Chapter 26
Peter
I wake up, finally having a good night of sleep again, with Molly back in my bed.
Ever since we shared that first night together, I haven’t been able to sleep satisfactorily without her. I never really slept that well until she came along and calmed the storm inside me. Now, I’ve become a full-on cuddler as I bring her body closer to my chest, breathing her in.
“Morning,” she murmurs, wiggling her ass closer to my crotch.
I’m in a constant state of arousal around this woman, and right now is no exception.
“Morning, love.”
She sighs, a content, happy sound escaping her, and I smile.
I think I’ve been in love with her ever since that first night in the restaurant when she turned my head upside down in the best way.
I never stood a chance against my feelings for her.
Even when I didn’t allow myself to accept my feelings for her, they were there all along.
I kiss her throat, my hand going around her waist and down toward her cunt.
“Are you ready for me, baby?” I’m always hard for her, but I wouldn’t want to slide home if she’s not ready.
“Yes.”
When I reach her heat and find her wet, I lift her leg before sliding my cock into her.
Molly brings her hand up, grabbing a hold of my leg as I fuck her slowly from behind, getting lost in the feel of her.
“Peter, you feel so good.”
Molly moans as I up our pace and hold her tightly against my chest, toying with her nipple as we climb towards our release together.
She turns her head towards me, and I kiss her. It’s open-mouthed, our tongues fucking in the same rhythm as our bodies.
It’s sexy, and messy, and so us.
～
I’m seated at a table with Arthur on one side of me, our team lawyer beside him, and our new PR manager to my right.
We’ve called in every media outlet there is in this paddock for a press conference.
We’re putting an end to the shit show they launched on us yesterday, and when I see Molly sneak in at the back of the room I feel my nerves settling.
No matter what, I have her, and that’s the most important.
Arthur starts the press conference, and the ruthless businessman makes an appearance, speaking calmly and collected. He may not threaten anyone directly, but the message is loud and clear.
We will take them to court if necessary.
We’re not really planning on it, but we hope the press conference will be enough to make them back off and think twice before pulling a stunt like this again.
Molly was right.
I may have had to put up with this stuff in the past, but that’s not who I am anymore. I’ve done the work, and it’s about time that they acknowledge that.
I don’t need anyone to kiss my ass, but I want fair coverage. Printing lies and fabricating dates to create a story is unacceptable.
We don’t open up for questions as they were harassing both me and Molly all off yesterday.
They don’t fucking deserve to have the opportunity to talk to us.
When it’s done, we make our way out, and Arthur pulls me into a hug. “I’m proud of you, Peter. I always knew there was more to you than what the media and the suits were saying, but I’m proud to see that you’re finally standing up for yourself as well.”
Christ.
It’s too early in the morning to be experiencing the rush of emotions inside me.
His words mean a lot.
“Yeah. I’m glad you took over when you did. I don’t know where I’d be if you didn’t,” I tell him.
When we step apart, I see Molly observing us, her own smile content before she comes towards me. I bring my arms around her as Arthur leaves the room, just the two of us remaining.
“As soon as I cross that finish line in Hungary, I’m taking you to an island where no one can interrupt us,” I tell her.
Molly gives me a breathtaking smile.
“I love the sound of that.”