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“I—I don’t know,” she whispers.
“Molly, what do you want?”
“You.”
“Finally.” I exhale with so much relief.
In a blink, my hands cup her face. Her lips are on mine again. Right where they belong.
We have so much to talk about. So much to fix. However, we both need a moment to escape and get lost in each other.
Our tongues clash together, and we scatter to the base of the staircase.
I want to consume her. To savor the sweet taste of her lips and the smell of her hair.
A fucking dream.
That’s what this must be—a dream, and although I’ve never been much of a religious man, I pray I never wake up.
“I want you,” I rasp against her swollen lips. I take the bottom one between my teeth. My length grows in my trousers, aching to be inside of her again. I need her close.
“Please,” she gasps. Her wet mouth finds its way to my jaw as she pulls the coat off my shoulders.
Is this all happening too fast?
I pull away to check on her. Molly stares back at me with swirls of amber in her eyes and a puffy face.
This woman.
A complex, loving, heart-too-big-for-her-own-good woman.
“I fucking hated that dinner. Hated how quickly it pulled me away from you.” I kiss the slope of her jaw. “Mine.” My lips connect with her nose. “Mine.” Her still-damp cheek. “Mine.”
I claim her mouth again. Molly wraps her arms around my neck and drags me closer.
“Yours,” she mewls against my lips.
My balls cinch at the mere promise from her.
“Best fucking thing I’ve ever heard.” I drag her body along the handrail, her back pressing into the banister. “God, my girl. You’ve taken over my entire mind.” Involuntarily, my hips thrust against her. I won’t last even a minute longer without feeling her wrapped around my cock. “Did you wear this shirt because you missed me, baby?”
“Yes,” she moans, pulling at the collar of my sweatshirt before she strips it off me. “Missed you. Need you.”
I must oblige and give her everything, anything she asks.
My thoughts race fast. I almost forget where we are. I can take her up against these steps, even this wall, but I should find her bed.
“I’m gonna get my girl upstairs and give her everything she needs,” I promise.
“No.” She presses her palms into my chest. I pull her to me by her waist. “Now, please. Here,” Molly pleads.
“Are you sure?”
Molly looks up at me with a stern expression. “I’m a grown woman, Matthew, and I’m telling you I want you.Now.”
Fuck. I won’t deny her a minute longer.
We spill out onto the staircase. Her shoulders rest on the marble steps. Molly locks her hands together and hangs on to my neck. She parts her legs for me and winds them around my torso.
