Page 88 of Molly: Part One
“You said that I’d slept with Adam after a couple of weeks of dating him, not waiting until I was in love, like I said I would.”
“Yes, I did because it’s true. Isn’t it?”
“Uh, no actually it’s not. I haven’t slept with Adam.”
“But you went home with him that night we went out with Abbi and Jax. I watched you to go at it on the dance floor then you dragged him off like you wanted to eat him alive.”
“Ugh, yes okay, we were a bit crazy on the dance floor but that was only encouraged by you dancing with Holly, it was just innocent dancing until you two appeared and I had to watch her grind herself against you.”
“You did that because of me.”
“Yes.” She looks embarrassed having to answer that.
“Well I was only dancing with Holly because I was watching you two. I was quite set on going to the bar and getting shitfaced until she stopped me and suggested I give you a show in return.”
“Whoa, hang on. Holly actually suggested you dance with her to what, make me jealous?”
“Yeah, something like that, apparently she could tell how miserable I was watching you two together and wanted to help.”
“Why?”
“She was with a group of coupled up friends and was lonely, plus she had just come out of a fucked up relationship and wanted to dance with a guy who wasn’t going to want to get in her knickers. Apparently I fitted the bill because it was so obvious I was pining after you.”
“Oh wow, uh okay. You brought her home though and spent the night with her just like I did Adam, she was here the next morning having just showered.”
“I can’t believe I’m admitting all this, I feel like a right pussy. I didn’t bring her home, she actually had to bring me home because I got so smashed after you left with Adam, all I could picture was you and him and I needed to drown it out. Holly had to bring me home because I wasn’t able to do it myself.
“I went a little crazy when I got home, smashed the glasses and mugs in frustration then punched the wall a couple of times from the look and feel of my hands the next day. Holly stayed to look after me, make sure I didn’t die of alcohol poisoning or something. After I told her everything about you I passed out on the sofa and she slept in my bed.”
Molly slowly props herself up on her arm so she can look at me. “So you didn’t sleep with her?”
“No. I’m not sure I want to know this but what happened that night as you didn’t come home?”
“Okay, well as you saw I kinda gave him the impression on the dance floor something was going to happen, I’d already explained to him previously that we were going to have to take things slowly and he was happy with that. When we got in his flat things did get a little heated but it just wasn’t right and I made him stop. We ended up just going to sleep.”
“What do you mean it wasn’t right?”
I watch her let out a deep sigh while she contemplates her words. “He wasn’t who I wanted him to be. Every time he spoke, touched me, kissed me it just wasn’t right. He wasn’t who was in my head.”
I have to do it, I have to ask, I can’t leave it like that. “Who was in your head?” I ask quietly.
Her eyes snap straight up to mine.
“You.”
Holy fuck, my heart is beating so fast after hearing that one word that it feels like it’s about to break through my chest. I pull her tight with the arm I still have around her so that she falls on to my chest and I kiss her like she is my only lifeline. Having her breasts pressed against my chest while her lips are on mine is the best feeling ever. I grab on to her arse to encourage her to straddle me. When she does my dick lines right up with her sex and I can’t help but grind against her. The feeling is out of this world, she obviously feels the same because we both moan in to each other’s mouths at the same time.
“Ry,” she says into my mouth but I just can’t pull away yet. I’ve wanted her for so long that I now never want to let her go.
Eventually she pulls her lips away from me but I just go for her neck instead needing to still have my lips on her.
“Ry, I know what I just said but it doesn’t mean it’s going to be happening anytime soon.”
“That’s fine, as long as I can do this.”
I continue kissing and sucking on her neck whilst running my hands from her knees up the backs of her thighs, over her arse then up her back. I continue to gently rub myself against her, I know she is ready for it because the heat coming from her is unbelievable.
She pulls herself away from me so she’s sitting. Unfortunately there are so many bubbles in here that I still don’t get a look at her tits. I guess good things are worth waiting for. She puts her hands on my chest and looks down at me with heated eyes.
