Page 87 of Molly: Part One
“Well what the fuck else would you be doing there on a Friday night? Is that what you’ve been doing when you said you were going to dance classes, dancing for arseholes for money.”
“Ry, seriously, calm down. It really is not what it looks like. You’ve jumped to conclusions. Come here.” I put my hand out for him. He steps forward begrudgingly and takes my hand in his. “I am not dancing for scumbags for money, and I do not work at the strip club.”
“So what have you been doing then?” he asks looking thoroughly confused. It’s only now he’s calmed down a bit I can tell he’s been drinking and is slightly tipsy.
“The club has dance studios at the back, I guess the dancers train there and stuff but they also rent them out. Megan and I have been going to pole dancing lessons.”
“Pole dancing lessons! Why the hell didn’t you tell me?” He now just looks hurt.
“It was Megan’s idea, apparently it’s one of James’ fantasies for her to pole dance for him, she seen an advert for the class and asked me if I would go with her because she was scared to do it alone. I agreed because I was intrigued but she swore me to secrecy because she didn’t want James finding out and ruining the surprise.”
I watch Ryan as he takes this on board. He drops down to his knees in front of me and grabs my other hand.
“I’m sorry Molly. I just jumped to conclusions. I saw you leaving and there were guys shouting stuff and I just thought…uh. I just saw red, the thought of guys staring at your body like that. I’m so sorry.”
I lift my hand out of his and cup his cheek, stroking my thumb gently over his cheekbone. “It’s okay. I never thought someone would see us and think that. I should have told you. I’m sorry too.”
I move my hand to the back of his head and pull his lips to mine. He only stays there for a couple of seconds before he abruptly pulls away and stands up. “What are you do-” my eyes widen in shock. “Oh.”
I watch as Ryan pulls his t-shirt over his head before making quick work of the button and zip on his jeans. He takes his shoes and socks off then steps out of his jeans. I can’t help my eyes roaming over his perfect body. He’s barely touched me but still his boxers are tented at the front. His hands go to the waistband and I suddenly don’t know where to look. He bends slightly and his boxers slide down his legs before he steps out of them. He instantly snaps his eyes to mine that are fixed on his face and too scared to go lower. “It’s okay Molls. It’s all yours.”
I can’t help the blush that floods my cheeks at his words. He moves towards me and I break my eye contact and run them down his fine body. My breath catches in my throat as I follow his happy trail to his fully erect cock. I swallow hard and lick my lips. I don’t realise I’m doing it until Ryan speaks. “Like what you see then?” He has such a smirk on his face.
“Uh huh,” is all I can get out as I stare at him as he steps into the bath with me. I watch as he lowers himself with his arms and places his legs each side of mine.
I know I’m staring at him, looking shocked with my mouth open but I can’t help it. When his feet hit my arse I snap out of my daze. “Please join me why don’t you!” I say laughing.
“Sorry but I needed to be close to you. You have no idea how I felt when I thought you were dancing at that club.” He places his hands on my shins and slowly runs up and down.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, I should have.” I smile at him, feeling comforted by his need to protect me. Maybe I should be pissed that he even thought I could have been a stripper but the knowledge of how much it angered him to think of other guys looking at me pushed that away totally.
“Come here.” He puts his arms up and slides over to one side of the bath. He can obviously see my resistance. “I’ll keep my hands to myself I promise.”
Ryan
Why the hell did I say that? There is no way that will even be possible if she slides her hot little wet body up against mine. I know I needed to be close to her but this has got to be the stupidest thing I have ever done.
After looking a little reluctant Molly slides herself next to me. It’s a bit of a squeeze making me glad I chose the bigger of the two baths for this room when it was being built. The feel of her naked body gliding against mine feels incredible. Tingles instantly shoot around my body from the amount of skin to skin contact I have with her. When I feel her throw one leg over mine and put her arm around my waist I have to shut my eyes and concentrate on breathing for a few seconds. I’m so worked up that if she so much as touches my dick I’m afraid I’ll go off like a rocket.
“Are you okay?” Molly asks. When I open my eyes and glance down at her, she has a confused look on her face.
“Yeah, it’s just a bit much, you know? I needed a few seconds to pull myself together.”
“I know what you mean. This is crazy but I sorta like it.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, a lot actually,” she says squeezing me a little tighter against her. I can feel all the soft curves of her body against mine and it’s driving me crazy. “I know you said you’d keep your hands to yourself but you can hold me. There are safe places to touch.”
She tilts her head up from where it is resting on my chest and I see a little cheeky smile playing on her lips. I move my arm that I have left running along the side of the bath and wrap it around her, griping on to her hip with my hand and holding her tight.
We lie like that for the longest time, silent and completely lost in our thoughts but suddenly I feel Molly tense up next to me.
“What’s wrong?”
“I just remembered something you said when you came in having your little rant.”
“Oh yeah, what’s that?”
