Gridlocked (Bounty County Series Book 3)

by Maren Lee

  The Humpty Dance by Digital Underground started playing.

  “Fuck. Wrong song. God dammit,” Wesson scrambled to find the right button.

  It was the best. The. Best. Molly burst out laughing. “No, no. It’s perfect. Leave it on.”

  “We are not doing this to the fucking Humpty Dance. It’s Kobe Michael's favorite jam,” Wesson grumbled and shook his head.

  He pushed another button. The ghostly sounds of Mazzy Star played in the background. Soft. Romantic.

  “Much better,” he cleared his throat. “I don't want to be thinking about Kobe Michael dancing the first time I have my way with you.” Wesson sounded relieved as he made his way back over to her.

  Molly giggled. Kobe Michael dancing?!

  He pushed her hair behind her ears and then leaned down and captured her lips with his. She kissed him back with equal enthusiasm. It was slow. Sensual. Heat pooled between her legs.

  Wesson walked her backwards until the backs of her knees hit the mattress.

  Holy crap. This is happening. She pulled away from the kiss.

  “You still okay?” Wesson asked, concern in his eyes.

  It’s now or never, Molly, she pep talked herself. “Never better,” she replied as she lifted her shirt up over her head. She heard Wesson exhale as she pulled her skirt down. She stepped out of it and then stood in front of him, at the base of his bed, in nothing but her lacy purple underwear.

  “God damn, you’re so pretty,” Wesson said, almost reverently.

  She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra, freeing her girls. This time Wesson inhaled. Sharply.

  “Never get tired of lookin’ at those.” His eyes lit up as he grabbed one in each of his hands, testing their weight. Molly knew her boobs were awesome. She tried not to dislike anything about her body, but she was a woman, so she certainly didn’t think she was perfect. However, she had nothing bad to say about her boobs. Wesson’s hands on them felt good. She leaned in and placed a kiss on his neck, bringing her tongue out and licking a slow line up to his ear. She sucked his earlobe into her mouth.

  “Fucckkkkkkkkkk,” Wesson groaned out. He surprised Molly by dropping to his knees. He slowly moved her underwear down her legs, nudging her feet to get her to step out of them. Molly was now completely naked and he was kneeling before her. She felt powerful. Considering she’d been powerless before, she also felt relieved.

  Whoa.

  Wesson grabbed her by the backs of her legs and buried his face in her pussy, his tongue snaking out and flicking her swollen clit. He coaxed her to open her legs a bit more so that he could get better access to her weeping center. He lapped at it like he was a starving man. Like he hadn’t just eaten a huge dinner.

  Holy shit. He’s so good at this.

  Tingles coursed through her body. She was so wound up. So close. She reached for something to grab ahold of as her knees buckled, but there was nothing but the bed behind her and Wesson’s hair in front of her, so she took a fistful of hair in one hand a fistful of the comforter in her other.

  Molly exploded. She saw white light everywhere and a flash out the window. Was it someone outside or was it her brain short circuiting from the best orgasm of her life?

  She threw her head back and arched her back. “Oh my god!” she cried out, perhaps a bit too loudly. She was grateful they had the house to themselves tonight.

  Wesson pulled away from between her legs and wiped her come from his lips, looking up at her. “You’re so damn sweet. Could eat you all night, but I think it’s time for something else.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Yeah,” he smiled as he rose to his feet and pushed Molly gently back on the bed and then began pulling his clothes off to join Molly’s on the floor.

  “Your body is amazing, Wesson,” she marveled at this chest and abs. It seemed as though he’d been chiseled out of stone just for her.

  “Pleased you like it,” he blushed. He stood before her and stroked his gigantic cock.

  This is going to be painful. She winced looking at him.

  “Don’t worry, baby. I’m gonna play some more and loosen you up a bit so that you can take my cock.” He smiled as he joined her in bed. He kissed her again. Molly loved kissing him while they were laying down. It was nice to be the same height for once. Wesson kneaded at her breasts and then shocked her by tweaking one of her nipples. A zing moved up to the top of her head and then down to the bottom of her feet.

  “Oh!”

  “You like that?” he asked, intent on getting the answer. It wasn’t just a sexy statement. He really wanted to know what pleased her.

  “I think I do,” she breathed out.

  “I’m going to find everything you like,” he said right before claiming her mouth again in another wet kiss.

  Wesson’s hand snaked down her body. He spent a bit of time stroking her stomach and then he went lower. Using a light touch, he moved his fingers from hip bone to hip bone, sending tingles through her body once again.

  Holy crap. Who knew it could be like this?

  His fingers moved lower. Molly took a deep breath as Wesson began stroking her clit. He inserted one finger into her vagina. She inhaled again.

  “You okay with this?” he asked, concerned.

  “Yes. Oh my god, yes,” she assured him.

  He pumped his finger in and out slowly. “Can’t wait to bury my dick inside this tight hole. Gonna feel so good, honey.”

