Page 31 of Molly

“Swallow as I push forward, baby,” I say, tightening my grip on her hair and giving her a second to breathe. I thrust forward slowly, feeling her muscles release as she swallows, and my cock slides right down her throat. “Yessss, just like that, good girl.”

She hums around me, bobbing up and down. The way she's looking up at me with those innocent green eyes makes my heart clench.

She keeps going, her lips stretched tightly around me, and my legs begin to tremble.Fuck me.I squeeze my ass cheeks together, and my vision begins to blur. I need to come.

She squirms on the floor in front of me, her arousal becoming more apparent by the second. I take a step backwards, making my cock slip from her mouth. “Get on the bed, Molly,” I say, my voice coming out more like a growl.

She grins and slowly gets to her feet before turning and climbing up onto the bed. I do the same, and as I start crawling towards her, my phone vibrates on the bedside table. I look at it and then back at her.

A smirk spreads across her face. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Don’t even think about it. Lay on your back. I want to try something,” she says, sitting herself up.

I chuckle at her commanding tone and do as she says. Once I’m lying flat, she surprises me by throwing her leg over my hip and pulling herself up so that she’s sitting on my stomach. I can feel the heat of her pussy as she grinds on me, smearing me in her cum. My dick is so fucking hard it’s twitching, the vibration not even registering in my brain anymore.

“Fuck, you look so sexy right now, Mol. Goddamn,” I whisper, letting my eyes roam over her body.

Her smile widens, she leans in, and just as her lips are about to make contact with mine, my phone goes off again, making us both jump. I jerk my head to the side to look at it but I can’t see the caller ID. I turn back to her, and she has her eyebrow arched in question.

I grin at her expression. “Not stopping gorgeous, just let me chuck it on silent.” As I reach for it, her hand grabs my wrist, stopping me. I freeze when she leans down and licks my nipple.

“That’s a pretty strong vibration, Ry...” she whispers against my chest.

“Mhmm, it is.”Please let her be suggesting what I think she is...

“Don’t waste it,” she smirks. “Use it on me.”

I’m going to marry this woman.

I grab the back of her neck and pull her face to mine, shoving my tongue into her mouth. She tastes like a mix of beer, my dick, and her pussy juices, and I can’t get enough. Our teeth clash, but we don’t stop. It’s dirty, it's hard, I need more. Without breaking contact, I sit up a little more and shuffle us so that my head is against the pillows. I use one hand to grab my phone.

“Slide down me, baby. Line me up.”

She looks at me with slight hesitation, but she does as she’s asked. I can tell she’s trying to figure out exactly how to sit, how to get me inside of her, so I use my hand to guide her hips up and over me. She looks at me and then down at my cock. Taking it in her hand, she lifts herself up more, shuffling around until she’s in the right position.

“That’s it, baby, now I want you to sit on my cock, nice and slow.”

She nods, and I hold my breath, watching her hover over me. I move my hand to put my still-vibrating phone between us when I seeJESSlighting up my screen. I pull it closer to my face to make sure I’m reading it correctly, and Molly stops.

My two heads are fighting with each other. My brain is telling me to answer in case it’s an emergency. My cock couldn’t care less if Jess is hurt or in trouble.

“Who is it?” she whispers. There’s an edge to her voice that tells me she isn’t impressed.

I sigh, my dick deflating, realising we’re about to have it out. “It’s Jess, Mol. I’m sorry, I know this is fucked timing, but she doesn’t know anyone else in town. What if she’s hurt? She wouldn’t call unless it was an emergency,” I plead, knowing it won’t do any good because if the roles were reversed, I’d be livid.

She nods, face blank of expression. She gets off me so fast it’s a miracle I don’t cop a knee to the balls. She slides off the bed, grabs the grey throw rug that’s on the floor and wraps it around herself, storming out of the room.

Fuck sakes.

14

MOLLY

Ryan’s been in his bedroom on the phone with Jess for six minutes. I’m going to strangle him with my bra. Or stab him in the neck with that pen.

I’m mortified that he answered her call while I was hovering above his dick. Does she really mean that much to him?Maybe it was an emergency…

I’m still looking around the room for an object to murder him with when he walks in, wearing a guilty-ass look on his face. I wrap the throw rug further around me to cover my still naked body. I turn my head away from him, looking at the blank TV screen to avoid his gaze.

“Mol… baby, I’m sorry I know I messed that up, but I had to-” I glare at him and he pauses. “I thought she was in trouble. I didn’t think she’d call me at ten at night to chat, Molly. I thought I was being a good friend,” he pleads.

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