by Mia Ford
She looked at the fire and smiled at me as I walked forward, cupping her face to kiss her again. It was Molly that unhooked her bra, letting it slide down her body as I eased us back towards the bed.
The room was filling with orange light from the fire, adding to the light that trickled in from the living room. I felt her drop onto the mattress and moved to kiss her jawline, nibbling softly. Molly moaned as I thumbed her nipple, finding it hard as I pressed against it. I moved down her neck, falling with her as she dropped to her back.
So willing.
I sucked on the tender neck of her skin as I spread her legs with my knees, moving down her body to kiss between her breasts. I let one hand slide between her legs, listening to her moan of pleasure as I stroked her over the jeans. “Rob,” she said softly, unaware that she’d just shortened my name in her pleasure. I liked it and increased the pressure to reward her as I sucked a nipple into my mouth. “Oh, God.” Molly reached down to unbutton her jeans, sliding them down her body as I lifted myself to allow her room, trembling with want. “Please touch me, Rob. I need to feel you.” She grabbed my hand and pressed it over the damn cotton of her underwear as I let out a groan. I dropped back to my knees and moved my fingers slowly before sucking on her other nipple, increasing the pressure as I moved the material of her underwear aside to touch her bare pussy. It was wet, smooth and I circled her swollen clit as she cried out. I never thought she’d be this naked in front of me and I teased her relentlessly, watching her ease to the edge before moving my finger away.
“Hold it, baby,” I whispered as she parted her lips and breathed deeply. I dragged my teeth lightly over her nipple as she moaned and stroked her folds, close to where she needed me the most. “Try to hold the orgasm for me.” I found her nub again, making her jump as she bit her lip.
My cock was aching to be released as I controlled my movements, watching her face. She looked like she wanted to let go and I knew that I wanted her to. I couldn’t wait any longer. I kept in mind that she was a virgin, unaware of any experience that she had before that and pressed my thumb to her clit as I slipped the tip of my finger inside of Molly. “Come for me, Molly.” She was tight and so wet and I felt her tighten around me as she screamed my name, coming hard.
Her face clenched with the initial release, her pants coming out hard and fast. I stilled, feeling her warmth wash over my finger still halfway inside of her while I reached my other hand down to rub my cock for a hint of relief. I wanted to spread her legs open and rip that underwear right from her body. I wanted to fuck her hard and deep, watching her take every thick inch of me.
Instead, I loosened my jeans and dropped onto the bed beside her with a long sigh. I knew that Molly would be tired and possibly fall asleep, which I was fine with knowing the hours that she worked. I wanted to have more of her but there would be time for that. There was no rush even though I was throbbing painfully underneath my jeans. I looked at her, seeing her slump against the mattress as she kept breathing. “I’ll get you something to drink.” I stood and walked out to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water as I looked at the bag of food from Marta. “Do you want some cake and ice cream?” I called out, knowing that Molly would hear me. The house wasn’t that big.
“That sounds great,” she called back and I pulled the bag out of the fridge. I cut a slice of the decadent looking cake and put it on a large plate, scooping two big scoops of ice cream over it before I grabbed a spoon with a grin on my face.
Carrying everything back to the bedroom, I saw that she was curled up on the pillows watching the door. She wasn’t dressed but did have the blanket pulled over her as she looked at me. “Thanks.”
“What for?” I asked as I set the plate on the table beside the bed and opened the water, handing it to her first.
“That felt…amazing. I have been scared of being touched for a few years now but I wanted you so much. I wanted to give myself to you that way and I am glad that I did, no matter what happens from here.” She smiled and sipped the water. “The way that you told me to wait really does make it feel good. Have you always done that with women?”
I took a slow breath and gazed at her. “Sit up. I want to feed you some of this. I might spread some of this frosting on you and suck it off, too. If you’re lucky.” Her eyes widened as she scooted up with her back on the pillows and her body covered with the throw that I kept draped over the bed.
“What?” She breathed as I took the plate and broke off a piece of the cake, dipping it into the ice cream before I fed her. She took it, moaning in delight at the taste and I got myself a generous bite.
