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“Holy fuck. Oh God, oh God. COLE!” Molly’s fingers dig into my arms as I thrust inside her.

“Let go, baby.”

Her screams of pleasure echo around us as her pleasure takes hold. I pick up the pace, slipping a hand between us to touch her sensitive flesh and pull one more orgasm from her. Her body trembles as another wave hits and I bottom out inside her, both of us tumbling over the edge, this time together.

My eyes are fixed on her as she slowly flutters back to me.

“Wow.”

“That good?”

“Oh, I’m sure you do not need me to stroke your ego. Not with moves like that.” Molly leans up and kisses my lips.

“It’s never my ego that needs stroking.” I roll my hips again; my cock is still hard inside her.

“That can’t be normal.”

“I’ll let you rest. But, I’m not done with you.”

Chapter Eighteen

Molly

“So. When are you planningon moving in?” Cody asks me over a cup of coffee a few weeks later.

I’m currently sitting at the kitchen counter with my own cup of coffee and a bagel, dressed in one of Cole’s shirts and a pair of his shorts.

“A little soon for that, don’t you think?”

“I figured, if he’s kicking me out, you must be moving in,” Cody laughs.

“He’s not really kicking you out. He was merely having a dramatic moment.”

Speaking of the devil, Cole comes down the steps and enters the kitchen in a pair of shorts with his running shoes on.

“I really am kicking him out,” he says. Clearly, he overheard the conversation. “We talked last night after you fell asleep. Time for Cody to find his own place. Spread his wings and fly.”

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