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I’m not sure how to respond to this. The idea of Ryan flatly telling us, no, we can’t be together and making me choose between them makes me sick. It makes me realize that, even if I’m confident I’ll be the best dad I possibly can for my and Molly’s children, I’m not the best dad for Ryan. I can’t definitively say I’d choose my son.
“It’s okay,” she says, reading me. “We don’t have to talk about that now.”
“I want you so badly,” I tell her. “Every part of you, but…”
“I get it,” she murmurs. “I just wish there was some way I could make you feel better. Even for a little while.”
When her voice gets breathy, it’s difficult to keep my cool. I press my hand down on her thigh, squeezing, my manhood pushing against my pants like it’s trying to escape. My end bulges and leaks hot precome, a shallow preview of what exploding inside her tight, warm hole will feel like.
“Is there?” she asks, looking up at me with those seductive eyes. It’s not like she’s purposefully trying to be seductive. It’s her natural lust bursting out of her, her natural beauty.
I swallow. “Don’t tempt me, Molly.”
She grabs my chest, her fingernails pressing through my clothes. “I know we can’t go all the way,” she whispers, “but you’re leaving soon. Before that, I want to help you like you’ve helped me.”
Despite everything, I smirk. “Don’t give me ideas.”
“Maybe Iwantto give you ideas.” She bites her lip, looking so damn sexy I almost erupt in my pants. “But you’ll have to tell me what to do.”
“You’ve never…” I can’t go any further. It’ll mean referencing Ryan.
“Before you, I only ever kissed boys,” she says. “Going further never felt right, but I want to make you happy.”
She’s pushing bravely past her nerves, letting her lust-filled and sassy side emerge. I almost lose it when she puts her hand on my knee and then glides it up my thigh toward my manhood. Hot tension rushes up my shaft as she gets closer. Soon, I won’t be able to tell her to stop. Yet if we don’t go all the way, maybe I’m just giving myself an excuse.
I groan when she reaches my manhood. She makes the hottest gasping noise as she tightens her hand around my dick. “You’re so hard,” she whispers.
“It’s because you’re so perfect,” I snarl.
“Tell me what you want.” She bites her lip again as if the nerves are trying to steal the words from her. “Tell me what to do.”
I shudder as she begins stroking up and down slowly, her eyes on me the whole time, cheeks red with excitement, nerves, and conflicted emotion.
“First, we need to get somewhere private,” I snarl, ignoring the pulse of guilt deep inside me.
Standing up, I reach down, scooping her into my arms. She moans as I hold her to my chest, one arm under her knees, the other bracing her back. I carry her through a doorway, making me think of carrying her across the threshold on our wedding day.
Carrying her up the stairs, I ignore another flare of guilt as we pass Ryan’s room. I suppose it’s a sign of how casual they were, considering I never met or heard of Molly until after it was all over. Nudging my bedroom door open, I carry my woman to the bed and gently lay her down.
She sits up, staring. “Duke…”
“Get those big, perfect tits out,” I groan, knowing Ethan could call my cell or knock on the door any second. Then it’ll be go time. “And get your beautiful mouth ready for my dick.”
“I’ve never done that before,” she murmurs, pulling at her hoodie.
“My dick was made for you,” I groan. “Your pussy. Your mouth.You.”
She unclips her bra, causing more burning precome to leak from my dick. Her big breasts bounce free, so full and captivating. Her nipples are big and look juicy asfuck. I can’t stop myself from kneeling down, massaging her tits, pushing them together so I can suck on one of her eager nipples and then the other.
She moans, pulling on my clothes. “This is about you.”
I smirk. “This isforme.” I suck even harder, tasting her perfect nipple.
Then I stand, shuddering all over. “Go on, Molly. Get my dick out. Suck my tip. Rub your hand up and down my shaft. Do it. Now.”
Before the guilt and the shame become too much.
She grabs my belt, loosens it, and then busies her hands with my button. The moment she pulls my pants and underwear down and grabs the base of my cock, I can’t feel guilty anymore. Every part of me is focused on the moment, just like in a fight.
