“He came up behind me and beat me with this fucker,” James snarls. Throwing the bat onto the asshole before hobbling out of the rec room and back to gate duty. I’m sure he’s going to be pissed that the gate was breached on his watch. He may get some ribbing from the other prospects about it too.
Smirking to myself, I have fixed the doorknob on the bedroom, and it’s going to stopMiss Cleverfrom shutting me out. This is happening, and she needs to get with the program. I’ve kept out of her way all evening by staying at the clubhouse until late. Chips and Leo have been on house watch, so I didn’t have to worry about Molly at all. Chips said all had been quiet, so it seems Carrie-Anne so far hasn’t found out where Molly is living.
The screeching and cursing, which I know Molly has been trying not to do has me chuckling to myself. Oh, she’s annoyed, and it’s going to be hot getting her under control.
“You asshole, you total and utter asshole…” Molly is screaming at me, but I stand outside the now open door smirking at her,because the doorknob is on the floor where it fell when she pushed the chair under it. Just as I predicted it would when I removed the doorknob's inner workings.
Stepping into the bedroom I wrap my arms around her and give her a hard hug, right before capturing her lips passionately. It takes only a few moments before her body melts against mine, and I can tell that we are both enjoying this moment.
I step into Molly and she has to step back, bumping into the bed. I lean into her, so she has to flop back onto the bed, giving a puff of frustration towards me. I allow my hands to roam Molly’s curves, and my fingers trace the contours of her waist and hips. She shivers as I touch her, and her breathing is hitching somewhat. I place a knee between her thighs and pull myself up and over her. Kissing her again before peppering her neck with small bites and easing them after with kisses.
I can feel her desire building, and I’m more than surprised we’ve gotten here, but am excited about it too. I had felt a connection between us from the start, and this tells me I wasn’t wrong when I felt we’d be good together.
Molly’s hands grip my tee hem, and tugging brings it over my head. She studies my chiseled front, and I see her lick her lips. Which, of course, has me smirking at her. She reaches for me again and scrapes her nails over my pecs as she explores my body. I don’t stop her because this is about us learning each other’s bodies and what we do and don’t like.
It's not long before we have removed each other’s clothing, and I take a good look at the creamy expanse of Molly’s breasts. I cup them in the palms of my hands, and thumb her nipples until they are hardened, right before capturing one in my mouth. Molly gasps, her back bowing, and I make sure she gasps plenty more.
Our hands roam, and our bodies writhe. It’s a beautiful song we are creating between us. My mouth trails down to Molly’s stomach, and my tongue dips into her navel. Molly tangles her fingers in the top of my hair, tugging slightly.
My length is throbbing, desperate to get where it needs to be, and I position myself over a trembling Molly. I look her in the eye for her acceptance before I push the head of my cock into her slick entrance.
“Are you ready, babe?” I murmur, my voice rough with desire.
Molly nods and lifts her legs so they are around my waist. I slowly but deliberately thrust home, sinking into her warmth, stopping when I’m all the way inside her. Molly cries out with pleasure, and I feel her clenching around my length.
I move with a steady but firm rhythm, before building to a fast and driving motion, claiming Molly for the first time. Our skin is slapping and our breathing is ragged, filling the room with the sound of our passion.
Feeling myself getting ready to climax I reach down and rub Molly’s swollen clit, making sure I push her over the edge, and as she screams with her release, I capture it in my mouth as I allow my own release to happen. It’s like a tidal wave rushing through me, and I can’t say I’ve ever felt anything like this before.
We collapse together, and my weight presses Molly into the bed, but I cradle her close as I roll slightly, keeping us locked together. This is how it’s supposed to be. This is how it’s supposed to feel. I kiss the top of Molly’s head, which is cradled under my chin.
I sigh with contentment. “Mine!”
CHAPTER 23
*~* Molly *~*
Ican’t believe I jumped in with both feet with Breaker. Honestly, what was I thinking? I’ve been alone a long time…maybe that is what this is, me feeling lonely? Do I need someone to lean on? Am I getting where I’m going to rely on another person, which is something I’ve not let happen since I was a teenager? Or is it just that I am attracted to Breaker, and let my hormones take over?
“Stop thinking so much, babe,” Breaker walks into the kitchen, wraps his arms around me and kisses gently. “I’m off now. I’ll see you tonight.”
I watch as he swaggers out of the house, giving a shout to whoever is on security detail today, but he’s humming to himself. Goddamn, the man is smug.
Heading into work, I wave at Bandit and Neil, who are sitting astride their bikes across the road. They are going to be bored out of their skulls come lunchtime. I know I would be.
Tim, the new handyman, is already working in the reception area when I enter. “Morning, Tim,” I greet.
“Morning, Molly. I’m starting with the windows in reception because they are the worst of the lot. I’ll make sure they are opening and closing and the security locks are attached. I’m not sure if you know, but the locks had been unscrewed from the frame?” Tim turns and looks at me.
“No, I didn’t know, but thank you for doing that. The last thing we need is someone breaking in and getting into the drug storage.”
“I’ll be checking each window in the building. If I find anything suspect I’ll let you know, Molly.” Tim turns back to the work he’s doing, and I give Barbara a smile and wave as I pass. That reminds me I have to get a new receptionist.
I spoke to Jamie about finding a new receptionist, and she thinks she knows someone, so I left it with her for now. I check everyone’s hours and sign off on attendance. I think I can stop checking it now because no one seems to have any issues with turning up for work.
Every now and again I hear Tim passing the office door, and each time he’s singing low to himself, but I smile because it’s always a country song. I recognize some as I like country along with other music. He has a good mix of country though, Reba Macintyre, Alan Jackson, and Toby Keith. I don’t know the one about a tractor being sexy!
Jamie walks into the office and plops into a chair. “Well, I have you a new receptionist. She is coming in tomorrow to work alongside Barbara. Her name is Trudy Gallagher. She’s a great person and will be reliable.”
