Page 28 of Molly: Part One
“Ry,” I hear her say but it does nothing to take my eyes away from her or to make my body move.
She starts to walk towards me slowly. I’m not sure if she is actually going slowly or if time has slowed down so I can make the most of enjoying this. Fuck, she’s gorgeous, the way her hips sway as she walks, argh! She stops right in front of me.
“Ryan,” she tries again but it’s like I’m dreaming and this isn’t really happening.
I’m still immobile as I feel her grasp the top button that is done up on my shirt. Agonisingly slowly, it seems, she undoes one at a time until she is at the bottom. She slips her hands on to my shoulders and pushes my shirt off so it pools on the sand. It’s when I feel her hands touch the skin above my waistband that I snap out of my trance. Shit.She needs to stop or she’s going to find herself pinned under me on the sand.
“So we’re not going to get changed then, skinny dipping instead?” I ask just to make sure I’ve understood this correctly.
“Well, I don’t think going naked is a particularly good idea so I’m going like this. Now you’ve come back to me I don’t want to lose you again by taking more off!” She’s laughing. Great she finds my current state funny.
“You’d be having the same problem if you were stood in my shoes,” I say quietly. I don’t think she’s heard me as she is making her way to the water.
“I can’t complain about my shoes either, Ry,” she turns and winks at me as she starts to disappear into the sea. “And don’t worry the water’s pretty cold, it should sort your problem right out,” she says dropping her gaze to my crotch. Fuck. “You won’t need a bathroom this time!” Oh my fuck, did she actually just say that, she knew all along. Bitch. She’s going down for that.
“You’re going to regret that, Molly,” I say as I drop my shorts and wade into the water in just my black boxer briefs as fast as I can so she can’t see exactly how excited I am by this.
I make my way over to her where she is now in up to her neck. I go straight over and pick her up, she wraps her legs around my waist and puts her arms on my shoulders.
“Oh,” I hear her say as she wiggles her hips, “I see the cold water didn’t work.”
Shit, fuck don’t do that, I’m already holding on by a thread holding her like this, she doesn’t need to move as well.
“You are in so much trouble, Molly Carter, you are going to regret this,” I scold her staring straight into her eyes trying to stare her down and stop her laughing. It doesn’t work but I know what will. I grab her waist tight and throw her as hard as I can into the water.
“Fuuuuu-” she squeals but is cut off as she goes under.
When she comes back up she is spluttering and frantically wiping her face. “Do you know how fucking disgusting that tastes fuck face?” she says glaring at me.
“No, I wasn’t stupid enough to go under like you!” At that I get a huge wave of water pushed at me but I see it coming and turn away.
We spend ages messing about in the water like teenagers, it’s great to be carefree for a while. Molly is such fun to be around, she doesn’t take herself too seriously and is quite happy to laugh at herself. I think she is starting to regret winding me up earlier though judging by the amount of times she has had to spit out a mouthful of salt water after I’ve managed to dunk her again.
I notice that she has started shivering and her teeth are chattering. “I think it’s time we got out, you look freezing.”
I go over to where she is and stand close to her. I’m looking at the beach behind her because I’ve just seen a group of lads come down from one of the huts that is above ours and I’m keeping an eye on our things. Molly is looking out to sea and as far as I know has no idea they are there. Time for my revenge!
“Come here,” I say as I pull her in to my arms and squeeze her tight. “Thanks for this, I like acting like kids again,” I kiss her hair as I say this making her look up at me.
“The whole week has been brilliant, thank you for bringing me. I can’t believe it’s nearly over though, I don’t feel ready to leave yet.”
She makes me laugh as she starts pouting. “I know, but we still have tomorrow and then you’ve got all that new stuff to go in your room when we get back.” The thought of that perks her up a little.
I slowly start rubbing my hands up and down her back like I’m warming her up and lean forward so I’m whispering in her ear. “Do you know, you’re even gorgeous when you have black makeup running down your face,” I tell her softly.
It’s completely dark out here but for the light the moon is casting light across her face and neck, allowing me to see enough to know I just made goose bumps break out across her skin. Good, my plan is working.
“I don’t believe you, no one looks good like that,” she says back to me.
“Believe it, gorgeous.”
My hands are still roaming over her back and I keep pushing them a little closer to her arse or around her sides to her breasts. I can hear and feel her pulse rate is picking up from my touch. Over her shoulder I can see the group of lads have sat on the beach with cans of beer and are watching us. I bet I know what they’re thinking!
I place a soft kiss under her ear and I hear her sharp intake of breath at my action, I do it again and again. Her breaths are coming out fast now and I can feel her pulse against my lips. I move my hands back up her back and slip my fingers under the strap of her bra to test the water, she just groans and presses her breasts harder into my chest. That’s right Molly, let yourself be taken away by the moment. I feel her hips slowly start to grind against me again, it takes everything in me not to moan with pleasure. It’s now or never otherwise I will get carried away. I move my hands around her back one more time as I place another kiss to her neck. This time I unsnap her bra, pull it away from her and move towards the shore a quick as I can.
“Ryan, what the fuck?” I hear her squeal from behind me but I’m too focused on getting out of the water, grabbing our stuff and heading to the hut.
“You little shit, there are people on the beach, come back you little fucker.”
