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I force my face into the water again, attempting to wash away her smell, but the sweetness grows potent.
My eyes shoot open. Perfect, I’ve lathered myself with Molly’s body wash.My palm meets the tiled wall. I need to resist. I focus on my pounding pulse.
Thrum.
Molly’s laughter.
Thrum.
Molly’s flushed cheeks.
Thrum.
Molly’s bra.
A creak sounds outside. I still. Is Molly back? But her typical, singinghellodoesn’t come from behind the door.
Fuck. My free hand reaches for my cock, and I hate myself for the dragging grip over my length, but I give in. My eyes are sewn shut, my heart galloping as I keep a feverish pace.
I shouldn’t be touching myself while thinking about my fake girlfriend, my coworker, my friend. But the argument is flimsy when my mind conjures an image of Molly’s eyes rolling into the back of her head as she moans beneath me.
My palms possessively trace down her rosy skin. I anchor myself over her. She smiles, her gaze locked on mine. My lips smother her in kisses, my tongue devouring her neck and full breasts. The reddish tint of her nipples as they harden between my teeth.
She’s wet for me and makes a groan as my fingers circle her swollen clit. Her body arches into mine as I play with her pussy.I’d commit hours to her, try numerous toys if that’s what it took to get her there.
“Matthew.” My name drags off her lips. I pick up the pace, stroking my cock vigorously.
“You’re exquisite, darling; every inch of you is exquisite.”
“Matthew,” she says again through a lazy smile, and my balls cinch together with a heavy weight.
“Just like that, Molly.” I push my fingers into her, and her breath catches when I angle myself deeper. “You just let me make you feel so good.”
I need her.
I need to feel her, fill her, taste the way my cum drips out of her beautiful pussy.
The confession is enough to send me over the edge.
“Matthew?” Molly’s real voice, not the one my mind conjured, comes from behind the bathroom door.
“Uh—” I catch my breath. The release from my orgasm is still pounding through me. “Yeah? Are you okay?”
“I’m good, just checking to make sure it was you in here. I heard someone talking.”
“It’s me. Just reciting something for a presentation,” I call out. My forehead connects with the tile.A presentation?“I’ll be out in a second.”
“Take your time.”
The cold water fails to calm the heat flaring in my veins. I open my eyes again, struggling to jolt myself out of my salacious daydream.
I’m a wreck.
Chapter14
Matthew
“We’re here,”Molly announces as we approach an outdoor kitchen set against a beautiful canyon backdrop. Lolita’s wearing an apron as she stands among the various burners and open flames on the stone countertops.