“Damn, this is good,” I murmured as she nodded and met my eyes, the question remaining all over her face.
“Molly, I haven’t always done that. It’s something that I learned along the way; something that I enjoy. Do you?” She nodded and smiled weakly. “I’m sure you know that there’s more to it than that, but we’ll take it slow.”
“What else?” She asked as her eyes darkened. I distracted her with another bite of the cake before I tugged gently on the blanket. She let it go and I bared her to me again, watching her eyes as she fought the urge to cover herself.
“You’re beautiful. Don’t hide that,” I murmured as I dipped my finger into the ice cream and rubbed it gently over her nipple. Molly gasped at the coldness of it and pebbled against me as I smiled at her. “Have you had a finger inside of you before?”
“Yes, I have done most of everything else. I just haven’t had sex yet,” she said as I repeated the motion with her other nipple. I kept the cold going for a few moments as her body reacted strongly and she started to moan. I scooped some more cake on the spoon and fed her again, watching her lips wrap tightly around the spoon as I hardened again.
When I was ready, I spread some frosting over her nipples and hovered over her, staring into her eyes. I lowered my mouth over her, sucking the sweetness from her body hard, watching her drop her head back to moan. Her legs parted on their own, giving me a good view of the underwear that she’d fixed while I was gone. I stared down her stomach as I sucked, eating the thick frosting from her body to taste the vanilla underneath as she started to cry out.
I finished cleaning her off and moved my lips down her body, nipping and kissing gently as I gave her a good idea of where I was going. She looked at me, scared as I paused and stared back at her. “Are you okay?”
“The last time this happened…it was rough. I didn’t like it.” Anger filled me at the idea of someone ruining something so intimate and erotic for her.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked her as she took a deep breath. Molly shook her head and I pressed my lips to her skin tenderly.
Chapter 16
Molly
My heart was racing as I felt him moving closer to my core. Lance did this a couple of times, but he was so rough and I never enjoyed it. I stopped him after that and I was certain that was part of what led to our demise. Robert was being so sweet, kissing me all over before he actually touched me there. His lips were so soft, tickling me as he found my inner thighs, so soft and wet. I whimpered as he traced me with his tongue and spread my folds open before breathing against me.
By the time he was finished teasing me, I was close to sobbing from the need building up inside of me. “Please. I can’t wait any longer.”
“You smell so sweet, Molly. I can’t wait to taste you.” Robert paused before he pressed his lips against my pussy, his tongue tracing me.
I’d read a lot of erotic books since ending things with Lance, realizing that sex was supposed to be enjoyed, even revered. It probably wasn’t always like the authors presented it, but sometimes it could be. I saw that in the couples that came through the cafe, younger and older. The Smiths wouldn’t be celebrating their seventieth wedding anniversary and be so crazy about one another without some spark.
He spread me open further and sucked my clit into his mouth. I jerked as he wrapped his hands tightly around my thighs to hold me stil
l and feasted on me aggressively, but without the pain that Lance had caused me. I wondered if he wanted me to try to hold my release, even if it felt like it was close.
My hands cupped my breasts, feeling the sticky sugar still on the skin as I squeezed. “Yes, Molly. Keep doing that.” His voice was a low hum of approval as I kept cupping them and then pinching the nipple, finding all of it to be a heady combination. “Don’t come yet.”
“Ugh…okay,” I said grumpily before he started to suck on me again, even using his teeth. “Rob…yes!” This should hurt me but it didn’t. It stirred me deep inside and I cried out as he kept going. I plucked at myself and pulled hard, adding to all the sensations.
This was moving so fast but I wanted him. I wanted him to keep taking me to the moon with the orgasms, feeling like there would never be enough. It was so foreign yet so welcome and I felt a part of me that had been hiding for so long clawing her way out.
“Now,” he said before sucking on me again, sliding a finger in as I pinched my nipples hard. I screamed this time, feeling the way I jerked and went black for a few seconds.
I remained still, catching my breath as he moved beside me, kicking off his jeans. I felt numb and closed my eyes as I breathed, feeling him kiss my hair. “You taste like honey, Molly. You taste like the sweetest honey there is.”
