Page 25 of Molly: Part One
“Right hand red,” he comments as he begins to move.
I breathe a sigh of relief because this means he can just move his hand one spot to the right from where it is now. Unfortunately Ryan has other ideas, he moves his hand over my body so that he is hovering above me, his face right above mine. His breath is gently caressing my neck causing goose bumps to appear on my skin. I can feel my breathing increase the longer we stare at each other.
“Are you going to spin, Molls?”
“Yeah, sorry.” I reach out a reach the spinner “Right leg green.”
Fuck.
I move my leg to the other side of his so that now I am totally underneath him. This is exactly why I didn’t want to play.
I hear a small moan come from Ryan and turn look at him, he looks exactly like he did earlier, just less sweaty. His eyes are dark blue and sparkling, his lips are parted where his breathing is coming out in fast pants, causing his chest to move dramatically, catching my eye. I look back to his face in time to see his tongue sneak out and wet his bottom lip.
My heart starts racing even more and my temperature is nearly at boiling point, I know that if I don’t move then we are going to end up doing something we don’t want to, okay maybe we want to but we both know that we shouldn’t.
I can tell by the determined look in Ryan’s eyes that he is not backing down, it’s up to me.
I make a snap decision and let my limbs give way so my back hits the floor and scrabble out from under his body muttering about heading to bed.
