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Damn.
She looks at me, her eyes mimicking what I can only assume is the awe in mine. Raw and intense.
“You do that one more time, and I’ll really take this pussy. Take it all for myself.” I release her breasts and drop both of my hands around each side of her face. “You hang on now, okay?” She nods, and her thighs tightly hug my waist. She steadies herself on her forearms. I resume my strokes, slow and steady. “I should be scared that you’ve terrorized every spare second of my thoughts. But I’m so fucking alive with you.” I attach my mouth to her ear, teeth grazing her lobe as I force the words through my lips. “I want more of you every damn day.”
My legs almost give out, thighs burning as sweat drips down the backs of my knees, but I refuse to stop.
“You’re making me—Matthew—” Molly’s tone is panicked, and then her walls tighten around me with another heavenly grip.
There’s no going back to how things were before this. I’d fight however many fights she needs me to. I’d commit to breaking down my own walls for her. Anything for this precious girl who fills my life with color.
“I know. Give it to me.” I escalate my steady pace and drill into her, dragging my forehead to hers. Molly’s breasts bounce with every rough thrust. “Let me feel how good I treat our pussy.”
“I’m—I—gonna—” she whimpers, her face blurring the lines between disbelief and astonishment. “I’m gonna come.”
“Every. Single. Time.”
Her cunt convulses around me, and it’s enough to turn a starved man like me into an addict. That’s what I was before her, a man with a hunger I’d grown used to.
Molly’s eyes are glazed over as she refuses to break our stare. My hips batter into her, skin slapping against skin. She grows wetter around my cock.
She tugs my hair. “N-now,” she begs. “Please, together.” Her request sends me over the edge.
“I’m here, my girl. I’m going to fill this tight pussy with my cum, and you’re going to take all of it, aren’t you, baby?” Our swollen lips crash together, teeth against skin. I pull away, needing to see her beautiful face. “So beautiful with me dripping out of you.”
“Y-yes, I—I,” she screams, guttural and loud as she lets herself crash into bliss.
“I know, that’s it. Let go for me.” I keep my pace a while longer, letting her ride every ripple of pleasure as her body writhes beneath me. “I gotcha; I’m gonna be right here for you,” I groan. The flood of her heat around me becomes too unbearable. My breaking point snaps, and I cannonball right through it. My release rushes into her.
Fuck.
My joints tremble, bones somehow breaking and rebuilding in my skin as the low, rushing simmer of my orgasm liberates.
I collapse my weight against her.
Molly begins a soft laugh, the sound bubbling up inside of her like the rise in a symphony. “That was the best thing I’ve ever felt in my entire life.”
A smile breaks across her face like the dawn of a new day. I can’t remember the last time I felt as whole, as much of a man, as worthy as I do right now.
“Me too, darling. For me too.” I join in her laughter before carefully pulling myself out of her. I caress her limp body with a trail of kisses. One on her lips, her neck, her chest, each of her knees. I find my sweatshirt and use it to clean up the release on her thighs.
“I’m pretty sure I still feel you in me,” Molly whispers, watching me.
The words unlock something primal in me, hardening my cock, and I almost pounce on her again.
“I love hearing you say that.” I collapse beside her, pulling her onto my chest and leaning my head against one of the marble stairs. The stone digs into my side, and another presses against the strain in my thigh, yet I’m in a state of bliss. “We should talk…about earlier.”
“We will. But maybe we can get some sleep first?”
Smart girl. Both of us must be spent from not having a moment of rest in over twenty-four hours. I have no idea how I would’ve lain in bed without her at my side. Molly’s eyes close. I plant my lips on her temple, tasting the salty sweat on her skin.
“Let’s get you to bed.”
* * *
“I have to be honest,”Molly says, slowly wiggling out from beneath my arm and sitting up against her headboard. I prop a pillow behind my neck, grab my glasses from her nightstand, and put them on. “I haven’t had a lot of physical relationships.”
“Okay.” I nod, beckoning her to go on. The sky outside is hazy again. We must’ve slept through the entire Sunday.
