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He laughed. “What an insatiable little devil my little Molls is turning out to be.” He smiled that wolf’s smile again, his eyes spelling mischief, then he ducked his blond head and playfully nipped the beaded points of her nipples, and the stimulus was almost too much to bear.
“Thank you for the gift you’ve given me,” he whispered against her flesh, switching from one nipple to the other. “My entire life I worried someone else would take what I wanted.”
That husky, unexpected confession turned her on like flicking on a light switch, and together with the nibbles he was giving her? It was a winning combo. Her muscles stiffened as the blissful sensations rippled through her. She clung to his shoulders, squirming as red-hot desire took her over and his warm, wet tongue tortured her beyond measure.
“Oh, Jules,” she sighed. “Don’t do that unless you…you know.”
“Yeah, I know,” he said, coming up to her ear, murmuring, “I got you, baby, you know I do.”
Molly turned her head, opened her mouth and kissed him, lazily at first, then vigorously. “No. Now it’s my turn to torture you,” she said sheepishly.
She pushed him under her and he obediently lay on his back as she greedily took in his magnificent body with her eyes. From head to toe, Julian was a masterpiece she wanted to memorize.
Eyes narrowed, he crossed his hands behind his head and let her touch him, like a pasha being pampered and tended to. She bit her bottom lip while her breasts throbbed for his touch and the place between her legs pricked with wanting. Her hands stroked his abs and pectorals and round, hard biceps, and then trailed downward to cup his mesmerizing hardness….
He sucked in a harsh breath through his teeth. Molly’s eyes blurred as she seized his hard length—so big she could not grip him with only one hand. He was so aroused and powerful that she could feel him pulsing underneath her palms and fingers. She wanted to lick him there, lick him everywhere, like a lollipop. “I want to kiss you here, Jules.” She patted him gently, her insides clenching with pure, unadulterated lust.
His nostrils flared, his eyes almost black. “Then stop teasing and kiss me.”
Molly watched his face as she bent her head, and she would never forget the flaming, pulse-pounding lust in his eyes, as if he could eat her up and not want anything else for the rest of his life. “Like this?” she asked tentatively as she dipped her puckered lips and placed a kiss right on the tip.
His hips bucked wildly, his biceps bulging as he fought to keep his arms back.
“Do you like it, Jules, or—?”
“Baby, I’ve dreamed of this,” he murmured in a coarse, thick voice, his torso rising and falling with each soughing breath. “Morning, noon and night, I’ve dreamed of this….”
Molly bent her head and watched him, melting in heat at the harsh look of ecstasy on his face. His eyes burned into the top of her head as she snaked out her tongue to lick him in a slow circle around the tip, savoring his taste and the incredible feel of his hardness sliding into her mouth. She opened wider and took the first couple of inches inside of her. His hands rounded over the back of her head and his fingertips delved gently into her hair as he eased her head back so their gazes locked. Her eyes felt heavy with arousal, and his gaze was thick-lashed and stormy.
“Did you think of me, too, baby?” he said in a guttural whisper, and Molly released him, then climbed on top of him and straddled his hips, bending to press her lips hungrily to his.
“So much I’ve never even looked at another man, Jules,” she whispered into his mouth.
She felt the powerful tremor that rushed through his body at her words. Then he took charge and twirled his tongue around hers while his hands slid down her back to grip her buttocks. He squeezed the plump flesh, moving her so their hips aligned and his rigid erection pressed right into the part where she was soaked.
“I’ve thought of this every day for so damned long. I won’t even begin to tell you how many times during the night.”
“I want you in me, Jules.” She rocked her hips enticingly against his length. She was wonderfully sore and yet needed to feel him again, only to be sure this was real. This was happening. She was his, and he was hers.
Hard and strong, he easily rolled her over and loomed above her now, and the sight of him poised at her entry drove her to the edge. His golden skin glowed with a thin sheen of perspiration, and his shoulders and arms bulged with straining muscles, corded with pumping veins. She couldn’t believe that this wonderful creature would want her like he did. Would look at her in the way he was looking down at her now. That her hero and friend and favorite person in the world could also be her lover.
Clutching him closer, she whispered, “I want you, but slowly so it won’t hurt.”
“I’ll be careful with you. Come here, Moo.” He gathered her closer, holding her firmly against him as he slowly eased inside her.
“Yes!” she cried out, squeezing her eyes shut against the onslaught of sensation—a deluge of love and passion and everything she’d always wanted. Right here in her arms, after years of being so close to it.
A sound tore from his straining body as he began a hard, thorough pace, his lips dragging wildly over her face, her lips, her cheeks, her temple as his hips rammed against hers and she held on to him for dear life. He drove her to the precipice and made her gasp out his name, and then he followed her with one last thrust, her body clutching his in a long, tight orgasm.
For an hour afterward they lay entangled in bed and remembered their little adventures as teenagers. As Molly drifted off to sleep, she felt so content, so genuinely happy, she thought at last her life was as it should be.
Nothing would come between her and her soul mate any longer.
Eight
Full sunlight streamed through the windows of Julian’s bedroom as Molly cracked open one eye, and then the other. Noticing it was past 10:00 a.m., she moane
d languorously and rolled and stretched on the bed, anxious to feel the warm contours of the body she’d snuggled against all night long. But Julian wasn’t in bed with her.
