Chapter 27
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Gabe
I wake up slowly, savoring the hazy moment between awake and asleep. I’m still wrapped around Molly, my arm tight around her waist, anchoring her to me. Our legs are tangled together under the blankets, as if both of us needed to be as close as possible, even in sleep.
Molly’s curls are wild, spread across the pillow we share, and I breathe deeply, letting the scent of her strawberry shampoo invade my senses. A reminder that she’s here, and she’s not a mirage. Last night wasn’t a dream. It happened, and this is real. After ten years of grief, heartbreak, and hope. After a decade of lives built separately and lived apart, we found our way back. Like we said last night, this is the way it was always supposed to be.
My heart explodes with the joy of it. My love for her is enormous and all-consuming and absolutely unbreakable. We may still be playing fake fiancée for a while, but there is nothing fake about this. And the best part about it is I felt the exact same thing from her. No one has ever been this happy.
Or this turned on.
I told Molly the truth last night. I did try and date a little, but no one was ever her and eventually I just gave up, knowing deep in my bones that it was her or no one.
After a night spent picking up where we left off—our bodies remembering what it felt like to be together in every way imaginable, the way Molly gave herself to me and trusted me to take care of her—and also sliding into something even better, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of her.
I tilt my hips forward just slightly, my erection sliding between her ass cheeks, and I hiss at the contact. Every part of our bodies fits perfectly. Like we were made just for each other. Pressing a kiss to Molly’s neck, I rub her nipple with my thumb and slide my other hand down between her legs, finding her already hot and wet. When I tease her clit, she stirs, rolling her hips forward to press closer to my hand.
“God,” Molly gasps. “This is how you wake a girl up.” The rasp in her voice makes my cock twitch. She must feel it because she grinds back against me, making me moan into her ear and press hot, wet kisses along her neck and shoulder. She tosses a leg back over mine, opening herself wider for me, and I take advantage of the extra space, sliding two fingers inside her and drawing, circling over her clit with my thumb.
“I didn’t think I would ever be able to come again after last night,” Molly pants, wrapping an arm back around my neck to anchor herself to me, alternating between riding my hand and grinding back against my dick. “But I need you so badly. Fuck, Gabe. I need you inside me. Now. Please.”
“You are such a good fucking girl for me, Rory, asking so nicely for my cock. But you already know I’ll give you everything you need. I would live inside your perfect pussy if I could.”
Molly turns her head and presses her mouth to mine, kissing me deeply before pulling away with a bright smile and eyes full of arousal as I slowly fuck my finger in and out of her and lightly circle her clit.
“I didn’t have the energy to speak words last night, but if I did, I would have told you that years ago, I thought college Gabe was the best I ever had. Turns out, that Gabe doesn’t hold a candle to adult Gabe. You are sexy as fuck, and last night was the best sex I have ever had. I love you so much I think my heart may actually explode, and I want you to slide that perfect cock inside of me right here, right now. Just like this.”
“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 that run 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.”