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Maybe she doesn’t.

The Ken doll that strode into my house when she was moving in could be giving her what she needs, but Molly doesn’t glow or skip her way out when she leaves to go anywhere so I’m going to say that my comment still holds true.

“Do you want me to stop?” I ask, a little voice praying to God inside me that she doesn’t deny what’s about to happen. “Or do you want me?”

“I don’t want you,” she replies instantly, and I feel my chest tighten. “But I do want you to fuck me again and show me exactly how much you wanted it.”

I shake my head even though she might not be able to see it because I shouldn’twantit.

Nonetheless, it doesn’t stop the desire from forming over and over again until it’s annoyingly painful.

I can’t ignore her and how good she is with my girls.

How good she was to me the night we met at the bar and she didn’t even know me.

Molly may have a smartass mouth and a sassy little attitude, but she’s flawless in every way that’s important to me.

“I don’t need to be scaring you away,” I state, because unleashing on her might forever end this and I always want the door to be open.

“You don’t scare me, Kai. You not giving me everything and holding back would be a shame.” Her palm falls to my chest. “If you don’t give it to me how I want it then you don’t do it at all.”

“You’re giving me an ultimatum?”

“I’m giving you an option. Or don’t you ask your partners what they like?”

Not really.

However, I’m more than intrigued by what Molly wants me to do. “And what’s that?”

She rises on her tiptoes and I’m afraid she’s going to kiss me.

You just kissed her, idiot.

And it’s then that I realize that it was the first time, because we didn’t make out when we fucked the first time.

We just fucked.

“I want you to bend me over”—her comment is barely a whisper—“and fuck me until I can’t take anymore.”

Literally goals.

“Against the wall?”

“Yes.”

“Then what?” My fingers find her sensitive nub again and I feel her fingers curl against my chest. “I guess the last time I got to do whatever I wanted to do. It’s only fair that I play by your rules.”

“The thing is…I wanna play by yours. No rules.”

My forehead presses against hers because she doesn’t know what she’s doing to me. Molly is making me want to lose control in every way possible. “I don’t know if you’re aware of what you’re asking me, sweetheart. I don’t fuck nice.”

“Good.” Her lips brush mine but she doesn’t go in for the kill. “Because nice doesn’t seem to hit as good as you do.”

It’s like the magic words that activate every motion in my head.

Spinning her around, I wrap an arm around her hips as Molly voluntarily bends over.

I wish I could see this.

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