“No, I need to be here for Shane and Chris. I can’t just leave.”
“Well then, can you at least try to look like you’re enjoying yourself and act normal? All I wanted was to dance with you but you stayed as far away as you could and when the song changed you practically ran away.”
“I’m sorry, I jus-” I get interrupted as Adam crashes his lips to mine, taking advantage of my open mouth. I shut my eyes for a second as my slightly drunk brain tries to figure out what the hell is happening.
When I open them, Adam is still attached to my lips but the only thing I see is Ryan stood behind him, looking mortified. I lift my hands to Adam’s chest and push as hard as I can. “Adam, stop,” I mumble into his mouth. I eventually manage to push him off.
“RYAN,” I shout, but when look up I see that he’s gone. I can’t help but start to panic. “RYAN,” I shout again, moving so I can look down the hall, but it’s empty. Fuck.
“So that’s what tonight’s been all about. Has it always been him, Molly?” Double fuck. I turn to see at a very sad looking Adam, “I guess I should have seen this coming. You’re always talking about him, checking up on him, and tonight, I don’t know why it didn’t register earlier, you’ve been practically eye fucking him all night.”
“Adam, I’m so sorry. It just happened. He’s been my friend for so long I didn’t see it coming.” Well I guess that’s sort of the truth, ish.
“How long?” I just stare at him. “How long as it been going on, Molly?”
“A couple of days. I was going to tell you tomorrow, I just didn’t want to ruin tonight.
“And you thought still coming with me would be okay? You thought that you would be able to act normal while your ‘boyfriend’ watches?”
“I know it was stupid. I realised that as soon as we arrived.”
“Well, it’s too late now. I suggest you go find him and sort it out. I always knew I liked you more than you liked me. I just hoped I would grow on you.”
“I’m so sorry, Adam.” I lean forward and kiss his cheek.
“Go, go be happy. I had fun with you, Molly, just so you know.”
“I did too. I’m sorry.” With that said, I leave a sad looking Adam in the hall and practically jog back to the party.
I spot Holly standing at the bar but she is alone. “Where is he?” I half shout at her. The panic is obvious in my tone.
“He just left, Molly. He came to tell me he had to go, then he ran out of here like a bat out of hell. What’s going on?”
“He saw me and Adam together in the hall. He thought we were kissing but Adam kissed me; I was trying to push him off. Before I had a chance to explain, Ryan was gone. I’ve got to go after him.”
I grab my phone, find a number for a taxi firm and put it to my ear. I turn back to wave at Holly just as Adam approaches her. He frowns at me but quickly wipes it off his face as he looks down and smiles at Holly.
The wait for my taxi feels like it takes forever. It’s fucking freezing outside and although I remembered to get my coat, it’s not like I’m wearing a lot. After what seems like hours, my taxi arrives and I shout my address at him.
The journey takes forever. As soon as he pulls up outside our house I throw the money at him and run to the front door. I’m in such a rush I drop my keys twice before I get it in the lock.
I know he won’t be in there, but I quickly check my room first, throwing my bag on the bed and ripping my shoes off my feet before dropping them on the floor. I take off running up the stairs and check the living area - also empty. He must be in his bedroom. I again run up the stairs as fast as my legs will carry me, open his bedroom door and I fly into the room. It’s empty, but there is light coming from the half open en suite door. I don’t think twice before heading over and walking in.
The sight I see stops me in my tracks as soon as I enter the room. Ryan is stood under the shower, but he is leant forward with his palms flat on the tiles and his head hung low between them. He looks completely lost and broken. I caused that. Pain rips through me at the thought.
I move closer to him and, as if he can sense me behind him, he lifts his head slightly and looks at me. My breath catches in my throat at the look in his eyes. They are empty. Fuck. He continues watching me but doesn’t move or say anything. I have to go to him. I need to be close to him.
I start unbuttoning my coat, slide it off my arms, then hang in on the back of the door. Still Ryan watches me, but is showing nothing. I reach behind me, unzip my dress and let it drop to the floor, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. I slide my hold ups down my thighs and off my legs before once again reaching behind me to unsnap my bra. It hits the floor next to my dress, quickly followed by my knickers.
I walk over to where he is still leant over in the shower watching me intently. I walk up behind him and place my hands on his chest, encouraging him to stand straight. I then walk around him so I can look into his eyes. What I see in them scares the shit out of me. They are cold.
What if he refuses to listen to me, let alone believe what I’m about to tell him?
Acknowledgments
I’ve written this book in relative secrecy. I’ve always been an avid reader and have always wanted to have a go at writing my own love story. One night I literally had a dream and from there Molly and Ryan’s story was born.
I would like to thank the three people who didn’t think I’d completely lost the plot when I said I was going to do this: my husband, Michelle, and Pam. I would not have been able to do this without your help and support. My husband for putting up with me having my head shoved in the laptop for hours on end and my random questions. Michelle for beta reading for me and being there to bounce ideas off, no matter how crazy. And to Pam for all the work she has done getting Molly ready to be published. I know I’ve already said it, but I really couldn’t have done it without you. I love you all x
Copyright © 2016 by Tracy Lorraine
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To my bump, thank you for giving me some time to feel almost normal again so I could get this published. Better late than never!
