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“This isn’t a game to me, Molly. I think about you all the time and I haven’t been with anyone else since before we got together.” When she finally looks up at me, I see the uncertainty in her deep blue eyes as she searches my face, like she’s trying to read my mind.
Anger spears through my heart and I tell myself I’m out of here if she doesn’t believe me. Somehow, I instinctively know that if I leave, mending our relationship will be next to impossible, but a part of me needs to believe that I’m in control here.
“Why me?” she asks, as moisture floods her eyes. “I’m not that pretty, or experienced, I—I’m not fishing for compliments,Royce. I just keep telling myself that you’ll get bored. I enjoy being with you, but I’m not expecting it to last forever, either.”
I slam my mouth over hers, mostly because I don’t know what to say and because I’m a little relieved. Then I get angry again.
“You’re so beautiful, Molly. Shit, I’m upset and I’m still so goddamn hard for you! How the fuck is that even possible?” When she laughs at my statement, I pull her over me as I roll onto my back. “You feel that? You think I’m kidding?”
When I thrust upwards, it momentarily feels like the thin fabric of her underpants will give way. Denied instant and spontaneous access, I reach over for a condom and roll that down along my length as she shifts the scrap of satin to the side.
Squeezing her hips between my hands, I slowly start to ease my dick up into her silky warmth.
“You are beautiful. And funny. Adventurous. Kind and caring. I can share everything I’m thinking and feeling with you, without worrying that you’re judging me.” Being completely honest with her is making me longwinded. “When I’m with you, I don’t want to leave and when we’re apart, I make up reasons to see you.”
I stop talking once I’ve finally gotten my cock all the way into her. She lets out a little sigh and squirms around as her body adjusts to the intrusion. Grinning up at her, I reach my hand up to press against her abdomen; putting pressure against where I’m guessing the head of my dick is residing.
Based on her moan, I made a pretty good guess and she slowly starts to ride me.
“I need help,” she pleads, only halfway down my length.
“You’re one of the most capable women I’ve ever known. You can do this,” I respond, pulling my hands back and lacing my fingers behind my head.
Jamming herself down until her ass is resting on my thighs, she gives me a steely look. “You know, having one’s boyf…having you, refer to me as capable is notsexy.”
I shoot up into sitting position and thread my hand through her hair, tugging her head backward. “Call me your boyfriend, if you want my help.”
She bites down on her bottom lip and tries to rise again.
“Don’t be stubborn, sugar pie. Tell me we’re dating and call me your boyfriend, then I’llhelp youuntil you’re begging me to stop.” I duck my head down to suckle on each of her tits. Nipping one, then the other, finally gets her to cave.
“We’re dating, Royce,” she groans, sounding extremely possessive as she rotates her hips while I hold her in place. “I’m your girlfriend.”
And with the words that I always thought would shackle me, I feel truly free for the first time in my life.
Molly screams with laughter when I suddenly roll us onto her back to fulfill my promise. Except that she never begs me to stop. Nope, not my girl. I started to come during her second orgasm, and when I lift myself off of her chest I see that she has fallen asleep.
Well, that’s a new one.I think to myself, certain that no one had ever zonked off during sex with me before.
Chapter 12
Molly
“Good afternoon,” I formally greet Roy and his Ol’ Lady when they walk into my bakery a few days later.
Without hesitation, Ellie immediately rounds the counter and gives me a big hug.
“How are you doing?” she asks.
“How are you?” My eyes search her face before darting over to see Roy watching us with a wistful smile.
“Never better, my love,” she assures me. “Roy and I had such a good talk, one that I should have broached with him sooner, really. Now, there’s nothing to do but find out definitively.”
“I’ve been worried about you and Bree being hurt, and trying not to get my hopes up,” I confess to her, loud enough so Roy can hear me. “Has someone spoken to Tabby yet?”
“That’s why we’re here,” Roy answers my question. “She took blood from Frank, since he left town yesterday and then the three of us will stop by her house later for our blood draw.”
“It turns out she has a friend who works for a lab of some sort in Salt Lake City, and she’ll get everything handled there,” Ellie says, picking up the story.
