Chapter 19
CHAPTER NINETEEN
PARKER
Molly sat on the opposite side of the large sofa with her feet curled up on the cushion between us.
After our heavy conversation about my job and more specifically my latest assignment, we had eaten our dinner in mostly silence.
I figured she was trying to digest everything I had shared.
As much as it killed me to do so, I hadn't pushed her to talk.
I figured she would do so when she was ready.
She did a little after she finished her pasta. It wasn't the same bubbly personality I was used to from her, but she came alive the more we talked. By the time we decided on a movie, she seemed more like herself except for the fact she stayed on her half of the couch. I wanted her closer.
I remembered what she said about her feet when we first got home and pulled one leg toward me. I wanted her close, and this was one way to do that.
“What are you doing?” She twisted so that her back was against the side of the couch, and her leg rested across mine.
“You mentioned something about your feet hurting because you were forced to run in those death traps you call shoes. I feel like it’s my job as your husband to make it better.”
Molly relaxed further into the cushion as I pressed my thumb into the sole of her heel. “How am I just learning about this marriage perk?”
I chuckled. “I think we’re both still learning what it means to be married.”
My laugh died in my throat when a soft moan fell from Molly’s lips. I glanced over to see she had her eyes closed, and her head tilted back onto the armrest. The column of her throat bobbed with a swallow.
I don’t know if she could feel my gaze on her or if the pause of my hand caught her attention, but either way, her eyes snapped open and met mine.
There was no way she couldn’t see the heat in my gaze.
There was no controlling it. All the blood was rushing to my cock, and I was fighting the need to continue being a gentleman.
My hand moved of its own accord. Up past her fuzzy socks until my fingers were circling her knee. I quickly learned she had a ticklish spot underneath it.
“You keep doing that, and I can’t be responsible if I kick you in the nuts,” she warned with a teasing smile.
“What if I say I’m willing to take the chance.” My hand was poised and ready to strike.
A staredown ensued. I could see the smallest upturn of her lips, and I knew they matched my own.
In one swift move, I had both of her legs pinned to my side and I was using my other hand to tickle the back of her knee.
Molly bucked and squirmed below me. She shifted so much that I was half lying on top of her.
"Stop," she squealed through her laughter. "Uncle, uncle."
I didn't let up. Not at first anyway. I continued to let her squirm until I had her rotated, and she was lying on top of me.
"Now it's my turn to attack you." The smile was so big on her face that it consumed it. With both hands on my chest, she stared down at me.
"Or . . . " I lifted my hips so she could feel my hard cock pressed against her core.
Her eyes went from laughing to lustful in under five seconds.
Molly sat up, rocking her hips and creating a delicious friction between us. "Are you going to use me to get yourself off?"
She bit her lip. "Maybe. Would you be mad if I did?"
"Not at all." I gave her legs a squeeze before putting my hands behind my head. "Take what you want."
I was leaving her in control of how far this was going to go. She was the one who mentioned slow, and I was going to follow her lead.
I watched her with rapt attention. Head thrown back and eyes closed, Molly rode me despite the clothes between us. I watched her face and made note of every detail. I soaked up each expression and stored it for future reference. I wanted to be able to duplicate it when the time came.
"I'm close." The words were nothing more than a breathy exhale as her movements became faster. I kept still even though my body wanted to jackknife up and take control. That wasn't what this was, and I had to talk my dick off the ledge.
Finally she came with my name on her lips, and her body quaking above me. When she fell forward onto my chest, because her arms gave out, I wrapped mine around her back and drew small circles.
"Thank you." Her hot breath fanned my neck.
"What are you thanking me for?"
"Letting me have control. I needed that."
I didn't tell her I would give her everything she ever wanted. It was too soon, and I was scared that might cause her to run off.
I knew I made the right decision when her body stiffened. "I should go clean up and get ready for bed. It's been a long day."
Molly didn't look at me as she took off down the hall. I hated to admit I was too scared to follow her. Rushing her wasn't an option. I needed her to come to me when she was ready.
With a sigh, I got up and changed myself. I preferred to sleep in boxers, but I added a pair of shorts since I was sleeping on her couch again. I just got comfortable when I heard soft footsteps creeping down the hall.
"Parker?"
I rotated onto my side and glanced over at her. "Yeah?"
"You shouldn't have to sleep out here again. Why don't you come to my bed? It's big enough for the both of us."
"Are you sure?"
She bit her lip but nodded. "As long as you promise to stay on your side."
Molly was offering an olive branch, and damn if I wasn't going to take it. "I promise." I would take anything she was willing to give me because I might not have realized it sooner, but I was falling for my wife.