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“My parents are what you would describe as bohemian, and I was a “surprise baby” conceived somewhere between Ohio and Kansas when they were on a road trip to “find themselves”. Not ready for the commitment of a child, once I was born, they left me with gran so they could travel around the country in their VW van. To this day, they continue to spend most of their time in communes around the country.”
I look at her amazed.
“I get the occasional phone call, and if I am lucky, a letter every few years when they remember, but I haven’t seen them in over five years now, and I am not expecting to see them anytime soon. I love them and they love me, but we are like oil and water, we just don’t mix well together. So, it is just gran and I, and we have been together all of my twenty-five years here in this house.”
“You have a lovely home, Molly.” She looks at me and blushes.
“Would you like a coffee or tea?” she asks as she turns from me and slips into the kitchen with me hot on her heels.
“Coffee, thanks. I expect work to be busy tonight, so the caffeine would be welcome.” She nods but looks at me with a frown.
“What’s wrong, angel?” I ask quietly, before I register my pet name for her has passed my lips, causing her to blush again. I walk closer to her and place my arms around her waist from behind and kiss her gently on her neck. She leans back into me and lays her head on my chest. This woman does everything to me, and it is all I can do to keep contact to a minimum because I know she is delicate, and I don’t want to scare her, even though every thought I have of her makes me hard and ready to claim her as mine. Fuck, I just want to touch her every damn chance I get, and now that I have, I can’t stop.
“You have been out and about all day, first at the Boys and Girls Club, then at your office, then at the hospital with gran, and now you have to work all night, do you ever sleep?” She sounds genuinely concerned, so I try to lighten the mood.
Laughing I say, “No, that's why I need the coffee.” I let go of her and move back to sit at the kitchen table before I lose my self-control and ravish her while we stand next to the kitchen bench. I watch her, every move she makes is deliberate and thorough as she finishes off the drinks and joins me, sitting at the table.
“Thank you for everything. You have done so much for me. I know that saying thank you is just not enough…”
I cut her off because I don’t want her thanks, and I don’t want her to think she owes me anything. I grab her hand. “I like you, Molly, I like you a lot. I want to spend time with you, I want to get to know you... and your gran” I smirk, thinking of Shirley whose personality is all throughout this house, from the bright yellow curtains to the lavender placemats on the table that certainly do not coordinate with the multi-colored chairs.
“I like you too, Stephen,” Molly whispers, and I don’t know if it is the way she says my name or her whispered voice but my restraint snaps. I reach across to her, grabbing her neck and pulling her toward me, and I kiss her passionately, my hands cupped around her face, like I have wanted to since the day coffee was spilt down our front.
Slowly, I stand, and without breaking our kiss, I pick her up and sit her on the table. Her legs spread so I stand in between them, getting as close to her as I possibly can. I release her lips and kiss a trail down her jaw and neck where I breathe in her scent which makes my dick twitch.
It's already painfully pushing against my zipper, eager to get to Molly. And then I hear her softly moan, which nearly fucking ends me, and I growl, as I kiss my way back to her lips and take her mouth again. My restraint is hanging by a thread. My hands grip onto her hips, and I pull her toward my hardened center even more, so she can feel the hard need I have for her.
This woman will be my undoing, but I can’t stop. I feel like a starved lion who has found its prey, I want her more than I have wanted anything else. She tastes so sweet and pure, and her body is perfect, it dips and curves in all the right places. She is tiny, giving me the power to take her as I want to and that power surges inside of me right now, thrumming through me as I pull her tighter. Our bodies merge, any distance between us now long gone. Struggling to gain any control, my phone rings, startling us both apart, and I curse under my breath for the interruption.
I grab my phone and see it is Jake calling, and I answer with one hand as the other still has a grip on Molly’s hip. Her hands are holding onto my shirt at my chest, both of us panting.
“This better be good,” I grit out at the interruption.
“You need to come in, we have a situation with a double booking in the VIP area.”
I know better than to ignore Jake when he calls. Usually, a double booking is not a situation that requires my immediate attention; however, given the circumstances I find myself in, assisting the Feds on gathering intelligence on John, I know I need to go in asap because things need to be seamless.
“Be there in ten minutes,” I reply before placing my phone in my pocket and looking at Molly. She is flushed, her lips red and slightly swollen and hair softly falling out of her top knot and around her face and it is then that I realize I haven’t seen her with her hair down yet. I rest my forehead against hers. My arms running up and down her torso, itching to feel her skin and make her mine.
“Sorry, angel, I have to go,” I murmur to her, not wanting to go anywhere.
“It’s okay, go,” she whispers, nearly undoing me all over again, and I groan as I kiss her again. Softly at first, then more passionately so she knows I am all in with her, before I break away and lift her from the table, set her feet on the floor and take her in my arms.
‘I will see you tomorrow,” I say, because it is now my mission to see Molly daily.
She walks me to the door and watches me as I make my way back to the car. I look at her before I climb in and give her a smile and wink to which she replies with a cute smile and a flush of her cheeks. She gives me a little wave and closes her front door, then Chris drives me to Nitro.
And just like that, I am transferred from the light, back to the dark, knowing that what is ahead of me tonight is not going to be good.
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16
MOLLY
Sweeping me off my feet is an understatement. After kissing Stephen last night, I woke up today with a spring in my step, feeling lighter than I have in months. As I walk around the house getting ready for work, I decide to put on the crockpot, so I don’t forget to eat dinner tonight and I have something ready when I get home.
I pause as I hear a knock on the door. It is unusual for this time in the morning, so I peek out of the front window and my heart settles as I see a delivery van out front. Knowing that I haven’t ordered anything, I open the door hesitantly, to see a man standing there with the biggest bunch of flowers I have ever seen. He is visibly straining at the bulk of them, and I can’t even see his face because of the number of roses covering it. Opening the door wider, the man walks in and places the roses on the side table and lets out a sigh.