Chapter One
Ryan
Tonight has been one of the worst nights of my life, and thinking of everything I have been through this year alone just shows quite how bad it was.
I was stood at the bar watching Molly dance. The song changed which made my heart rate increase. If she was going to start dancing with him like she was at the club, I would rip his head off. No one apart from me touches my girl like that. She looks right at me when she realises the song change and I shake my head in warning. I watch as Adam pulls her to him and she says something in his ear. I am ready to head over there to pull him off her when he starts leading her off the floor. She leaves him to go out to the toilets and he walks over to the bar to order a shot. He downs it before heading in the direction Molly just went. I wait for what feels like hours for them to reappear, but once I’ve finished my pint I can’t wait any longer, and go after her. I don’t see them in the hallway but as I get closer to the toilets I can hear her voice. The pain that radiates through my chest when I round the corner is indescribable. I can’t believe what I’m seeing: she’s kissing him. Like, properly kissing him. Her eyes open and snap instantly to mine. I watch hers widen as she realises she’s been caught.
Before I know what I’m doing, I’m running down the hallway to get away from them. I see Holly at the bar. I tell her I’m leaving before getting the fuck out of there. Luckily for me, there is a taxi idling outside the club. I jump in and give him my address. My head is spinning the whole journey home. How could she do t
hat after the time we have spent together the last couple of days? How could she do that? When the taxi arrived outside my house I pay him, get out and let myself in before heading straight to my room and turning the shower on. I need to wash tonight off me. Everything about tonight needs to just fuck off. I strip out of my clothes and walk straight under the spray of water. I let it run all over me before leaning forward again against the tiles and hanging my head low between my arms, feeling sorry for myself. I actually started believing she wanted us. I thought this was us – us forever.
I don’t know how long I’m stood thinking about the events of the evening before I feel her. My back starts to tingle and my temperature rises so I know she’s here. She followed me. That’s got to be a good sign, right?
I lift my head just enough so I can see her. She looks totally distraught. Good, so she should after that. I watch her watch me before her hands go to the buttons on her coat. She slides it off her body before hanging it on the back of the door. She turns back to me and looks straight into my eyes as she reaches behind her and lets her dress drop to the floor. Fuck me, she looks smoking hot stood there in her black strapless bra, lacy shorts and lace-topped hold ups. I feel my dick start to wake up at the sight of her. I’m still looking in her eyes but I can see everything. Her hands go to the tops of her hold ups, slowly sliding them down her legs. This is some fucking show she is putting on for me. Her arms go behind her again and the moment her bra leaves her body, I feel like I stop breathing. She has the most perfect breasts I have ever seen. I mean, I’ve always known this, but I’ve never really seen them before. Her slightly tanned skin is perfect and her pink hard nipples are just begging for attention. My dick is now standing to attention and I can feel my heartbeat quicken. She leans forward slightly so she can drop her knickers to the floor. My knees feel a little weak seeing her naked for the first time, and my breaths are coming out as fast pants. I keep my eyes on her as she walks up behind me. When I feel her wrap her arms around me and place her hands on my chest, fireworks ignite around my whole body. She pulls me so I’m standing, then sneaks around in front of me. We just stand and stare at each other while the water pours down our bodies. Slowly, Molly rises on to her tiptoes and leans toward my ear, her breath making me shiver. I can feel her breasts press against my chest and all I want to do is touch her, but I can’t. I need to hear what she’s got to say.
“It wasn’t what you thought. I was trying to push him off. I’ve told him everything. It’s over. You’re the only man I want. Ever,” she whispers into my ear.
We both stay completely still, her waiting for my response, me trying to work out what to do next. Eventually, my restraint snaps. I move my hands to her arse and lift her. Her legs automatically wrap around my waist and I press her back to the wall, pinning her there with my hips. I place my hands on her cheeks and stare into her eyes. All I can see is her passion and love shining through them. “Ever?” I whisper, needing to make sure I heard her right.
“Forever,” she says back with a seductive smile spreading across her face. That does it. I lean forward and gently press my lips to hers, placing feather light kisses against her lips before running my tongue along the seam, asking for entry. She slowly opens her mouth; as soon as our tongues touch, the kiss turns from gentle to heated until we are practically fucking each other’s mouths. My hands start roaming around her body of their own accord while hers are gripping my hair and holding my mouth to hers. As if I’d be going anywhere. My throbbing dick is lined up perfectly with her entrance and it takes all my willpower not to plunge into her. I keep reminding myself that she wants to take this slow. I’m okay with that because I know when we do get there, it will be earth shattering.
Eventually, Molly moves her hands so they are cupping my cheeks, and pushes me back slightly. I reluctantly remove my lips from hers and look into her hungry eyes. We are both panting hard and I can feel her breath brushing over my face.
“I love you, Ryan.” I suck in a breath at those words. I’m in complete shock. I just stand still, staring at her. “Ry?”