  Holy. Shit. Molly felt a gush of more fluids between her legs. Wesson chuckled softly. “It seems you like dirty talk, baby. Did you like hearing me say that I can’t wait to be buried in you? Gonna shove my dick in this hot, tight, wet hole and make you feel so good.” Wesson inserted another finger. “Jesus, so tight. Fuck, you’re going to kill me with your pussy, baby.”

  All Molly could do was whimper.

  Wesson withdrew his fingers. Molly immediately hated the loss. He reached over and grabbed a tube of lube from the night stand. “I’m pretty sure you’re wet enough, Molly, but I don’t want to hurt you and the easier you take me inside you, the quicker we can do this again. And I plan on doing this a lot with you,” he winked as he squeezed a dollop of the clear liquid on the fingers that had just been inside of her. “This is gonna be a little cold,” he said as he inserted his fingers back inside of her. Molly gasped. “Sorry, baby. But I promise this will help,” he said as he pushed his fingers in and out, coating her channel with the lube.

  “Ohhhhhhh,” she moaned.

  “Gonna put another finger in you, Molly,” he warned her. Molly nodded and he inserted finger number three inside of her.

  “Oh.” She felt full. If she felt this way about three fingers, how on earth was she going to feel with Wesson’s huge dick?

  “Feel good?” he asked.

  “Yessssssss.”

  “Fuck, I’m so hard, honey. My dick has never been this hard in my life. Can’t wait to get inside you.”

  Molly reached down and stroked his hard cock. Steel covered in the softest skin on his body. “Get inside me, then,” she begged as she pulled him closer by his dick.

  “Not until you come again,” he demanded as he continued stroking her. “Want you all relaxed and soaked before I slide my cock in.”

  “Oh. God. Wesson,” she breathed out. He pumped his fingers in and out. She could hear her wetness.

  “So wet. So tight. So perfect.” Wesson whispered as he licked her earlobe. She shivered. With his free hand, he reached up and grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed. Hard. He brought his mouth down to her nipple and sucked. Hard.

  “Oh my god.”

  “Give it to me, Molly. Come on my fingers,” he demanded. And so she did. She couldn’t stop even if she tried.

  “I’m coming!” she shouted.

  “Yes, baby. So hot. Fuck,” he responded as he continued to slowly push his fingers in and out.

  “Holy shit, Wesson,” she smiled at him.
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br />   “I love it when I can get you to curse. Makes me feel like I’ve done my job,” he chuckled.

  “That was awesome. Now get over here and fuck my brains out,” she said bluntly.

  “Jesus, baby. Say no more.” He reached over and grabbed a condom from the nightstand. Molly touched his hand before he opened the package.

  “I’m on birth control, Wesson. You don’t need this. I want to feel you.”

  Wesson groaned. “Good god, woman. As much as I want this to be skin-to-skin, I think it’ll be better for your first time if I’m covered in latex. I don’t want to hurt you. Plus, it’ll be good for me because after all that, I’m ready to fucking blow, baby. If I was bare, I’d be a two-pump-Charlie for sure. We’ll go bare after your pussy is used to taking me.”

  Molly felt another gush between her legs. “Okay,” she smiled.

  Wesson rolled the condom down his cock and looked her in the eyes as he settled over her. He nudged her legs apart and pushed himself closer. He grabbed her hands in his and brought them over her head, pinning them down to the mattress. Oh no. Molly felt it bubbling up inside of her.

  Panic.

  Oh no. Oh no.

  Molly froze in fear. But she said nothing.

  Wesson released her hands, clearly sensing something was wrong, and immediately rolled off of her. “You okay? We’re not doing this.”

  Fuck.

  “I’m so sorry, Wesson. I’m so sorry. I panicked.”

  “Shhhhhhh,” he comforted her as he stroked her hair.

  No. NO! Molly took a deep breath and steeled herself. He is not ruining another night for me!

  “No. We’re doing this. I’m not letting him in this moment. It’s been twelve years for fuck’s sake. I’m not letting him take this from me!” she yelled, defiantly.

  “It’s okay, baby. He’s not taking this from you. No one is taking anything from you.” Wesson rolled to his back and pulled her on top of him. “If you want to do this, we can do this. If you don’t want to do this, we don’t have to do this. I’m fine either way, honey.”

  “No. I want to do this. We’re doing this.”

  “Then straddle me, baby. No one is taking your virginity. It’s not a thing to be taken or given. Just take what you need from me. That’s what I’m here for.”

  “Dang, Wesson. When did you become a psychiatrist?”

  Wesson laughed. “I have my moments. But, honey, I’m serious, we don’t have to do anything.”

  “Yes. We do. We’re doing this, Wesson.” Molly took a deep breath and straddled him. She rubbed his beautiful chest with both hands. She could feel his hard, latex covered cock between her legs. “I love your body,” she said.

  “That’s good,” he replied, “because I love your body. Happy I can at least give you back what you give me.”

