Page 26 of Where's Molly

“Then show me, my little ghost.”

Molly

Present

2022

I have tunnel vision.

There's only a sliver of light, the small orb blurring as I process his challenging words.

Then show me.

Show him years upon years of practice that I never utilized because I refused to put myself in a situation where I'dhaveto. Yet here I am.

A dangerous man at my back demanding to see what I'm made of. The honest answer is trauma, sadness, and scars that I can't bear to look at. But I still feel them.

Just as I do the predator breathing down my neck.

I wait a fewmoments, each second ticking in my pulse, and then I'm twisting at the waist and sending my elbow flying toward his mouth.

He jerks back, and I only manage to clip him, but that was only a distraction. Before he can prepare for anything else, my heel smashes into his foot, causing him to stumble. Then, I'm advancing on him, keeping light on my feet as I strategically strike him in succession, meant to both keep his attention on my hands and lull him into a pattern.

I send my fists flying toward his head, which he blocks, but my foot is already hooked around his ankle, and the next second, his legs are in the air as he slams flat on his back.

I'm straddling him before he can process it, and a grunt bursts from his mouth. But he recovers quickly, flipping me onto the plastic covering before I can blink.

A breath escapes me, and I kick up my legs until my tailbone is lifted, wrapping my legs around his head to keep him at arm’s length.

I squeeze my thighs tightly, and he curls his lips into a salacious smile.

“Can’t say I’m mad about this development,” he rasps.

Before I can respond, he grabs my sides and squeezes, hitting a ticklish spot that causes me to jump and loosen my thighs. He makes quick work of slipping his head free and flipping me onto my stomach.

I manage to make it to my knees before he bars his arm across my throat and holds my back against his front tightly. His other hand sensually glides up my stomach, stopping short of my breasts.Though it doesn’t stop my pussy from tightening in anticipation, searching for something to fill it.

“You’re wound so tight, baby. Need me to help loosen you up?” he instigates, his deep voice wicked and rough, sending a tsunami of chills down my spine.

Panting, I still, my brain circulating over the different moves I could make. His hard cock is pressed against my backside, showing me just how much he’s enjoying the fight.

Snarling, I send the back of my head flying into his nose, eliciting another grunt. His arm relaxes just enough for me to slip out from beneath it, spin, and tackle his ass, straddling him for a second time.

A bead of crimson trails out of his nose, yet somehow, it only makes me more ravenous. Just like my pigs, the sight of his blood makes me feral.

His hands grip either side of my hips, and he pulls me down against him as he grinds his cock against my clit, sending a shock wave of pleasure shooting up my body.

A quiet moan leaves his throat, a sound that I'm instantly swallowing as I crash my lips against his.

I know the breath was knocked out of his lungs, and I don't intend to allow him to have it back.

A growl builds in his throat and reverberates beyond my teeth, followed by a sharp nip to my bottom lip. It only makes me kiss him harder, in which he returns with tenfold the passion. His hands are plunging into my curls, fisting them tightly, using his grip on them to anchor my head and move his lips over mine however he pleases. Before I know it, he’s taken over completely, and I’m helpless to stop him.

I’ve worked hard to defend myself against a man’s touch, but one kiss from Cage is fucking paralyzing.

Just like he swore, he acts as if he’s starving, devouring me as he plunges his tongue into my mouth and curls it sinfully against mine.

I’m entirely lost to him as he tears at the white tank top, ripping the fabric in half and roughly pushing it off my body. My sports bra is next to fall victim to his fiery touch, pulling it over my head and flinging it into the unknown.