I let out a big breath and feel a huge smile spread across my face. “I love you too.” I lean into her so I kiss and nip down her neck while trying to turn the shower off. When I manage it, I put one arm under her arse and another around her waist, holding her tight, and walk us both out of the shower. Her arms are around my neck, clinging on. When I get to the towel rail, I grab the biggest one and carefully wrap it around both of us before heading to the bedroom and laying her down on the bed.
I rest myself on my forearms, either side of her head. “I love you so much Molly, it actually scares me.” I see her eyes fill with tears at my words. She just nods, telling me she understands. “I know we are taking it slow but I need you, I need to taste you right now. Is that okay?” Again she just nods, as if completely lost in the moment. I intend on taking my time, so I start with a long passionate kiss before moving down her body. I nibble my way down her neck before placing kisses across her chest. When I reach her breast, I run my tongue along the underside, making her moan and arch off the bed. I continue licking my way around, teasing her until I get to her nipple. When I suck it into my mouth she cries out, and her whole body flinches. I run my tongue around while sucking the tip deep into my mouth. When she starts to moan and writhe on the bed like she could come just from this alone, I move on the other one and give it the same treatment. She is panting hard by the time I start to descend down her stomach towards my final prize. My mouth is watering just at the thought of what I’m about to do. I’ve dreamt about it for so long and already the real thing is a million times better. When I get down to the apex of her thighs, I kiss down the left one, slowly pushing it out and kissing the inside. I then kiss across her pubic bone, loving the feel of her smooth skin against my lips. my lips. I do the same to her other thigh so she is open and waiting for me. I remove my lips from her body and look at her. Her hair is fanned out across my pillow, her eyes are shut, she has pink cheeks and a small smile playing on her lips. Her chest is heaving up and down, making her hard nipples catch my attention. I then look down to what is closest to me - she is completely hair free and is fucking perfect. I can already see how turned on and how ready for me she is; my mouth is twitching for a taste of her. I lean forward and blow across her and watch as she shivers.
“Ryan,” she moans, quietly begging for me to do something. I wish I could tease her longer but I can't wait. “No one’s ever-” I lean forward and lick from her entrance up to her clit. “Holy fuck,” she shouts while arching off the bed. I move my arm and place it across her stomach to keep her still.
“You’ve only been with arseholes, baby. Just wait and see how a real man does it.”
With that said, I go back to what I was doing. I run my tongue around her entrance before sliding one finger in while my mouth focuses on her clit, licking, sucking and biting. In only a few minutes, she is screaming my name and milking my finger for all it’s worth. I keep moving gently until she comes back down from her high. That was so fucking sexy. I almost came just watching her and hearing her scream my name. When she relaxes, I kiss my way back up her body before lying on my side next to her. She is still breathless and her cheeks are still rosy. I kiss across her jaw before sliding my tongue in her mouth. I hear her moan at the back of her throat, telling me she can taste herself on me. When I pull away, she stares into my eyes with such intensity I could set alight at any minute.
“Wow,” she says with a huge smile. “They really were arseholes,” she says, laughing.
She brushes her hand across my cheek, down my neck and onto my chest before pushing me on to my back. “Time to return the favour,” she says, raising her eyebrows.
“No.”
Her head snaps up to me and she looks at me like I’ve completely lost the plot. “No?” she questions.
“No repaying favours. You do it because you want to, not because you owe me. What have I told you about doing things for yourself?”<
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“I don’t think this – you – really counts in that, Ry.”
“Like fuck it doesn’t.” I slide my arm under her and pull her so she is half-laid on me. “I have waited so long to have you like this, and I can wait forever for the other stuff. Tonight is about you, so enjoy it. You are going to fall asleep in my arms like you are going to do every night from now on. Then we’ll take all the other stuff one step at a time. I love you, Molly Carter. More than you could ever know.” I watch a tear roll from her eye. I reach my hand up and wipe it away before placing a kiss there.
“I love you too, Ryan.” She places her head down on my chest and snuggles in. I breathe in her scent and hold her tight. There was a time I didn’t think this was ever going to happen, but here I am with her in my arms. The love of my life. Yes, I loved Hannah, but what I feel with Molly is something completely different: it’s stronger and scarier, and has completely taken over my life. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us. So with one last kiss to the top of her head, I relax against her and let sleep take its hold.
Molly
The sound of Ryan’s phone wakes me up. He still has me tightly cuddled into him. Our legs are tangled together and his arm is around my waist, tightly keeping as much of me touching him as possible. As much as I’d love to stay here in his arms, I’m desperate for a drink. I gently slide my body out from under his. I hear him mumble something but he doesn’t wake up. I stand next to the bed for a few seconds, watching him sleep. My heart almost bursts in my chest when I watch him reach out for me but find my pillow instead, pulling it to him to cuddle. I grab one of his t-shirts that is hanging over the chair in his room and pull it over my head to cover myself up. I quietly make my way over to his phone to put it on silent so it doesn’t keep going off. I notice it’s a text from Holly that woke me; I instantly feel bad about abandoning her with Adam last night. I hope he looked after her and made sure she got home okay. I make my way downstairs, put the kettle on and get our mugs ready, before downing a glass of water.
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