Page 30 of Jagger
“You like that, Angel?” I asked huskily.
“Yessss,” she drew out, sliding her hands up to grip my shoulders.
“I think we need to move this back to the bedroom. Let’s get the last of these suds rinsed off.”
We quickly took turns under the water, Molly again keeping her head tilted to avoid the spray. When we were both clean, I turned the water off and opened the shower door, reaching for the towels I’d grabbed earlier and handing one to Molly. We both made quick work of drying off, and I plucked the towel from her hands and tossed it toward the hamper in the corner as soon as she finished.
I hustled her out of the bathroom and threw the covers back before I nudged her down onto the bed, following her down and covering her body with my own. I threw my leg over her thigh, pinning her in place as I nuzzled my face in her neck. Her skin had a delicate pink tinge to it from the warmth of the shower, and I wanted to nibble on every inch of it.
“What do you want, hmmm?”
“You, I just want you, Cole,” she whimpered, arching her neck to give me better access.
“You’re going to get me. Every single inch of me, I promise you.”
I kissed my way down her body, taking a little extra time to play with her nipples which seemed to drive her wild. She rode my thigh, grinding her pussy against my leg like a cat in heat when I sucked on one nipple while tugging on the other, and the feel of her wet heat gliding over my skin made my cock throb with the need to be inside her juicy cunt again.
“You’re so goddamned sensitive here, aren’t you Angel?” I asked huskily as I circled her nipple with the pad of my finger. Her legs clenched around my thigh when I flicked my tongue over the distended peak again, before sealing my lips around her and creating a suction over her nipple that she clearly loved, if the way she grabbed my head and held me to her chest was any indication.
“God yes, I think I could come just from this,” she panted, continuing to get herself off by grinding on my thigh. I laughed softly.
“Oh no, Angel, you aren’t going to come just yet. I’m not nearly finished playing,” I promised her. As I started to slide down her body, intent on tasting more of her, she grabbed for my head again, latching on to the short strands of my still wet hair. I reached up and clasped her wrists, pinning them to her sides against the mattress. She tried to pull her hands free, so I nipped the inside of her thigh in warning, making her squeal my name in outrage.
“Woman, you better settle down and let me eat this pussy that I’ve been dreaming about. That little taste I got earlier wasn’t nearly enough.”
I let go of her hands as I settled in between her thighs, sliding my hands under her hips to lift her up so I could feast on her. I had rarely gone down on a woman – the idea of doing this with a club bunny wasn’t appealing at all. I used my fingers to get them off before we fucked, but never my mouth. I had vague memories of doing it in high school, or maybe right after, but it was more for curiosity’s sake than anything else. With Molly though, I wanted to bury my face in her pussy and eat my fill. Her taste was addictive.
She gasped and moaned, and I looked up at her body to see her thrashing her head back and forth on the pillow as I devoured her. My cock was leaking pre-cum, forming a wet spot on the sheet under me, and the damned thing was throbbing like a motherfucker. As much as I wanted to see Molly fly apart under me, as much as I wanted to lap up every drop of creamy goodness, I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer. With one last swipe of her, from her tight little back pucker to her clit, I shifted to my knees and took a ragged breath. My dick was standing at attention, begging for some goddamned relief.
“I need you to fuck me, Cole. Now, honey. Please fuck me now,” she whimpered almost breathlessly. I leaned over to grab a rubber from the drawer next to the bed, wrapping my dick in record time. I barely had the damned thing in place before Molly wrapped her legs around my hips and reached for me, pulling me down over her with a strength that surprised me.
“Don’t worry, Angel. I’m gonna give you just what you need. What webothneed.” I promised her as I punched my hips forward, impaling her with my cock and making us both groan with pleasure.
I leaned down to kiss her, something else I usually didn’t do much of, and definitely not once I was done with foreplay. But with Molly I needed to be connected with her in every way possible.
“Can you taste yourself on my tongue?” I whispered gruffly, pulling my lips from hers to take a breath. “I love how you taste, Angel. I can’t get enough of your tangy sweetness.” She just moaned in response. I kissed her again and felt her fingernails digging into my shoulders as I amped up the power of my thrusts. I let go of her lips so that I could bury my face in her neck. The peaches and vanilla smell that normally surrounded her was overpowered by the more masculine scent of my body wash, and I found myself missing it.
“You feel so good inside me. So deep,” Molly’s breath hitched as she shifted her legs higher around my waist, allowing me to surge even deeper into her pussy. I could feel her inner walls clenching around me, milking my cock with every thrust, and I knew I’d never felt anything as good as being inside this woman. She ran her hands down my arms, circling my wrists that were planted on the mattress on either side of her head. I reached up to clasp one hand, threading my fingers with hers and pinning it to the mattress above her head, then did the same with the other hand.
I dropped my head and kissed her again, plunging my tongue in her mouth in time with my frenzied thrusting. She squeezed my hands as her body tensed, and she tore her mouth from mine. She buried her head against me, muffling her screams against my shoulder as she came. I followed mere seconds behind her, as the tight velvet grip of her pussy sent me over the edge.
“Yessss, Angel,” I threw my head back and shouted, not even caring how loud I was. My body shuddered as jets of cum filled the condom, and the fingers entwined with mine flexed as she gripped my hands tighter. As my body came down from the high of fucking my Angel, I took a deep breath and forced myself to let go of her hands and pull out. I made quick work of the condom as Molly smiled and slipped out of bed.
“Be right back,” she promised, and padded toward the bathroom as my attention was held by the sway of her bare ass. I heard the toilet flush moments later, and then the faucet running, taking that as my cue to clean up myself. I reached the bathroom door at the same time Molly opened it, startling her and making her jump.
“You scared the beans out of me, Cole!” she scolded me, swatting at my shoulder as I laughed at her. She was so fucking cute.
“Get back in bed, Angel. I want to hold you for a while before we have to go get something to eat.”
After taking care of business, I figured I probably shouldn’t walk around with the smell of Molly’s pussy on my face – I wouldn’t have minded, but I doubted she would approve – so I quickly washed up and headed back toward the bed. Molly was sitting up in bed under the covers, with the sheet tucked under her arms. I lifted the covers and laid down with my arms folded under my head, watching her intently as she removed the bobby pins and the hair tie that had been barely holding her hair in place. She ran her fingers through the long, wavy locks as they fell down past her shoulders, then started to gather the strands to put them back up.
“No, leave it for now. Your hair is beautiful,” I told her, reaching for her to pull her down into my arms. I shifted so that I was lying flat on my back with Molly resting on my chest. Her hair splayed out over her back, the tips tickling my arm slightly as I wrapped it around her to hold her close. I laid there for several minutes, relishing the feel of her naked body pressed against mine. I couldn’t remember ever being skin-to-skin with a woman without being in the middle of fucking, so this was new for me, but I liked it. I really fucking liked it.
“You OK, Angel?” I asked softly when I realized she hadn’t said a word since we got back in bed. She lifted her head from my shoulder to look up at me, smiling slightly.
“Yeah, I’m…” she cleared her throat as her voice cracked a bit. “I’m just a little overwhelmed, I think.”
She wasn’t the only one. I cupped my hand around her jaw, stroking her cheek with my thumb. Her skin was so soft, and her lips looked damned inviting, I couldn’t resist planting a little kiss on them. She smiled at me as I pulled back, and I pressed her head down onto my shoulder again, wrapping my arms around her more tightly.
