Page 77 of Last Round

“Everything about you is sexy, snot and all.”

She chuckles.

“I’m new to relationships and don’t know what I’m doing. Every day I’m terrified that I’m going to screw this up and lose you. But the one thing I do know about relationships is they should be a partnership. If you didn’t feel like you could come to me or didn’t want to, then this, us, we would be doomed to fail eventually. This thing between us is real, Molly. I always want to be the person you come to—even if I’m the one you’re pissed at.Especiallyif I’m the one you’re pissed at. I want you to tell me. Because I know it’s going to happen, and I want to know when I do something wrong, so I can learn how to hopefully not do it again.”

Molly leaps into my arms. We collapse back onto the floor.

“This is real for me too,” she says before continuing to devour me.

I keep hold of her as I sit up and wrap her legs around my waist. She grips me tight, not breaking our kiss, as I lift us from the floor. Only good thing about trainingIl Douchethese past couple of weeks is getting back in shape. Not that I couldn’t have done it, but it makes getting off the floor while making out with this smoking hot woman that much easier.

I walk us to the bedroom and lower us to the bed. Each time I try to break our kiss, Molly tugs me back. Our lips remain locked as we stumble to get naked. And the moment our clothes are piled on the floor, I attempt to trail more kisses down her body.

“No,” she says, pulling me back to her lips.

“No?”

“I’m ready. I need you inside me now.”

I fumble, reaching for the nightstand to grab a condom, and slide it on. While I’m a huge lover of foreplay, especially eating her delicious pussy, I’m also all for giving my girl what she wants. “You want my cock?”

“Yes,” she pants, lacing her fingers in my hair while holding my face to hers. “I want you to fuck me.”

“Okay.” I line up my cock with her center and slam home in one hard thrust. I swallow her screams as she cries out. Then I slowly withdraw my cock before thrusting back in, filling her to the hilt. I angle my pelvis, purposely rubbing it against her clit.

“Fuck,” she moans. “I want more.”

“Tell me.” I suck her bottom lip between my teeth and nibble on it. “What does your greedy, tight little pussy want?”

“I want you to fuck me so hard that I won’t be able to walk straight in the morning.”

I keep myself buried inside her as I scoot us to the end of the bed until I’m able to stand. Raising her hips up, I assist her in resting her ankles over each of my shoulders. “Are you ready?” I say, admiring the perfect view this position gives me.

She bites her bottom lip and nods.

With the green light, I grip her hips and go to town, watching as Molly claws the sheets in an attempt to hold on before crying out her pleasure with every thrust. I get lost in the momentum, going faster and faster until her legs quiver and her pussy strangles my cock. I fuck her through her orgasm without slowing down. As her body gears up for another, I vigorously rub her clit, showing it no mercy. Her orgasm is so strong this time she pulls me over the edge with her.

I struggle to stand once we’re finished. She’s still in her post-orgasmic haze when I pull out, clean myself up, and grab a towel to wipe her down. I move us back to the top of the bed. My arm drapes over her waist, pulling her close. Her naked body lines up perfectly with mine as we lie on our sides.

“Goodnight, Molly.” I kiss the top of her head.

“Goodnight, Killian.”

Hopefully, after she’s had a chance to sleep on it and look at this situation with a fresh set of eyes, I’ll be able to convince her to stay here with me. I’ve never really liked living alone. The place always felt empty. But since Molly’s reappearance in my life, filling these walls with her warmth and laughter, it’s become almost unbearable when she’s not here.

Closing my eyes, I drift off and dream of a world where she says yes.

The Naked Truth

Killian

“Areyouup?”someonecalls out in the distance. “Man, I really fucked up last night.”

I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to ignore whoever it is and get a few more minutes of sleep. Molly stirs as well. I snuggle her closer. I’m glad we’re both on the same page. We were up most of the night, taking small naps before going at it again. My favorite instance was when I woke up to her riding me, using me all on her own. My girl had a lot of frustration to fuck out of her system. Not that I’m complaining.

“Molly and Jessica got into a huge fight last night. Molly took off, quit her job. I should’ve tried harder to stop her, but Jessica and I got into an argument. I’m surprised the cops didn’t show up with how we were shouting at each other on my front lawn. Finally she settled down and apologized. But by then, it was too late and Molly was long gone. I figured she’d come back when she cooled down, but her room was empty. I checked Bex’s. She never showed up there and she’s not answering her phone. I’m worried. She was really upset. What if something happened to her?”

Fuck.

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