Page 74 of It's Always Been You
“Rory, fuck. I love you. I love you so fucking much. Everything with you is the best I’ve ever had.”
Molly reaches back and palms my dick. She rubs her thumb over my slit, collecting the precum there and using it as lube to slide her fist up and down my shaft. I groan and my eyes roll back into my head at the feel of her. But I need more.
I pull my fingers out of her and lift my leg until my foot is flat on the bed, lifting Molly’s leg with me and opening her up as wide as I can. Wrapping my hand around hers on my cock, I help her jack me while I angle myself towards her center. I slide my cock between her cheeks and glide my tip over her tight hole, smiling into her hair when she lets out a raspy groan.
“You still like it, Rory? Want me to slide into this tight ass one day? I remember having some fun with that.”
“I love it,” Molly pants out as I do it again. “But I’ve never…with anyone. I didn’t trust anyone enough for it, so no one has touched me there. Not since you. Only you.”
My cock jerks at the thought of sinking into her ass with nothing between us. Of doing something she has only ever done with me. I know she feels it because she lets out a short laugh that turns into a moan when I put just the slightest amount of pressure on her hole.
“I can’t wait to fuck you here. One day soon I’ll slide my cock into your ass and a toy into your pussy so you can be stuffed full of me. You still have toys, don’t you, baby?”
“So, so many toys. I named one after you.” Molly’s voice is breathy and needy but still manages to be full of mirth.
I bend my head to kiss her shoulder and laugh against her skin. I forgot sex could feel like this. Light and fun and sexy and a little bit dirty. I think maybe it only feels this way with her.
“As soon as we get home, we are making that happen. But for now, I hope your pretty pussy is ready for me because I need to be inside you right the fuck now.”
“Do it.” Molly gasps as I slide my cock through her slit, covering myself in her arousal. “Do it right now.”
“Anything for you, Rory baby.” I angle my cock at her entrance and push inside her from behind, our moans filling the still dimly lit hotel room. I fuck her slowly, my strokes steady and deep, letting her feel every inch of me. From this angle, I know I hit the exact spot she needs me because her moans get louder and more desperate, her hips moving to meet me thrust for thrust.
Pleasure blurs my vision, gathers at the base of my spine. The feel of Molly clenching around me and the scent of our arousal filling the air is almost too much to handle. I pinch and roll her nipples as she writhes against me, and I dip my head to lick a path up her neck, nipping her earlobe and sucking it into my mouth to soothe the sting.
Molly whimpers, her hand coming up to cover the one I have wrapped around her waist, guiding it down to where we are joined together. I love when she takes control as much as I love when she gives it up, and my cock hardens even more inside of her.
“You want me to touch this perfect little clit? Is that what you need?”
“Yes, oh, my god,” she moans out, pushing my fingers firmly against her. “You feel so good, Gabe. Fuck, so goddamn good.”
“You too, Rory baby,” I grit into her ear, rubbing firm circles on her clit and speeding up my strokes. “I love being inside of you. I dreamed of being inside of you for years, and now I get to do it for real. Come for me, baby. Squeeze this cock and show me what I’ve been missing.”
I slide her clit between two fingers, pinching her nipple with my other hand and angling my hips to hit the spot I know will make her go off, and she does. She explodes around me, crying out my name and writhing her hips, trying to milk out every last drop of pleasure.
I hold out until she comes down from her orgasm. I want to give her another one, really I do. But when Molly turns her head and kisses me, whispering, “be a good boy and come for me,” against my lips, I’m gone. I shoot inside her, coming so hard my vision turns white at the edges and I grunt, burying my face in Molly’s shoulder until the waves recede.
“Fuck,” Molly pants out, leaning her head against my shoulder. “I think I’m going to like being loved by you.”
Heart pounding, I pull out of her slowly and turn her around so we’re facing each other. Framing her face with my hands, I dip my head to kiss her. I tease her mouth open and slide my tongue against hers, swallowing her moan and wrapping my arms tightly around her. When we break apart, I kiss her forehead and pull back to look in her eyes.
“I’m going to love you so well, Rory. I swear I will. No one will ever love you like I love you.”
“I believe you,” she whispers. “And I promise to love you exactly the same way. I was born to love you, Gabe. I swear I’ll love you the way you deserve to be loved.”
She leans forward and presses her mouth to mine, and I’m grateful for the few seconds to get a hold on my emotions thatrun wild at her words. When she pulls away, she’s smirking at me.
“Well, aren’t we just a couple of saps.”
“Gross, right?” I say, making an exaggerated face that makes her laugh.
“So gross. Quick, let’s do something really dirty.”
“What would you say to a shower? Let me clean you up so I can get you all dirty again?”
Molly smiles with a gleam in her eye. “I say that sounds like the perfect morning.”
I smile back, brushing her curls off her stunning face. “Sounds pretty perfect to me too.”
