His fingertips stroked down my spine and across my hip to my belly. He unfastened my pants and slowly pushed them over my hips and down my thighs until I stepped out of them. His hands never left my skin. He was good at this and I was totally mesmerized by his touch. He gently guided me to sit in the chair by the side of the tub, then got down on his knees, spread my legs and kissed the front of my panties. I was a little embarrassed by the wetness I had there, but that all went away when he sucked my pussy lips—through my panties! Oh fuck, that felt so good! A warm, fuzzy feeling filled my senses and I thought I’d explode on him, right there.
“Jack—” I panted He stopped and looked up at me with those piercing blue eyes. “The wa—, the water,” I nodded toward the tub and it was about to overflow, but I was too far away to do anything about it. He quickly reached over and shut it off then got straight back to sucking me. He held my hips tight, lifted my ass and licked and sucked my pussy through the silk of my panties until I screamed and trembled in his hands. He practically lifted my whole body off the chair and pulled me hard onto his face, sending me over the edge. I grabbed two handfuls of his hair and exploded in his mouth. “Jack, oh God! I’m coming!”
He held me there tight. His hands on my hips and his mouth still sucking gently on me as my orgasm subsided. I opened my eyes and unballed my fists from his hair. He released his grip on my hips and reached down to take off his pants. Strangely, I was curious to see what kind of boxers he wore and was pleasantly surprised when I saw he had briefs. Clean, white briefs, but what really amazed me was when he wriggled out of those, his beautiful cock head shone like a bright light. “What is that?” I blurted out.
“What? My dick? It’s a piercing. Got it on a dare a long time ago. Stupid kid shit. You okay with it?”
“Of course. God, that’s sexy. Can I see it? I mean up close?” I probably sounded like a kid in a pet store, checking out the puppies.
“Can we get in the tub first? I’m really sweaty, you know. I just want to freshen up a bit,” he asked and fake pouted. Mollie you’re falling, and fast! I let some of the water out so he could get in without flooding the place. I didn’t want to have to explain that to Dad when he got home.
“Does it hurt?” I asked curiously, as he stepped into the Jacuzzi and sat down in the bubbles. My knees were still a little weak so Jack gave me his hand and helped me into the tub with him. His cock was a sight to be seen. All big and proud with a shiny metal ring in it. I searched the pulsating water for a comfortable spot next to him, reached across and held his dick in my hand. “Wow. That’s so fucking sexy.” I was in awe. It was so hard and yet so soft.
“God, Jack. Will you—you know, make love to me?” I choked out in a whisper. He wrapped his arms around me, lifted me on top of his thighs and sat me there. His cock was straining hard between us.
“Yeah, just let me—” Luckily, his pants were still within reach and he grabbed a condom from his wallet and slid it down perfectly over his hard dick. “Mmmm. Come here, precious,” he growled. I lifted myself up on my knees and he guided his throbbing cock to my opening. The beating in my chest was more than I could stand as I sank down and his cock slowly entered me. God, he’s huge!
“Slow, baby girl. You’re really tight. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Okay,” I whimpered. His shaft rubbed my clit, the ring on his cock hit my girlie-spot, and I’d never felt such intense pleasure before. Now I knew why girls fell all over him, only this time, it was my turn and I would be his last conquest, I’d make sure of that.
“Jack, I want you, I’m so fuckin’—” he gently thrust, and I knew if he did it once more, I’d come all over him again and I wasn’t sure—“Oh fuck!” He did it! Again! “Jack! Jackson! Ahhh!” I ground down on his dick as it hit all the right places. His shaft pounded inside me, deeper and deeper, until my moans mixed with his. We were like two animals, growling in unison. I felt him tense, his whole body tightened and he held my face. He looked into my eyes as waves of my orgasm flowed through me, then I felt him twitch, tremble and moan in his own climax. I collapsed on top of him and kissed him hungrily. I couldn’t move, almost couldn’t breathe as I lay there, the water still pulsating rapidly. I may have found heaven. God…wait till I tell Natalie. She’ll never believe this. Shit! Maybe she will!
Chapter Ten — Jack
I couldn’t believe I was in the Beemer on my way to Snob Hill. I chuckled to myself and thought maybe Mollie had lost her mind, but she said lets go, and I wasn’t about to miss a chance to be with her for a while longer.