We drank some more water and finished the cake that was soggy with ice cream before he pulled the blankets over us. “Do you want to do anything before you go to sleep?”
“I should wash up. Brush my teeth. All of that cake,” I murmured even though I didn’t want to move. I knew that I needed my phone to wake up as well.
“Me, too. I want to wash you off, anyway.” He said softly and I opened my eyes wearily.
We made our way up and I went to get my backpack, pulling out my toiletries. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and watched as he got a damp washcloth. He cleaned off my breasts gently with warm water and then between my legs before offering me a shirt from his closet.
I shrugged into it and brought my phone and charger to the bed, plugging it all in before we snuggled under the covers together. I knew that Robert was in his boxer briefs since I’d been drooling at him for the past several minutes and I realized that he had no release of his own yet. “Are you okay? Do you want me to help you?”
“I’ll be fine, Molly.” He pulled me against him and I smiled in the dim light of the room, loving the feel of his body pressed against mine. He’d agreed to take me to work and I tossed around the idea of getting my own car. I had a little money saved and Keith was good friends with the owner of the car lot in the next town over. I had just been sharing the Jeep with Noel since I didn’t have too many places I went on my own.
That might be changing.
We fell asleep tangled together as I thought about my new comfort with intimacy. It was a huge change but one that I felt ready for as I closed my eyes and pressed closer to Robert.
The alarm chimed too early in the dark room and I groaned as I reached to hit the snooze. I didn’t love getting up early anyway but to do it here and leave this warm bed sounded terrible, making me sigh as he pulled me closer to him. “Are you sure you want to take me? I can send Noel a text and she can come by.”
“It’s fine. If you want to shower, there’s clean towels and everything that you need in the bathroom,” his voice was soft with sleep as I felt him press his lips against my hair. “I’ll dress for a run when it’s time to take you in.”
“You’re insane,” I smiled as I kissed him before walking into the bathroom to shower. I made it fast and braided my hair that was still damp. I put on enough makeup to give my pale skin some definition and tugged on my work clothes. It felt so foreign to be here with him and I glanced around the cozy bachelor bathroom as I lined my lips with some stain. When I walked back into the dim bedroom, Rob was just pulling on a t-shirt as I stopped and stared at him. He was gorgeous and I licked my lips and he smiled at me.
We walked into the living room as I pulled on a coat and he slipped a running jacket on. “You’re really going to jog now?” I asked in disbelief as he nodded with a smirk.
“Yes. It’s quiet out and I have to work early. Being in the military has made me an early riser by nature.” He gazed at me as I shook my head, longing to be able to stay in bed longer. We went into the garage and he backed out into the dark morning as I leaned my head back and breathed him in.
“I had a great time last night. I think that Marta would welcome you for dinner every night, you know.” I smiled at him.
“If you’re up to it, I’d like to cook for you some night. I don’t want to demand that you sleep in my bed every night but I’d love that.” Robert pulled in front of the cafe to see Noel talking to Dennis as she waited for me. I looked at him and blushed as he pressed a soft kiss to my lips before pulling away. “I’ll come in for coffee when I’m done with the run.”
I nodded and slid out of the vehicle to walk in with Noel. She gave me a knowing smile as she unlocked the door, leading the way inside as I grinned. “Shut up.”
“I think we’re going to have to get some help here so you can sleep in with your man sometimes,” Noel mused as I laughed. “He cares for you, you know.”
“Maybe,” I replied as she turned on the lights in the kitchen while I found something to listen to. She started mixing the usual batters and I made coffee, going to help her with two cups.
There was something about this morning that felt good. We sang along to the music playing as we prepared the muffins for baking, making me smile as I slid Robert’s chocolate ones into the hot oven. “So where do you think this might go?” Noel asked as I glanced at her, nibbling my lip.
“He seems to want to spend time with me. I know that he wants me, too. I think that I’m considering that,” I smiled at her as she walked over and hugged me. “How do you know when it’s right?” Noel had long since lost her virginity but she had to remember the uncertainty of it all.
