Page 73 of Jagger
Molly also made calls to Brad and her parents, updating them on the situation. We agreed to go to dinner at her parents’ house on Sunday so they could finally meet me. There wasn’t a NASCAR race that day, so her brother would be in town, too.
She tossed her phone aside after the last call and joined me in the kitchen, where I was sliding a frozen pizza into the oven.
“Ugh, I’m so tired of talking about this whole thing. I’m just glad Emma’s still on vacation and doesn’t know anything about it. I think I’ll let Brad explain it all when she gets back.”
I gave her a sympathetic smile, then turned, and rested my ass against the granite top on the island. I pulled her into my arms and looped them loosely around her waist.
“So, I just watched an interesting video,” I teased. “It seems that the Great Bunny Smackdown of 2023 has gone viral, at least among the club brothers.”
She looked puzzled, and I grinned, remembering how she’d put fuckin’ Paisley in her place.
“Bull posted the video from the club security system to the group chat. We have cameras in all of the public areas, Angel,” I clarified, since she still seemed clueless as to what I was talking about.
I saw the light dawning in her eyes and waited for her reaction.
“Oh. My. God!” I winced as her voice hit a shrill note that I’d never heard from her before. “You saw that?”
“We’veallseen that, Angel. Lucky wanted to play it on a loop on that big-ass TV in the club room, but King vetoed that. Said he was afraid you’d be embarrassed.
“He was right,” she moaned, burying her face in my chest. “I’m mortified! I can’t believe I stooped to her level.”
I snorted, not able to hold in my laughter any longer. “You mean the level of rotten fish?”
“Oh, Good Lord, don’t remind me. I just got so mad at them, but that Paisley chick especially. What on earth did you ever see in her? No, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know. I don’t even want to think about you…withher.Ugh!”
The disgust in her voice was clear, and I dropped my head in shame. She wasn’t the only one disgusted by my past self.
“I’ve done some things I’m not proud of in the past. Not gonna lie. But the biggest regret I have is spending even a second of my life with any woman who wasn’t you, especially a woman like her. I wish I could change it, but I can’t. I can promise you, though, that I’m yours, Angel. One hundred percent, completely and whole-heartedly yours. Always.”
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Molly cupped my face in her small hands, smoothing her thumbs down over the scruff on my jaw. “And I am yours, Cole. Body, heart, and soul. Now, take me to bed and show me how much you love to eatmypussy.”
I barely remembered to turn off the oven, leaving the half-baked pizza in there as I hurried down the hall after my woman.
An hour later, we were both covered in sweat and cum. Molly was splayed across my bed in a daze, and I was curled around her as best I could, trying to ease the ache in jaw. I was pretty sure my tongue was raw, and my lips would probably still be slightly swollen tomorrow, but it was worth it. My stomach growled, and I remembered the pizza we never had.
“I think I have another pizza in the freezer. Now that I’ve had my dessert, I think it’s time for dinner.”
Molly didn’t respond, except to send another blissed out smile my way. After quick showers, we ate and relaxed in front of the TV for a few hours. When we finally went to bed, Molly returned the favor, and she was the one left with an aching jaw after sucking my very soul out through my dick. I was a lucky, lucky man.
The next morning, I left Molly sleeping and headed into the bar early. I needed to take care of a few things that I’d neglected for the last couple of days. We texted back and forth during the morning, as I finished taking inventory and placing our liquor order for the week. I also caught up on some accounting shit, which I hated with a passion. I was proud to say that profits at The Inferno were solid and rising every month. The new deal I’d negotiated with the liquor distributor the other day would add even more to the bottom line.
Molly surprised me by stopping by with lunch, which we ate back in my office. She looked around fondly, and I knew she was remembering that first night, when she’d come to see me after meeting at the diner. Before she left, I bent her over my desk and fucked her like I’d dreamed about, pounding into her until we both saw stars. Opening the door a few minutes later to walk her out, we passed Lucky, who for some reason was helping Hawk haul cases of beer up front. Lucky grinned at me and waggled his eyebrows, mouthing“Again?”
I elbowed him as I walked past him, and he grunted, almost dropping the beer on his foot.
“Not cool, brother, not cool,” he whined, causing Molly to look back over her shoulder at him in confusion. I just shrugged at her like I had no idea what he was talking about.
Later that night, Molly mentioned packing her things and going back to her place. I, on the other hand, was determined to get Molly to move in with me permanently. I’d quickly grown used to falling asleep with her in my arms and waking up with my morning wood nestled in the cleft of her glorious ass. She wasn’t quite convinced that it wasn’t too soon.
“I’m not saying no, Cole. I just don’t want to rush into anything and ruin what we’re building here,” she told me gently, biting her lip and looking at me tearfully.
“I get it, Angel. I don’t agree, but I get it.” I assured her. “But you and me, we’re end-game, Molly, and these last few days have been proof that life is too short to miss out on even a second of it. I want to spend every second of it with you.”
Her eyes widened as she took in my words. “You’re gonna be my Ol’ Lady, and someday, when you’re ready, you’re gonna be my wife, Molly Walsh.”
She gave a shocked gasp and stared at me. “I’m not proposing quite yet, but only because I know you’re worried about moving too fast. But I promise you, it will happen, and when it does, you’re gonna make me the happiest man in the world when you say yes.”