We pulled up into a long ass driveway that led to the biggest house I’d ever seen. “Wow. This is your house?” Mr. Money Bags. I knew they were wealthy since her dad was one of the best attorneys in the state, but wow. What the hell did she want with me? I could never give her a life like this.
“Yeah, well actually it’s my dad’s house. I just live here,” she giggled. I bet she was having second thoughts about bringing me here, but hey, I was all for it, if my heart would move out of my fucking throat. We walked up to the front door and stepped inside. I tried to stay calm, but the thought of having Mollie in the house alone with me made my dick jump. I didn’t want to do anything she didn’t want to do and if all she wanted to do was talk, we’d talk—I wasn’t going to mess this up for anything. She intentionally slid her hip across my cock and that took me by surprise. I’d never seen her so bold, and I couldn’t believe she was making me so nervous. She even asked me if it hurt.
“—we are just in your front door and I—” Then she closed and locked it.
“—How’s that?” she asked, and led me upstairs. My heart was pounding in my chest and my palms started to sweat. I hoped she didn’t notice.
“Mols? You know, I wasn’t expecting this and I’ve been working on the Camaro and I’m kinda nasty right now. You should have told me and I’d have showered and got cleaned up for you.”
“No worries, you can shower here.” She dragged me into her room and I almost lost it with her. I wanted so bad to throw her on the bed and make love to her like a man should, but I waited. I knew it would happen soon enough.
“You mean it? Me? Shower here?”
“Yeah, I have this huge Jacuzzi tub. It might help all your aches and pains. Don’t worry, I won’t look.” She won't fucking look. Hah!
That was my cue. I wrapped my arms around her, kissed her sweet neck and shoulders and willed myself to stay calm.
“What if I want you to look?” I growled into her neck. My words surprised me. They were hot and breathy. We walked over to the huge bathroom, that was about as big as my trailer house, and I turned on the water. Not too hot, not too cold. Just right for a night of lovemaking. “Mollie, I know this is really soon—” I reached the bottom of her blouse and slid it over her head. She didn’t protest, so I kept going. “But I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you.”
I pulled off my shirt and Mollie punched my arm. “What was that for?” I had to laugh, her little fist felt like a massage. Maybe she should punch me more often.
“Just checking.”
I ran my fingertips down her back and felt her shiver against me. I was home free. She wanted this just as bad as I did, and I’d learned over the years to never let my hands leave a woman’s body. Just the touch would have their panties wet in no time. I pushed her pants down slowly and she stepped out of them. I was practically panting like a wild dog by now, and I knew I had to keep myself in check.
I got down on my knees and kissed the soft skin, just below her belly button. She let out a little gasp that told me she wanted more. My mouth moved down and sucked her pussy lips through her panties. I could tell she loved that. She wiggled and pressed her wetness into my face. God she’s sweet…
“Jack—” I looked up at her with her panties still in my mouth. I wanted to devour her and now was not the time to stop “The wa—, the water,” she panted. I fumbled to turn it off and continued sucking her slowly, making her moan. When her legs starte
d trembling, and her hands grabbed my hair, I knew I had her as she came hard. The fact that she was so into it almost made me come in my jeans. I wanted to get her into the tub as fast as I could so I held her leg tight as I breathed in the aroma of her cunt and pulled my pants down. I had to do this hero-like. I didn’t want her to fall, so I had to be cool. Mollie pointed to my dick and asked, “What is that?”
I had to laugh, it’s mah fucking dick. “What? My dick? It’s a piercing. Got it on a dare a long time ago. Stupid kid shit. You okay with it?”
She smiled, “God, that’s sexy. Can I see it? I mean up close?”
“Can we get in the tub first? I’m really sweaty, you know. I just want to freshen up.” I really didn’t want her anywhere near my sweaty nuts, so tub-time it was.
“Does it hurt?” she said, as we both got into the tub. She turned on the jets and I felt like I was in heaven. I mean, me, Jack Fucking Fitzgerald in a hot tub, naked with Mollie DuBois. It was a fucking miracle
She grabbed my dick and played with the ring. “Wow. That’s so fucking hot.” I was happy she liked it. When I first got naked, I thought it might be too over the top for such a beautiful innocent woman, but Mollie had some bad girl in her and what she said next confirmed it.
