Page 59 of Moonlit Kisses

Her eyes widen. “Does that mean you’ll give him a chance?”

“Of course. I was always going to give him a chance. I just … I need some time, Holly.”

Her smile reveals deep dimples to match mine, and her eyes light up. “I’m so happy to hear that. I’d better message Mom to come get me. It’s getting close to dinner, and I still have homework to do.” She drops her head back on her shoulders and groans. “I hate homework.”

“We all do. Trust me, you’re not alone. I can drop you home if you’re not too far from here. I don’t know my way around the city very well yet.”

“I don’t live that far from here. I could have walked, but Mom wanted to make sure I got here safely.”

A few minutes later, I stop in front of a stunning three-story home. The lights are already on inside, giving it a welcoming feel. “You have a lovely home.”

Holly looks up at it from her position in my car. “It’s okay.” She shrugs. “It’s just a house.” She has no idea how lucky she is to have a home, let alone one so beautiful. I’m glad that she takes it for granted because it means she’s never gone without. Holly opens her door. “Thanks for the ride. Will I see you again?” she asks timidly.

“Of course. I’ve got years of teasing to catch up on.” I wink at her.

“Cool. Bye.” She slams the door and takes the steps up to the front door, two at a time. Beth’s waiting at the door for her. She waves at me, and I return it, then turn my car around so I can watch Max’s soccer game.

CHAPTER29

–molly–

We stumble through my doorway,Max all sweaty from his soccer game, his lips locked with mine as he disarms the alarm. He grabs my ass, hoisting me up, and I automatically wrap my legs around his hips as he kicks the door closed. He twists around and I lock the door. We work in tandem as though we’ve been together for years. I’ve never been with someone that I’m in sync with on so many levels.

He drags his mouth away from mine, kissing along my jawline to my ear. “I should have a shower.”

“I don’t want to let you go.” I tilt my head to the side, giving him better access to my neck.

Tightening his muscular arms around me, he walks straight into the bathroom. Without hesitation, I drop to my feet and drag his shirt up his body, then toss it to the floor once it clears his head. I lean forward, placing kisses on his heart tattoo and run my hands down his flanks until I reach the top of his shorts. His mossy eyes are quickly being overtaken by his dilating pupils and I give him a wink as I tuck my thumbs into the waistband, ensuring I have his boxer briefs, and tug them down his legs in one swift action. I giggle. “I should have taken your shoes and socks off first.”

His hand goes to my hair, and he pushes me down to my knees. Oh, I like this side of him. I drop willingly, unlacing his sneakers and removing each one along with his socks.

“You look so fucking good down there on your knees.”

I tilt my head up; the tension across his shoulders and the intensity on his face steals my breath for a moment. His cock is only an inch from my mouth; without taking my eyes from my man, I lean forward to swipe the head with my tongue. He drops his head back on his shoulders with a groan and then drops his gaze back down to me. His stomach quivers as I take the next swipe from the root to the tip, then take the crown into my mouth. I bite down softly at the base of his crown and his hand tightens in my hair. The power that grows inside me while I do this to him is incredible. I feel like I could do anything right now.

“Good girl. Now take it deep.”

I do my best to take him as far as I can and swallow around the head. I struggle to go as deep as I’d like because my gag reflex is a bitch. His stomach muscles tense and he uses his hold on my hair to move my head the way he wants.

“Mmmm,” I hum around his shaft, stroking the underside with my tongue as he moves my mouth up and down his length. The base of his cock is exposed, so I wrap my hand around it firmly, stroking to match the movement of my mouth, and use my other hand to massage his balls, which are drawing up tight to his body. My pussy clenches around nothing as I press my thighs together. My blood thrums through my body as my heart pounds.

“I’m gonna cum down that sexy throat of yours and you’re gonna take it all like the good girl you are.”

I can only nod as I struggle to draw in enough oxygen into my lungs. They’re on fire and saliva’s dribbling down my chin. My eyes are watering and I’m certain I’m a mess, but when Max looks down at me, I feel beautiful. The heat and adoration in his eyes as his dick throbs and grows inside my mouth is clear to see.

“You ready?”

I nod again and moan around his shaft. It’s all he needs to let loose. His cum coats the back of my throat and it seems like a lot of fluid as he pauses his movements. He groans long and low, creating a throb in my clit. I work hard to swallow all of his essence down because I don’t want to disappoint him. He loosens his grip on my hair as he gradually pulls his dick from my mouth like it’s the most painful thing to do. He swipes the head of his cock back and forth across my puffy lips, spreading what I’m sure is excess cum and saliva across them.

He releases my hair, massaging my scalp with tender strokes. “Such a good girl.” He smiles at me, sliding his hands around to cup my face. He leans down, taking my lips in an uncontrolled kiss. It’s messy with teeth and tongue, but it’s full of gratitude and it’s perfect. Using his hold on my face, he urges me to my feet and my hands find their place on his flanks, which are still trembling from his orgasm. He pulls back and uses his thumbs to rub the mess from around my mouth.

Resting his forehead against mine, his breath touches my lips as he whispers, “How did I get so fucking lucky?”

I press a kiss to his lips. “I’m the lucky one here.”

His hands glide down each side of my neck, across my collarbones, down my arms until he reaches my hands. He steps back toward the shower, taking me with him. He leans in, stretching and flexing his firm body as he turns on the water. “Let’s get you naked, Dimples. I have plans for you.”

The deep timbre of his voice and the dark promise sends shivers down my body, straight to my needy clit. We soap each other up, caressing the other with sensual strokes. We share plenty of steamy kisses, the shower space filled with pants and moans. I’m incredibly turned on at this point; I’m unsure how I’m still standing.

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