Page 44 of Dirty Temptation

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I let out a silent yawn and rub my hand through my hair, then gently glance down at Molly, who is sleeping on my chest. Her hand is splayed out across my other pec.

I don’t want to leave but the sun is rising and if I don’t go back to my room soon someone in the house will see me.

It’s a big house but not that big.

Just to be clear, we’re only doing this once.

Well I fucked her a second time in the early hours, and she had about four orgasms so I’m not sure how people count these things, but it wasn’t once.

And I would love a repeat.

We should have talked. I still don’t know where things stand with Greg. I don’t peg Molly as someone who sleeps around or cheats, so I’m going to assume it’s nothing serious.

I’m going to play it by ear and hope she wants to do that again.

Tonight.

Tomorrow night.

And maybe even when we get back to Philly.

However, it’s unlikely that Molly wants Payton to know we fucked, and I don’t want to draw my entire family’s attention to us being involved, so I know I have to get moving.

I run a finger across her forehead moving dark strands of hair off it. Her thick long lashes flutter in sleep and something stirs in my chest.

She’s so damn beautiful.

When I rid Molly of her clothes last night and took in her creamy skin and perfect figure, I had the urge to draw her.

I haven’t sketched for years.

Everything is done on computers now, but I found my finger running along the edges of her body as she watched me curiously. Then I cupped one of her breasts and flicked her nipple with my thumb as I met her gaze.

“Tell me what you like.”

“Not anal,” she replied with a confidence that made my cock twitch. “And I don’t like doggy style.”

I had tipped my head. “No?”

Molly shook her head. “I need to see my lover’s face.”

I slid my hand down her abdomen to the space between her legs and cupped her.

“Legs apart.” I ordered her and she did.

Submissive and sexy as fuck.

“What else?” I demanded of her as two fingers speared through her wet flesh, my cock jolting in my pants.

Her mouth parted in response, struggling to reply.

“God,” she gasped.

I smirked.

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