Page 68 of Last Round

“Why?”

“I’ve never really done anything like that before. The other night, it was the first time and I had a lot of liquid courage coursing through my veins, not to mention I was so horny I was about to burst. But now… sober… planned… I guess I kind of freaked.”

“You didn’t like it when we used the toy? If not, that’s okay. Believe me, I’m plenty okay with being left to my own devices.” I rub my firm hard-on between her legs to demonstrate my point.

“I did. But…” She looks away.

Grabbing her chin, I pull her focus back to my face. “Talk to me. I promise there is nothing you can ever say or do that would turn me off.”

She nods but still hesitates. “I’m not very experienced. I don’t really want to get into the whole previous partners thing. But let’s just say it wasn’t always that great. Okay, never that great. I never even had an orgasm with someone else before. Well, I thought I might have once, but I’ve recently been made aware that was not an orgasm or at least nothing like I felt with you.”

Alarms blare in my mind already. It’s reeling with worst-case scenarios. “What sort ofnot great?”

“Oh, I just mean… it was pretty vanilla when we did have sex or it was me going down on him.”

My fists clench as I grind my molars. I’m not sure all who she’s been with, but I know at least one of the fuckers, and I already think he’s a grade-A douche.

“Killian,” Molly cautions. “This is why I didn’t want to talk about it. It’d be easier if you weren’t stuck seeing my ex every day and this was maybe just a hypothetical someone. I know you, and I’m not going to let you get into trouble because my first experiences sucked.”

“Fine,” I say after a few deep breaths. “So toys?”

She smiles. “Check under the bed.”

I hop off the mattress like a kid on Christmas morning. I snatch the backpack hiding under the bed and tear it open, looking to see what Santa brought me. “You sneaky little vixen.”

“I might have stopped in earlier when you weren’t here and hid them. I figured just in case I changed my mind...”

“No more hiding. Seriously, Molly, I will go as far ornot faras you want. I’ve got no hard limits… well, one. No sharing. I mean, if that’s something you’re really interested in, I’d give it the good old college try. But—”

“I appreciate the offer.” She giggles. “Don’t worry, I don’t have any fantasies about something like that. Bex has talked to me about it, and it’s not up my alley.”

I’ve unpacked all her toys, have them laid out on the bed next to us, perfectly lined up for use. There are a couple vibrators, one of those rose-shaped clit suckers, Mr. Thrusty as I like to call him, and a small plug.

“I haven’t used that yet,” Molly comments the moment she sees where my eyes land.

“No?”

“I was curious about it. Bex…” Molly shakes her head. “I shouldn’t keep bringing up my friend when we’re in the bedroom.”

“I don’t mind. I mean it, Molly, no holding back.”

“Okay.” Her face turns the deepest shade of red I’ve ever seen. “I talked to her about that thing you did with your tongue. I liked it… a lot. I’ve never done anything back there… like ever. Honestly, the entire concept terrified me. She told me that…analstuff is totally normal. If done right, it feels really good. Anyway, she suggested that if I were interested, I should start with something small because, well, you’re…not. So she gave me that. I tried to use it, but it was difficult and it kind of hurt so I gave up.”

“Can I?” She continues to worry her lip, so I add, “It’s okay if you don’t want to. But if you are really curious, I can help. If it hurts or is uncomfortable at all, just tell me and I’ll stop.”

“Okay.” She nods. “I trust you.”

I crawl over her body again. Press my mouth to hers. And slip a hand between us, gripping her breast firmly as I knead the plump flesh. Abandoning her lips, my kisses travel down to those magnificent peaks. I push her shirt and bra up and swallow her breast whole as I take it into my mouth.

“Holy fuck,” Molly squeals as her back arches.

As I continue to suck on her one breast, I let go of the other. My hand slides behind the waistband of her leggings and underwear. I slip a finger between her folds to lightly play with her clit. Not too hard, just enough to stimulate the area and get her dripping for me.

“That feels so good,” she mewls, spreading her legs wider.

I release her tit with a pop and pull my fingers from her pants. I quickly undress her and strip down to my briefs, then take my favorite position between her thighs. I spread and hold her open with my shoulders before I go to town licking and sucking her clit.

“More.” Molly threads her fingers through my hair and pulls my face closer to her. “Please, I’m right there.”

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