Page 186 of Fighting the Forbidden

“Tell me you still want this, Molly.” I kiss along her collarbone to her neck. A sense of panic slams into me. How am I supposed to leave her this summer? Nope. Not the time. “Tell me to stop if you want me to.”

Her body shivers against mine. “Keep kissing me.”

That’s it. I can’t wait another second to devour her perfect, pouty lips. Her soft moan against my mouth says she wants me as much as I want her. She parts her lips and I dip my tongue inside. She opens wider and I deepen the kiss.

Her fingers thread into my hair and I groan at the sensation. “Molly,” I whisper, desperate for her to understand what’s inside me. “I love you so much. You know that, right?”

She lifts her gaze to mine. “I love you, too.”

I kiss lower, running my tongue over her collarbone, dragging the straps of her bra down. I trail my tongue over the peaks of her nipples straining against the sheer fabric. Something hard pokes my tongue. A clasp at the front.

“I really like this bra, Molly,” I whisper. “But it has to go.”

She arches her back as if begging me to undo the clasp. “I’ll wear it for you again.”

I barely touch the clasp and it pops open, freeing her breasts into my eager hands. “Best bra ever,” I murmur, nuzzling my face against her skin.

“I thought you’d like it.” She laughs softly, then sighs and runs her fingers through my hair. “Please.”

“What? What do you need?”

“I want to touch you.”

“Touch me, baby.”

She slides her palms down my sides, over my back, and up to my shoulders again. “You’re so strong,” she whispers.

“So I can protect you.”

The corners of her mouth tilt down. “I don’t want to share you.”

“Share me?” I glance over my shoulder in an exaggerated search of the room. “With who?”

“The world.”

It takes a few heartbeats for her meaning to click in my brain. “No one else in the world is you.”

“I…” She hesitates. “But I’m always worried you’ll find someone older or prettier or?—”

I press my lips to hers, cutting off that nonsense. My hands cup her cheeks, framing her face and forcing her to meet my eyes. “There is no one else more beautiful. No one I want more than anything in the whole world. I swear, a few months will never change that.” I kiss her again. “I’m doing this for us.”

“I know,” she whispers, not sounding convinced at all. She hooks her fingers around my neck and draws me close again.

“No, wait.” I stop and pull back. “Is this because you’re worried about losing me?” I circle my hand in the air, indicating the candles, the outfit…everything. “We don’t have to?—”

“Oh. No.” Her eyes shine with indignation and she loops her arms around my neck. “I’ve waited long enough.”

“I’ll be thinking about you the whole time I’m gone.” I kiss her neck. “You’re going to kick ass at your internship and learn all sorts of new things.” I drag my tongue to her breast and circle her nipple.

She twists her body and wiggles lower.

“Where you going?”

“I want to touch you.” Her hand grazes my cock, and a shudder races through my body. She grips me tight, and I bite back a moan.

Molly remembers everything I told her the night of her prom. For someone with so little experience, she has me ready to black out from the intense pleasure of her perfectly timed strokes.

I really might come all over her leg if she keeps that up.

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