“He’s not pushing you, is he?” She asked me as I shook my head. “Good. I know he’s older and probably has a lot of experience with the way that he looks, but that can also be a good thing. He knows how to treat a woman and from what I’ve seen, he’s great to you. It’s the little things about him that I notice the most, you know? Mom, too.”
“What little things do you mean?” I asked before I looked at the clock. “I have to head out there and get ready to open. We’ll talk later.” I managed to get everything done and let Mike in with a soft giggle as he looked me over. I met him at the counter and got his stuff ready as he asked me why I was so cheerful this morning. Noel was bringing stuff out to stock the case and told him that I had a new boyfriend and hadn’t stopped smiling in a few days. I glared at her as the door opened back up and a few people walked inside, one of whom was Robert. I grinned just like she’d mentioned and Mike turned around to see what I was looking at.
“Told you,” Noel chirped as she turned to head to the back for more goodies, setting aside a muffin for Robert with a wink. I shook my head as Mike seemed to size him up before going to his usual table. I helped the customers in front of him as I tried to focus on what they were saying to me. I knew that I failed and narrowed my eyes at him, taking in his damp shirt that clung to his muscles as I took a deep breath.
This was dangerous.
He ordered and I refused his money this time, sliding his order across the counter as he shook his head at me. I was thinking about the ways that I would like to thank him for his continued business as heat washed over my skin, something that made his eyes gleam as he took it all in. I noticed that he went to his usual table, only to be joined by Mike as my eyes widened. What was he saying to Robert?
A woman came in wearing a skimpy jogging outfit and I recognized her as the woman that was flirting with Robert in the past. She stepped up to the counter and ordered some tea, and as I took her money I realized that she was close to Robert’s age. She was also gorgeous and I started won
dering if I was enough for him since I didn’t feel like I had her confidence. Between that and Mike being caught up in a conversation with Robert, my mind started to race and the good mood that I’d had this morning faded away.
Of course, the woman looked over at Robert before taking a seat at the couch by the fire. She smiled as she picked up one of my favorite books and started to read it, leaning back as she crossed her tight runner’s legs.
I didn’t run. It showed in the curves that Robert promised me that he liked but I looked down at myself and nibbled on my lip. I reminded myself that he wouldn’t be spending any time with me, much less doing the intimate things that I loved if he didn’t want to. People had choices in life and I wasn’t the aggressor in this situation.
I focused on tidying up in between orders, sipping from a cup of coffee that was perched against the back wall. Robert spoke with Mike for about an hour before clapping him on the back and standing to leave, and I watched as the blonde woman smoothed her perfect ponytail and smiled his way, but Robert didn’t give her a second look. He walked over to me and leaned in as I walked up to the counter. “I think I’ll take some muffins in tomorrow to base. Can you guys make two dozen and mix up the flavors for me?” I nodded as his eyes swept over my body. “I’ll call you later, Molly.”
“I’d like that, Rob.” I heard myself and frowned. “Do you mind me calling you that? I just realized that I was.”
“No. It’s informal and I love it for that reason alone.” He smiled and pushed back from the counter as he stared at my lips for a moment. I knew that he wanted to kiss me and my legs were shaking with the need to crawl across the counter as I twitched. “Take care of yourself. I’ll talk to you soon.” There was a note of regret in his voice as he walked away and I almost reached out to stop him, but for what reason? What would I say?
The door closed and he was gone, along with the electricity in the air that I felt whenever he was around. I sighed and wiped at a tiny drop of coffee on the counter for a moment before looking over the dining room. Some of the tables had cleared and I happened to notice the jogger was gone as well. Oddly enough, it was close to Robert’s exit and I looked through the glass to see her talking to him by his car as insecurity struck me all over again. When I went out there to clean up tables, I noticed Mike smiling at me from his usual table. I remembered that he was talking to Robert and frowned as I considered asking him what they were discussing. “I like him,” he told me as I looked back out the window to see that blonde watching him back up. “You girls are like my own granddaughters and I needed him to know that as well. I look out for people that I care about.”