head as I lift her into my arms. I head in the side door and walk us straight to my room. I kick the door closed behind me, and then set Molly on her feet.
“Take it off. Everything. I need to see you,” I demand in a low, rough voice.
Molly moves quickly taking her clothes off and showing me what I’ve been missing all this time. Swallowing hard I take her in as she stands before me. Her perfect skin, taut nipples. Fuck I’ve missed the sight of her.
“You’ve always been the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”
I pull my cut down my arms and toss it onto the chair as I work to free myself of my clothes. It’s been far too long since I’ve had her like this, and far too long since I’ve felt the world spin again.
When I’m completely naked and in front of her, she gasps. Her eyes move over my body tracing every line, every muscle, every tattoo, and every crevice on me before she makes it up to my eyes. I’ve gained weight, muscles, and scars as a reminder of who I am now.
“You’re much bigger than you were,” she whispers softly.
“Don’t you like it?” I ask as I move slowly toward her.
As much as I want to throw her down and fuck her roughly, I can’t. Not when I don’t know when I’ll see her again. When I reach for her, she shivers. Smirking I lean down and capture her lips with mine. My hands hook around her hips and I pull her into me. Molly moans into my mouth and I almost lose my concentration.
Walking her backward toward the bed I slowly lay her down and climb between her thighs. I can’t wait any longer, reaching between us I slowly push my way inside of her. Molly begins to pant and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve heard in a long ass time. My hands slide up and down her side. I stop so I can lift her thigh up.
“This feel like the first time Mols,” I whisper.
Her eyes lock with mine as I begin to slowly thrust. She takes each one and raises her hips up to meet me. The slowness. The connection. It’s everything that I need in my life. It’s everything I’ve missed. I may have ended up a Soulless Bastard, but this woman owns my heart. She always has and I won’t let that go. I can’t.
“Ro I love you. I always have,” Molly’s eyes fill with tears. I lean down and kiss each eye before I press my lips to hers.
“It’s okay. You’re here now. We’re both here. I will never let anything happen to you again. You hear me?”
My lips hover over hers as I slowly move in and out of her. Molly nods her head as her body arches up into me. As much as I wanted to take this slow, I just can’t stop myself from speeding up. Thrusts become harder, deeper. I push up on my hands and Molly wraps her legs around my waist. In this position she holds nothing back. Not one fucking thing.
“Goddamn. It’s been too fuckin’ long,” I groan.
Plunging in even deeper I growl as my release washes over me. Molly clings to me like she may never get the chance to touch me again. She cries as she comes with me. I hate this. I hate that she’s been carrying around my fucking burdens for this long. She’s had to deal with this all on her own and try to raise our son. When I pull out of Molly I laugh and lay down next to her. I pull her into my side and sigh. Every fiber inside of me wants him dead.
“I wished I’d known Mols. I would have come for you. I thought… fuck I thought you didn’t want me anymore. I thought you left me. There was no other explanation.”
Molly snuggles into my side as her fingers splayed over my abs. “I would have never left you if I’d had a choice. I never wanted to Ro. He found me and I didn’t have a choice. I couldn’t let you go to prison for defending me. It was my fault you were even in that position,” she says softly.
“No, it wasn’t your fuckin’ fault Molly. Nothin’ was your fault.”
“I failed anyway. You’re still going to prison.”
“Stop it Molly. Just let me have tonight, okay? We’ll figure this out. I promise.”