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That quickly sends her over the edge and I smile when I move up along her body. I remove my clothes and give her a moment to recover.

“I want you,” she says. I kiss her, reaching for one of her small hands, I wrap it around my dick.

Her head shoots up from the pillow, nearly headbutting me. “What is that?”

“It’ll be alright,” I assure her. “It just might take a little getting used to.”

As she continues to stare at it, I start to get more than a little self-conscious. Not that I have anything to worry about in the size department, but meat like this is expected on someone of Gunner or Russian’s height, not mine.

The nine inches that I have is nothing to sneeze at, but coupled with the width at the head—until it tapers down at the base—I was lucky to get a hand job from my high school girlfriends.

Oh, and it curves.

After I graduated from high school, a couple of my buddies and I headed out this way for a summer job at a guest ranch. When we randomly found ourselves at a party at the clubhouse and I finally lost my virginity to someone who appreciated what I was gifted with—I knew I wasn’t going home.

I slide my hand back down to Molly’s pussy and start finger fucking her again. She’s definitely wet enough to accept me, I just need her to trust that I can make her feel good and not like she’s being hit by a train.

“I think I should be on top,” she suggests, determination shining in her blue eyes.

Thank fuck that’s not a ‘no’. I exhale the deep breath I was holding and lean in to kiss her some more. Shifting back, I roll a condom on before I tug her on top of me.

Spreading her pussy lips apart, I rest the head of my cock just inside her entrance and hear her suck in her breath.

“I was just getting you started,” I say, trying to keep her calm before changing to a formal British accent. “Let me know if I can be of any further assistance.”

Her eyes dart from my chest up to my meet my gaze and for the first time in minutes, there’s a smile hovering around her lips.

“Christ, Royce,” she moans out, trying to slide herself down my length.

Until now, I’ve just been holding my dick in place, but I lean up to lick her nipples—and that finally gets her moving in the right direction.

Before long, she’s asking for more help and I eagerly roll her onto her back, pulling one of her legs over my shoulder.

I keep my thrusts shallow, Molly’s going to feel me all day tomorrow as it is. It’s when she reaches her hand up to cup mycheek, maintaining eye contact with me as her orgasm overtakes her, that I do something I’ve never done before. I come at the same time.

Wrapped in her arms as we catch our breath, I can’t stop kissing her neck, ear, head, any area within reach really.

“Can I stay the night?” I ask, hating to break the moment, but not wanting to assume anything.

“Um, I have to get up earlier since I didn’t start my prep,” she whispers back.

I can’t stop the hurt I feel with her words and start to swing a leg off of the bed.

“Sometimes you snore,” she continues. “But maybe if you sleep on your side, you won’t?”

“I—um, yeah. I’ll sleep on my side. I can stay?” I confirm and when she nods, relief floods through me. “Poke me if I snore, I don’t mind.”

“Deal,” she replies, giving me a quick kiss. “Now let me get cleaned up before I crash again.”

Within minutes, I’m spooned around Molly, listening to her snoring and smiling like a fool. Lifting my head when I see her phone light up, I chuckle when I see it’s just past nine.

I can’t remember the last time I went to bed this early.

Chapter 10

Flint

“Bree?” I confirm, calling her name over my shoulder from the easy chair when I hear the front door open. “You were late tonight.”

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