Page 73 of Where's Molly

Molly

One Month Later

2022

Even the tip ofCage’s dick in the back of my throat doesn’t deter my thighs from seizing around his head. His tongue swipes through my slit, targeting my clit with perfect precision and skill.

I’m sitting on his face and leaning down his body, sucking on his cock until his own thighs tense with pleasure.

We’re competing on who can make who come first. Whoever the winner is gets to fuck the other in the ass, and I’m determined to win. Yet, less than a minute in, and I’m on the verge of losing.

I take him down the back of my throat again, evoking a deep groan from his chest and causing him to pump his hips, forcing me to swallow him impossibly deeper.

I gag, but even that doesn’t diminish the burning need to explode. Squeezing my eyes shut, I bob my mouth up and down his length

Epilogue (SPLIT)

with vigor, sucking and licking while using my hand to twist around the flesh that my mouth can’t reach.

In retaliation, he sucks my clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it with a speed my brain is incapable of comprehending. The only thing it can grasp is how fucking amazing it feels.

My stomach tightens, and I reach that cliff within seconds. There’s no stopping the orgasm rolling over me and off that edge, sending me flying off with it.

I scream around his cock, losing control of my body as I mercilessly grind into his face. His arms hook around my thighs, and he moans against me, opening his mouth to accept the eruption he so savagely forced out of me.

A few seconds later, he’s filling my mouth, too. Hot ribbons of cum shoot down my throat, and the only thing I’m capable of is rolling my hips and swallowing him down until there’s nothing left of either of us to give.

I pull back just as he does, the two of us panting for breath.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he breathes.

“What are you calling out to Him for? Clearly, He’s onyourside,” I gripe without heat, rolling off him. “I wasthis—” I hold out my hand and pinch my forefinger and thumb a millimeter apart. “—close to getting to peg you.”

He chuckles. “We got the rest of our lives. Let me work up to that, yeah? For now, I get to fuck your pretty little ass.”

There’s already a smug grin on his face as I lie down next to him, propping my chin on his heaving chest.

“Shut up,” I say before he can start gloating. The smirk widens, and it’s entirely unfair how beautiful it is.

“If it makes you feel any better, I had to pull out the big guns and think of some pretty fucked-up shit. I was ready to explode the second you deep-throated me.”

I roll my eyes. “That means you cheated. I demand a redo.”

“Deal,” he agrees readily, the word rushing out of his mouth before I can barely finish.

I purse my lips, then smack his chest playfully. “You’re just going to keep cheating, so I keep asking for a redo. Dickhead.”

He laughs, causing my head to shake. Scoffing, I roll away from him, prompting him to roll after me and cocoon me in his arms, my back to his chest.

“You’re right,” he whispers sensually in my ear, eliciting a bone-deep shiver. “I’d do terrible, terrible things to get my mouth on that pussy as often as I can.”

“I have one more body to grab,” Cage says, only a little breathless after carrying in three dead men from Eli's trunk. Apparently, they were brothers and enjoyed sharing child porn with each other like they were goddamn cute puppy videos.

My brows pinch in confusion. “I thought Eli said he only dropped off three?”

“He did. I brought an extra.”

I can only manage a blink before he's halfway out thedoor.

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