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“You’re so fucking wet, Molly. So tight around me,” he grits through his teeth. My walls clench even tighter, flooding the veiny thickness of his cock with slick wetness.
“I—ah.” The words don’t appear, because I know what’s coming, and I’m certain that, this time, it’s going to come. “Can—are?”
“I’m right here with you.” His lips cover mine. “Right here with you.”
I shatter at his words. Matthew follows, the hot shot of his cum filling the deepest parts of me.
Beautiful stars sprinkle my vision. My heart is exploding in colors. We’re a mess of limbs, sweat, and lips.
This was so much more than sex.We made love.
Every one of my senses is alight.
Matthew pulls my limp body into his chest, holding me carefully and not breaking the connection betweenus. His lips brush against my temple, bringing me back down to earth. There’s paint everywhere, but I like it.
“I’ve never felt this way before.” My voice is husky as my lips press into the stubble on his jaw.
“Me either.” Matthew smiles warmly.
We linger in the silence for a few moments, and I let myself enjoy it. Allow myself the opportunity to listen to his breath, the sound of the wind outside. It’s peaceful, not numbing.
He pulls out of me slowly.“Molly, I actually have to tell you—” he begins, but a crackle sounds through the room. I swing my head toward the door, yanking myself out of his arms in a hurry. “What was that?”
“I’m not sure,” I say.
“Hello, lovebirds!” Lolita’s voice sounds through an intercom box by the entrance. “Hope you’ve had a splendid afternoon. Sorry to cut your time short, but dinner has been moved up to six thirty. Your parents are expecting you at the restaurant.”
My heart speeds up into a full-blown frenzy.
“We need to get back.” I slide off the table and run around the room looking for my underwear. My right sandal must’ve fallen off during…oh no. I indulged in being Just Molly too much, and now I’m going to pay for it. “Where on earth is my sandal?”
Matthew says something I don’t register as I rush through the stained studio, getting paint splotches everywhere. Our large canvas is soaked with color, and I can’t spare a moment to admire the fun we had. Can’t even find a way to breathe.
I hurry over to the intercom and press the speaker button. “We’ll be right down.”
My parents are here. They’re going to decide.
It’s all so, so soon.
“Molly.” Matthew appears in front of me. His pants are on, his shirt half buttoned. He holds out my Cult Gaia sandal, and I take it from him and slide it on. “It’s going to be okay. We got this.”
There’s paint all over my skin. How am I going to scrub this off?
Matthew’s initials on my palm, my own on his. My heart sinks even further into my stomach. I don’t want to wash them away yet. Not yet.
“Look.” He lifts one of his fingers and rubs at the paint, like he knows what I’m thinking. “It comes right off, okay? I’m going to help you get ready, and no matter what happens, I’ll be with you every step of the way.”
The nagging in my chest warns me not to trust him, not to get too close. Because deep down, I’m afraid that, however pure this feels to me, it’s still pretend. He’s said he doesn’t want a relationship, that he can’t give someone what they want, and that reality hasn’t quite left my thoughts.
But right now, I don’t listen. I have Matthew.
A man who’s made me feel like I belong, like I’m enough as the person I am. Not the person I can be for others.
I love Matthew Hudson, and I’m going to marry him.
Chapter20
Molly