“God, Jack. Will you—you know? Make love to me?”
Fuck me. “Uh—yeah, just let me—” I dropped my hand outside the tub and picked up my jeans. God, please let me have a fucking condom in here. Please Lord! Yes! I found it and rolled it down my now throbbing cock. I wanted so bad to feel her beautiful, velvet pussy wrapped around me.
“Mmmm. Come here precious.” She got on her knees and I knew the size of my dick could tear her apart so I just pressed it against her lips. “Slow, baby girl, you’re really tight. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Okay,” she whispered to me. I gently slid the head in and hoped the Prince Albert ring wouldn’t freak her out. I teased her puss for a bit and she was so wet, I knew I could push it in a little more. Mollie got a funny look on her face and slid all the way down on my cock, I almost shot my wad right then and there. Hold on Fitz.
“Jack, I want you. I’m so fuckin'—” She started grinding on my cock and I grabbed her ass and held on. “Oh fuck!” she said, and all fucking hell broke loose. I slammed my cock inside her and even though I wanted the night to last, I couldn’t believe I had this angel on top of me and there I was coming like a teenage boy while she screamed my name. “Jack! Jackson! Ahhh!” I grabbed her face in my hands and looked into her eyes. I watched her face as she came on me while I shot my load inside her. Yes, this was heaven. No pain, no hurt, just my angel of mercy and total fucking euphoria.
Thank you, God!
Chapter Eleven — Mollie
I slid my hand across the bed to find Jack and the bed was empty. All except for me. Jack was gone. Last night was a doozie. We’d managed to get out of the bathroom and onto my bed and Jack made love to me over and over again. The way he kissed my body and tugged at my hair made it seem like he knew what I wanted, before I even knew what I wanted. We talked about his Prince Albert piercing and the tattoo on his hip. KILL ZONE it said. I’d never dated a tattooed guy and piercings were all new to me, except for my ear piercings, and that was pretty boring. A billion thoughts had gone through my head last night and I hoped he couldn’t read my mind. …If we’re together, and I know we will be, we could work all day and make love at night until the sun comes up.
I knew I was getting ahead of myself, but it just felt so right. Now the sun is up, and he’s gone. “Jack?” I called out. I heard the housekeeper downstairs in the kitchen and hoped she hadn’t seen him leave.
“Hannah? Are you here? Hannah?” I shouted, barely able to walk with the ache I felt between my legs.
“Down here, Mollie!” she answered. I threw my robe on and hobbled down the stairs. I grunted with the pain as my feet hit each step. And I prayed that Jack and Hannah hadn’t met—but maybe I hadn’t prayed hard enough—they had.
“I just let him out about an hour ago,” Hannah informed me, and I could tell by the look on her face that she wasn’t a happy camper. “Is that the boy your Daddy told me about? You know he’s not good for you.”
“Ya, well, good morning to you too, Hannah” I snarked, and turned around and walked back upstairs to my room. I looked around for a note then checked my phone for a text from Jack. Nothing. Maybe he heard her and got scared. I texted him, ‘you okay?’ then waited for his reply. It was almost nine and I had to get to school to drop off some papers before I headed back to the clinic. The whole community knew it was closing soon, so families from all around the area were coming in to make sure they were caught up on their immunizations. Some of them had four or five kids and it got pretty chaotic in there, so I didn’t want to be late. I showered as fast as I could and got ready for another crazy day in the Village.
On the way into school, I called Mr. Ferris Jernigan, my attorney. He didn’t answer so I left him a message. “Hi, Mr. Jernigan, this is Mollie DuBois. I have a few questions I’d like to ask you—of a business nature. Please call me back when you have a moment. You can reach me at this number. Have a nice day and thanks.” I hung up feeling empowered, as if I’d accomplished something important. I walked into the school and down the corridor to the classroom to turn my papers in. I was almost finished with this part of the curriculum and the clinical research and studies I’d done had put me at the top of the class. I swung around to leave and saw that Dylan boy staring at me. I didn’t know he was a student here and I smiled at him as I walked out. That was weird, but I didn’t have time to stop so I got back to the car as quickly as I could so I could get over to the clinic.
