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She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on as they moved down the hall to the bedroom. "It seems counterintuitive."
Jacob leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to her lips. "How so?"
"That you'd want me on something soft while I'm pretty sure you're going to push into me hard."
He laid her back on the bed and saw her cheeks and breasts pinked with a blush.
Molly started to cover her face with her hands. "That was stupid, wasn't it?"
Jacob crawled up onto the bed beside her and reached for her hands, moving them away so he could see her and she could see him. "Nothing stupid about it, Mol. It does sound kind of odd when I think about it, but the first few times I'm inside you, I don't want to have to worry that you're going to get bruises. So no table.
"No wall."
Her eyes widened. Just a hint. "But later?"
She was going to drive him nuts and he loved it.
"Yes, later. Whatever you want." Jacob gently moved her legs so that her knees bent up before sliding his hands between her thighs toward her sex. "Now let me see."
Molly opened up before him and he was amazed at how pink and perfect she was.
He kept his gaze fixed at the apex of her thighs for what seemed like a second.
"I'm starting to worry about what you see down there." He heard the light laughter in her voice, but he also heard her worry.
"No need to worry, Molly. I'm just enjoying the view." He smiled as he drew both of his hands up to meet just a scant inch from her. "Have you ever looked at yourself before?"
She shook her head and he saw her dark strands of hair spilled pack against his sheets.
"You're glistening like there's liquid sugar all over you." He drew two fingers between her folds and he felt the sudden rush of heat against the tips of his fingers. "Hot. Sweet." He lifted his fingers to his mouth and licked her arousal off of them. "And delicious."
Jacob smiled when she pressed the back of her hand to her mouth. "Something wrong, sweets?"
He saw her throat tighten and work as she swallowed, but it was the wide-eyed look that she gave him that told him how aroused she was.
"I can't wait to get inside this sweet, wet pussy."
Jacob slowly pressed two fingers into her folds, sliding them in as he bent over her body.
He saw her eyes widen even more, but instead of watching her, he bent down and pulled her taut nipple into his mouth.
A ragged indrawn breath reached his ear as her hips rose slightly.
As he circled his tongue around her nipple, he slid his fingers out along her channel and just before his fingertips broke free, he slid them in again and his lips closed around her nipple, suckling on the hardening nub.
One of her hands came to rest on his shoulder, her fingers biting into his flesh.
"Feels good, doesn't it?"
Her hips bucked up a little, but he didn't move his fingers and she groaned, her nails biting harder into his shoulder.
"Yes," she gasped as he began to move again, "I thought that was a rhetorical question."
"Not yet, Molly," he whispered the words against the slight curve of her breast, "someday, when I know more about what sets you on fire, then maybe I won't ask you questions."
He kissed his way from the peak of one breast and across her sternum to her other side. Jacob changed hands, smiling when she moaned softly at the loss of his fingers. And this time, when his fingers slid into her, he used his fingers, wet with her arousal, to paint a circle around her nipple as he took the other into his mouth.
"How about that, love?" He rubbed his cheek against her breast and felt her body coat his fingers with more heat where they were tucked away inside her. "Can you come on my fingers so I can get myself inside you?"