  Molly began rubbing her vagina along Wesson’s cock. “I want you,” she smiled. Wesson reached up and grabbed onto her breasts with both hands and then stroked his hands down her body, past her trim waist, and then grabbed ahold of each hip.

  “Take me inside of you, then, baby. This is all you.” She lifted her lower body and grabbed ahold of his hard member, positioning it at her center.

  Jesus, no wonder Lane thought “Soup” was a nickname based on the girth of his cock.

  “Shit, Wesson. This isn’t gonna work.”

  “It’ll work baby. Just relax and lower down. Take a deep breath. Take what you need from me.”

  She inhaled through her nose and held her breath for a moment. Then she exhaled as she began to sit down. Slowly. Oh so slowly, Wesson entered her.

  “Oh my god, you’re so big.”

  “You’re so tight. Jesus, fuck, honey. Thank god I’m wearing a condom or I would be coming right now,” he grunted out, his voice sounding pained.

  Molly felt a bit of resistance. She hadn’t been sure if she still had a hymen, what after thirty three years of horseback rides and tampons and banana seat bikes. But she could feel it now. Still intact.

  “Ouch.”

  “Want me to stop?” Wesson asked. He’d clearly been holding his breath.

  “No, I want you to push up. Hard,” she demanded.

  Wesson hesitated.

  “Now!” she ordered. Wesson did what she told him.

  Pain shot through her as he was finally seated fully inside of her. Or rather, she was fully seated on top of him.

  Ouch.

  “Gah, holy shit. That hurt. Gimme a second.”

  “Take your time, baby. Can’t wait to watch you ride me. See these pretty tits bouncing. Fuck, baby. You feel so good. Wanna stay buried inside of you all night long.”

  Molly again felt another gush of fluids in her vagina, only this time, it was stuffed full of his dick. So full.

  “I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said shyly.

  “Just do what feels good, honey. I promise you, whatever you do on my dick will feel good for me.”

  Molly began to slowly rise. Oh. That’s not bad.

  “Fuckkkkkkkkkk,” Wesson groaned out as she sat back down, her ass cheeks touching his thighs. “You feel so good.”

  Molly continued with the rhythm. The pain subsided and it suddenly felt...amazing. “Oh my god, Wesson.”

  “Yes, love this pussy,” he groaned as he used his hands on her waist to lift her up and down his cock. “Seeing you take me inside of you. Hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life, honey.” He moved one hand down and touched her clit. Molly felt another zing move throughout her body.

  “Shit. Shit. Oh my god.”

  “This dick good for you, baby?”

  “Yesssssssssss…” she managed to get out. “So good.”

  “You gonna come on my dick? Cover it in your hot cream?” he asked.

  “Yes, I’m gonna come.”

  “Yeah, I can feel it. Feel you getting tighter. Jesus, your pussy is like a vice grip, baby. You’re gonna come all over my big dick. Fuck. Love fucking you, honey.”

  “I. Love. Fucking. You.” Molly responded, though she wasn’t sure her brain was fully firing. “Coming, Wesson. I’m coming!” Her pussy spasmed as she threw her head back.

  “Yeah you are. Fuck. Gonna squeeze the come out of me. Holy shit. Gonna squeeze the life out of me. I’m coming too. Gonna fill this pussy up,” he grunted and grabbed onto her sides tightly. Squeezing her in time to the spasms coming out of the end of his cock. Molly could feel him twitching inside of her.

  “Fuck,” he exhaled.

  Molly took a deep breath and rolled off of him. His softening cock slid out easily, but she suddenly felt completely empty.

  “Wow,” she exclaimed.

  “Was that good for you?” he turned over on his side and faced her, propping his head up on his hand.

  “Mmmmmmmm,” she nodded. “I had no idea it would be like that.”

  “Me neither.”

  Huh?

  “You’ve had sex before, Wesson.”

  “I know, but it’s never been like that. That was... transcontinental.”

  “Transcendental?”

  “Whatever. My brain is in this condom right now.” He kissed her. “Gonna go clean up, doll.”

  A virgin no more.

  Molly smiled to herself. It couldn’t have been any more perfect if she had written it. Minus the tiny freak out.

  She heard a car door slam outside and male voices coming closer to the house. She was thankful the blinds were closed, but didn’t Wesson say his roommates wouldn’t be home tonight? What was going on?

  “Wesson?” she called out. “I think someone’s here.”

  “What?” he replied from the bathroom. “Those fuckers told me they’d be gone tonight. God damn it.”

  “Wesson!” she heard someone’s voice call out from the living room.

  “Hold up, Cole. Lemme get my pants on.”

  Cole walked into the bedroom. Molly snatched the sheets up over her
chest.

  “Jesus, Gert. What part of ‘lemme get my pants on’ means you should come into my bedroom?”

  “Sorry, guys. Sorry, Molly. Wesson, we ah- we got a situation.”

  “Fuck. I’m off tonight. Why do you need me?”