Page 51 of Protecting What Is Mine

I take my time, slow and steady like that for a while. Then, when I see the signs of an orgasm beginning to build in her, I switch again, this time turning Mollie onto her side and spreading her legs across the bed.

Again, I maintain a steady pace, fighting my own base desire for release. And again, when I see the signs of an orgasm building, I switch positions, this time flipping her onto her stomach.

Mollie opens her eyes and looks back at me, a look filled with lust and need, as she begs me not to stop.

That’s the look I’ve been waiting for. Now she’s ready.

I lightly smack her ass and push forward again.

We’re both close, ready to explode at any moment. Sweat rolls down my back, the need to come is overwhelming. “I’m close.”

The words are enough for Mollie. I feel her pussy tighten and I’m done for. Our orgasms, like our bodies, come in perfect harmony.

I drop to the pillow beside her, panting and smiling, and completely satisfied. She opens her eyes and smiles back before cuddling into me.

We lay there quietly, arms and legs wrapped tightly around each other, happy to let the world move on without us. At least for a while.

Mollie is the first to break the silence. “Are you as hungry as I am?”

“After that rodeo?” I chuckle. “Yeah, I think I could eat.”

Mollie sits up, scanning the room for her clothes. She climbs out of bed and picks her panties off the floor, stepping into them one foot at a time. “Now all we have to do is figure out how to convince Sam to stay here.”

“Right,” I say, as I slide my legs off the end of the bed and pull up my jeans. “Good luck with that.”

“Hey now.” Mollie throws her shirt, hitting me in the back of the head.

“I’m happy to offer suggestions, but the best ‘plan B’ I’ve come up with so far involves drugging her and tying her up. Just so you know what you’re working with over here.”

Mollie rolls her eyes. “Good to know I don’t have to figure this out all by myself.”

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