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I palm and massage her glorious ass cheeks, pressing them together.
She bites down, catching my lip.
“Sorry,” she whimpers, gazing up at me.
I smirk. “You never need to apologize for being a horny fucking thing. Never.”
“I can’t believe this is happening,” she murmurs. “I never thought you’d even look at me, let alone want me like this. I’ve…”
She trails off, turning her gaze away. I slide my hand up her body and softly take her chin, guiding her face back to me. “What?”
She shakes her head, a tiny frantic movement, as though she’s deathly afraid of whatever she was about to say.
“Tell me,” I demand, my voice husky, brimming with all my possessive desire. “Now, Molly. What the fuck were you going to say?”
Her jade green eyes widen and gleam with something I think I can read, but I’d never put words in my woman’s mouth. I’d never take the chance from her to be able to express herself in her own words.
She disentangles herself from me, as though she knows how difficult it’ll be to express herself when we’re pushed so close together. My cock pulses as though in rebellion, as though roaring at me to bring her back here right now, right this second.
She turns, giving me a sweet look at that round ass again.
“I’ve had a crush on you for a long time,” she whispers, her voice trembling. “And now it’s happening… now it’s real. And I don’t know what to make of it. If this is a trick, a joke, a game—”
“Look at me,” I tell her sternly.
She turns slowly, looking at the floor for a moment before tugging her gaze to mine.
“This is real, Molly. This is the most real thing I’ve ever felt. I want you… I need you.”
I stalk across the room, grabbing her hips and pulling her close to me again. My balls throb and ache and roar at me to unload inside of her, to push into her creamy begging-for-it hole and take her roughly.
She lets out a breathy moan before I claim her lips again, kissing her harder this time, more passionately. She gasps through the kiss as our tongues clash together, coming apart only to return to each other with even more fire, with even deeper need.
I grab her ass cheeks, indulging in massaging them, savoring the feel of their roundness and fullness. She’s so curvy, it drives me feral, my mind flooding with all the ways I could spank and palm and bite her big juicy cheeks when she’s naked when there’s no fabric cutting me off from her.
She gasps and breaks off the kiss.
“I need to tell you something,” she whispers frantically, leaning back in my embrace.
I squeeze her ass harder and she moans, her expression wavering like she can’t help it like she’s at my mercy and she likes it.
“Tell me anything you damn well want,” I growl. “Just keep making those noises, baby. I bet you’re soaked right now, aren’t you?”
“Murphy…”
I slide my hand from her ass around her hip, driving it up between her legs. She lets out a panting moan, grinding against me as I rub at her sex.
“Windows—dark. Lights—low.”
“What are you…”
Suddenly the floor to ceiling windows turn into solid black sheets, cutting out the city, and the lights turn on, soft and yellow and atmospheric.
“Doors—lock.”
With a loud click, the door to the hallway locks, sealing us in together.
“I can feel how wet you are through your pants,” I groan as I rub even faster, savoring her moans. “I need to make you come, Molly. I need to feel how hot and sticky your perfect pussy is. And I know you want it.”
“I do,” she moans, hardly able to push the words out past my grinding hand. “But—but—”
“But nothing,” I snarl. “You’re going to come for me and that’s the fucking end of it. Now be a good girl and do what you’re told.”
“Oh, God.” She whimpers. “Murphy. It feels so good.”
Chapter Eleven
Molly
I shift my hips as he rubs me harder, his hand sliding between my thighs, rubbing firmly and possessively. I writhe back and forth, something buried far within me compelling my movements.
It’s like my womb has taken control, fueling the hot pleasure, the budding euphoria which tickles across my lips and my clit with his every movement.
“Fuck, I need to feel your naked pussy. I need to feel your wetness.”
I gasp as he removes my belt and then unbuttons my pants, moving with a fluidity I never would’ve expected from a man of his hulking size.
I glance at the door and then at the blacked-out windows.
“What if somebody interrupts us?”
“They won’t,” he growls. “And they can’t. This room is sound-proofed. You’d need heavy explosives to get through that door. You’re trapped in here with me, Molly. Right where I want you.”
And right where I want to be.
