Page 84 of The Choices I've Made
Reaching forward, I pulled her gorgeous body on top of mine, her legs straddling me tight. Now, we were connected everywhere.
Kissing.
Fucking.
Touching.
This truly was everything.
Molly wrapped her arms around my neck, riding my cock, as I kissed her so deeply, it nearly killed me.
Because I knew this would hurt in the morning.
Walking away.
Acting like it never happened.
This would hurt, and there was no running this time.
This time, I’d have to endure—at least for a little while.
But, for now, I’d enjoy every damn minute.
Every sigh. Every moan. Every drip of sweat.
And, when morning came, I’d tear out my heart and leave it beside her on my way to work because there wouldn’t be any use for it in the future.
She owned it anyway.