I sat in the car and checked my phone before I took off. No texts or missed calls and I found myself daydreaming about Jack’s dick. Sex with him last night was incredible.
I got stuck in traffic, so I hit the call button on the dash and my phone connected to Natalie. She picked up immediately and without thinking, I blurted out, “I fucked Jackson Fitzgerald.”
“Wha—what did you say? You fucked who?”
“You heard me girl, and if you tell anyone, I’ll kill you. Promise.” Finally, I pulled into the parking lot of the clinic. “He’s amazing.”
“Mols, don’t make me puke over here. He’s dirty and scraggly, so what has gotten in to you?”
“Thanks Nat. Call me a skank, why don’t ya?” Tears came to my eyes and I wanted to hang up, but right now, she was the only one I could talk to about Jack. “I gotta go.” I sniffled, “I’ll talk to you later, bye.”
I spent the rest of my day taking care of screaming children. I hadn’t heard from Jack and was quite worried. If he’d walked from my house to his, that would’ve taken him hours, but I figured he’d at least texted me by now. I remembered the way he looked at me last night, and I didn’t think I was just a one-night stand. A conquest. It wasn’t—was it?
When I finally go home, I was exhausted. I thought about calling Natalie again, but decided against it. I didn’t need her negativity, and I knew she was busy prepping for her trip to New York anyway. She had to sign some contracts and had to plan a tour of the manufacturer’s facility. Nat wasn’t a hands-off designer—she liked being in control of her designs from beginning to end and I couldn’t blame her for that. If my name were on the label, I’d insist on it too. I was so proud of her and her accomplishments, but she didn’t have to be such a bitch about Jack and me.
When I woke up the next day, Dad was still away on his trip and it was nice having the place to myself. The housekeeper had made me a nice fruit plate and oatmeal for breakfast. She was probably being nice because of the way she’d talked to me yesterday, but I didn’t care. I scarfed it down hungrily and as I walked around the kitchen with my bowl, I finally noticed the note on the refrigerator. ‘Mollie, going out of town for a few days. Be back Sunday. Dad.’ Cool! I still had three more days to myself!
I was going to take advantage of thi
s reprieve from hostilities and I wanted to see Jack again. I was getting worried about him after two days with no calls or texts and this time, I wouldn’t go empty handed. I’d bake him some cookies and then maybe, I’d get a chance to talk to Nellie. Once she got to know me, she might even like me. She couldn’t be all that bad.
I grabbed the sugar, brown sugar, flour and chocolate chips from the pantry. I pulled out some butter and eggs from the fridge, measured it all out and began mixing the dough. I tuned into my favorite 90s station and sang my heart out while I mixed, scooped and baked. I cleared up the mess and while I waited for them to cool, I got some studying in and by the time I’d finished, they were cooled off and ready to go. Nothing says ‘truce’ like a batch of chocolate chip cookies!
It was a beautiful day outside, so I put on a lightweight, summer dress. As I buttoned up the front, I could hear Natalie’s voice in my head, “Wearing a red and white checkered dress, perfect for a summer picnic is, Mollie!” I had such fond memories of modeling for her. That was a great night!
I slid on some red sandals and left my blonde hair down. I grabbed the cookies I’d already placed in a Tupperware container and headed out the door. I hoped Jack was going to be home, or else it would just be Nellie and me. Maybe that wasn’t such a bad idea? Maybe she needed to know how her words made Jack feel. I smiled at myself. All they really needed was some family intervention and I hoped Nellie would be sober enough for me to talk to her, woman to woman.
Jack’s beat up Camaro was in the driveway, unchanged since the last time I saw it and I wondered if he’d been working on it. I slid my sunglasses on top of my head and grabbed my keys and the cookies. “Jack?” I called out. I didn’t hear any noise. No TV, radio or anything. I didn’t think they’d both still be asleep—it was one in the afternoon. I walked up the rickety wooden steps and pretended that I didn’t see the barrels of empty beer cans and trash everywhere. Jack was right, I had no clue how people lived down here in the Village. Some dog had gotten into their garbage can overnight, and now bits of paper and old food were scattered in the yard too. I tapped on the screen door, stepped away and smiled, but nobody came. I gave it another try, but nothing.
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