Page 66 of Jagger
Molly
“I do feel safe here in the clubhouse, but I also feel safe wherever you are. You have a way of making me feel like I’m the most precious thing in the world,” I whispered softly.
“Youarethe most precious thing in my world, Angel, and I’d burn the rest of the world to the goddamned ground if it meant keeping you safe.”
My breath hitched at his words, and I had to bite my tongue to keep from telling him I loved him.He would probably freak out and go running for the hills if I said that.
Cole shifted slightly, leaning over me, and bringing his hand up to cradle my face. He ran his thumb over my bottom lip and along my jaw, then bent down and placed the sweetest kiss on my lips.
“I love you, Molly Renee Walsh. I’m pretty sure I started falling for you the moment you smacked my hand at the diner the day we met, and now, I don’t want to imagine my life without you.”
I stiffened in shock as his words registered, and I felt a prickling along the back of my eyes. “I love you, too, Cole David Morgan,” I replied shakily, “I’m pretty sure I started falling for you the moment you plopped down across from me in the booth that day and invited yourself to join me for lunch, and now, there’s no place that I’d rather be than with you.”
His hand cupped my neck, and he lowered his head to take my mouth, his tongue dancing along the seam of my lips until I let him in. He groaned as he shifted his body over mine, deepening the kiss until he was devouring my mouth like a starving man.
I skimmed my hands over his shoulders and across his chest, loving the feel of the muscles rippling under his skin as he shifted his body to cover mine. He broke the kiss long enough to slip my shirt up over my head and toss it across the room, then trailed his mouth along my jaw and down the side of my neck, dropping kisses along the way. He buried his face in the juncture of my neck and shoulder, which seemed to be one of his favorite things to do, all the while murmuring how much he loved me.
“I love you, honey, and I need you inside me,” I moaned, clutching his head to my chest as he wrapped his lips around my left nipple and sucked, then stroked it with his tongue before latching on again. He gave me a little nip which caused a bolt of sheer pleasure to shoot straight to my core, and I gasped at the intensity. “Oh fuck, do that again,” I begged.
“I’m going to put my mouth on every inch of your sweet body, my Angel, don’t you worry.”
He proceeded to do just that, leaving me a writhing, moaning bundle of sensation before he finally took pity on me. He pulled back and lifted himself off me, so that he could tug my panties down and toss them aside, too. He rolled over onto his back, taking me with him so that I ended up straddling him.
“Ride me,” he demanded gruffly, as his hands came up to grasp my hips.
I eagerly braced myself above him and reached between us to grab his hard, thick cock. I held him in place as I lined him up at my entrance and slowly – ever so slowly – dropped my body onto his.
“You feel so good like this…filling me up…so deep,” I moaned, slowly rocking my hips, and grinding my clit against him. This angle was intense, but I wanted more. I needed more. I’d never had sex without a condom before, and the mere idea that we were connected, skin to skin, turned me on even more.
I raised myself up and dropped back down, and Cole’s grip tightened on my hips until I knew I would have bruises tomorrow. I did it again, undulating my body over his as I rode him, and the sounds I was eliciting from him left no doubt how much he liked it.
“That’s it, Angel, ride me hard. So fuckin’ good like this, with nothing between us. I love taking you raw,” His voice was thick with lust, and that low, throaty growl sent a wave of goosebumps dancing across my skin. “Oh, fuck yeah. Listen to that, Molly. Listen to how good we sound together.”
I was too far gone to be embarrassed over the sounds we were making. The rhythmic slapping of skin on skin, the repeated thump of the headboard against the wall, and the sound of my sopping wet pussy as he pumped into me from below, meeting me thrust for thrust as I writhed above him.
“Fuck, I think I’m gonna cum just watching your tits bouncing like this. My new favorite thing,” he chuckled huskily, then used his incredible abs to curl his upper body so that he could fasten his lips around my nipple and suck.
“Yes, fuck yes, Cole. More. Yesssss,” I screamed as my orgasm hit without warning. My body clamped down on his, and the sudden clenching of my pussy on his cock sent Cole over the edge, too. He came with a shout, and the sound of my name echoed around the room.
I collapsed into a heap over him, his cock still nestled inside me, and Cole wrapped me in his arms and held me tightly to him. We stayed like that until our breathing slowed, and the light sheen of sweat covering our bodies started to cool.
“I love you, Angel,” Cole whispered into the now-quiet room.
“I love you, too, honey,” I responded softly, pressing a light kiss to the base of his neck. I shifted off of him and slid out of the bed, padding across the room to the bathroom. Cole trailed after me, and we quickly showered before sliding back into bed. I was suddenly beyond exhausted, and within moments, drifted off to sleep in Cole’s arms.
I woke to the sounds of doors closing and voices coming from the hallway outside Cole’s room. I reached for my cell phone charging on the bedside table, checking the time to see that it was almost nine o’clock. Behind me, Cole grunted and rolled over toward me, wrapping his arm around my waist, and drawing my body to his. I glanced over my shoulder at him, to find his eyes still closed, and his face still relaxed in sleep. I snuggled into his body, enjoying the feeling of being skin to skin with him, since I had fallen into bed without taking the time to put my shirt or panties back on.
I jumped as a door slammed in the room next to us, followed by the sound of someone stomping down the stairs. Cole grunted again, tightening his arm around my middle.
“Noisy fuckers,” he muttered grumpily, and I smiled, because I’d been thinking the same thing.
“Well, it’s almost nine o’clock. We should probably get up anyway.”
Cole just huffed and flopped onto his back, clearly not a fan of that idea. I wasn’t crazy about it myself, especially since we hadn’t gotten much sleep. I knew that I needed to get moving though. If nothing else, I needed to call my parents and arrange a time for them to come by to meet Cole.
I left Cole muttering under his breath about his “asshole brothers” and slipped out of bed. After using the bathroom, I washed my face and brushed my teeth, then tried my best to get my hair under control. I’d pinned it up before our middle-of-the-night shower, so it had stayed mostly dry, but it was still an ungodly mess this morning. Once I’d freshened up for the day, I opened the door and walked back out into the bedroom to find Cole still lying in bed. He had one arm folded behind his head and was idly scrolling through his phone. He glanced up when I walked into the room and his eyes widened as they skimmed over my still-naked body.
I crossed over to the closet, where I’d stashed my things the night before. I quickly gathered a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, then turned around to toss them on the end of the bed while I searched the bag for panties and a bra. I bent over to peer into the bag when I felt Cole’s hands skimming over my butt. He squeezed gently, then slipped his fingers between my thighs, and rubbed along my entrance.
