doubling over as I touched it, so desperate it was for contact of any kind. I crept back onto my side next to her before she’d barely noticed me missing, slipping one arm underneath her head, moving so my hips were at a right angle between her legs. I lifted her, wrapping her thigh around my hip and pulled her into me as close as possible, lining the tip of my cock with the entrance to her dripping pussy. My desperation to be inside her was almost unbearable and I took a deep breath, trying to stop the shaking which had started up again.
“Molly. Mol, look at me.” Her head turned on the pillow, drunk on arousal and longing. I cupped her cheek, running my thumb along her cheekbone. “I want to see your eyes. I don’t want to miss a second of watching your face while I’m inside you. I want to see what you’re seeing in me, what you’re feeling when my cock enters you and stretches you out. I want to see that point when you can’t take any more you come so fucking hard you black out.”
Her mouth slackened and I brushed my lips along hers, letting her taste herself as I thrust forward a few inches, swallowing her cries. She was so tight her pussy started spasming immediately, and I needed to hold on like my life depended on it, because I was plummeting over the edge.
“It’s okay, baby. Fuck, you’re so fucking perfect.”
My hands ran across her stomach, down to her ass cheeks, garnering some leverage as I eased in another couple of inches, a loud groan escaping as I did. She was so warm and soft, her velvety muscles inviting me in until we fitted together as perfectly as I knew we would. Because on some level, I’d always known.
“Fucking hell, Lex, this is too much…”
“You’re doing so good, Mol. Nearly there. Jesus, you feel fucking phenomenal.”
Her pussy started throbbing again as I rubbed across her clit, soaking her more, opening her up to a final thrust until I was balls deep, right up to the hilt, holding her still as our breathing settled again.
“You okay?”
She nodded as my hands ran over her body, across the soft skin of her belly, circling her belly button, visuals of me sucking chocolate sauce out of it swimming through my brain. I watched each stroke I took paving my way, soaking her in, trying to commit every single thing to each one of my senses. How she felt, her scent, her sounds, her taste, the way her body reacted to my touch.
I tugged her hips closer into me while I began to slowly move inside her, even with how tight she was, with how much I was stretching her out, she was so wet that I slipped almost all the way out before easing back in with a low, guttural groan.
“Fuck, baby, do you feel how hard my cock is for you? Do you feel what you’re doing to me?”
