"Oh yeah."
I bit my lip, contemplating my next move.
"Josh?"
"Yes, Pecas?"
"Make love to me."
Chapter Fourteen
Josh
"Make love to me." Molly's whisper sent a hot bolt of desire directly to my cock.
I wanted to be the bigger man. I wanted to double check, ask her if this is what she really wanted, clarify if she was ready.
I kept my mouth shut. Fuck being the bigger man, at the moment all I wanted was to be the biggest cock she'd ever had.
"Clothes off," I grunted the words barely managing to push them past my gritted teeth. I wasn't an animal. If she asked, I'd pull back. If she said no, I'd stop. But she said she wanted this. Said she wanted me. And all after I'd confessed my decades long obsession with her.
"But the-"
I couldn't wait the thirty seconds it would take to get to a bed. I wanted her now.
"No," I snapped. "Get those clothes off." For a moment I wondered if I'd frightened her, if I'd pushed Molly too far.
But no. Her eyes lit with desire, her nipples peaked, pressing enticingly against the material of her dress. I still had the taste of her on my tongue, and goddamn if it didn't make me hungry for more.
She pulled the dress over her head, leaving her standing in only her bikini top and bottoms. One of the things I loved most about Molly was her utter confidence in her curvaceous body.
"The top," I barely managed to get the words out. She reached up, shooting me a sly grin.
"You sure?" She toyed with the tie at the nape of her neck.
I made a sound in the back of my throat. My fists clenched at my side as I struggled to stay in place. "Do it."
She pulled at the string, undoing the knot at the back of her neck. As the ties fell free, she reached behind her to undo the back ties. Grinning for one moment, she pulled the cups away, tossing the top somewhere over my shoulder, her full breasts bouncing free.
"Well?" She placed hands of her hips, that grin in place. But I saw the moment of uncertainty flicker across her face, fast but not fast enough for me to miss it.
"Perfect." I surged forward, hands immediately raising to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing in unison over her pert nipples. "Bottoms."
Her hands shifted down to her hips while my head dropped, my mouth taking over from my left hand. She paused, one hand coming up to press my head, pushing my hungry mouth harder against her breast. It took all my willpower to pull back.
"Uh-uh." I murmured, "bottoms, Pecas."
Her free hand moved back to her hip, her other hand insistently pushing at my head. When I was sure she'd begun to shove down her bottoms I returned to her breast, nuzzling and sucking, pulling moans from deep inside her.
"Josh," she groaned, arching. "Baby…"
Her bottoms dropped to the floor. I shifted us, helping her step out, moving us back towards the couch. Her knees hit the back and down she went, me following her.
I fell to my knees, hands pushing her thick thighs open, mouth pressing kissing up her inner thighs, finding soft sensitive skin.
"Wait, you don't have to-" she cut herself off as my tongue flicked against her clit. "Oh god."
I grinned, devouring her pussy, pushing her close to the edge, backing off and building again and again until she was chanting my name, begging, riding my face in an effort to find her release. She arched, legs clenching around me, her body shaking under my mouth as she came.
