by Mia Ford
The room darkened and we settled in for the previews, my arm securely around her. She moved closer to me with the featured horror movies that they pushed on the crowd and I kissed her hair gently. The film we came to see was more of a creepy kind of scary than it was gory and Molly was practically in my lap by the end. She buried her face in my neck as she groaned and shook her head, making me want to groan back for completely different reasons.
Her lips brushed against my skin and I froze, feeling my body heat up in response. She kissed my neck and up to my jaw as I slid my hand into her loose hair, holding her close to me. “Will you come over?” I asked her as her lips moved up, closer to my mouth.
“I was hoping that you’d ask,” she murmured before kissing me softly. I wanted to push her back against the seat and kiss my way down her body, but when the lights came back on I was all too aware of where we were. She seemed to want to keep going, but I pulled away and took a breath. “Mmmm,” Molly moaned, leaning forward again as I gripped her hair again.
“Let’s take this elsewhere,” I suggested as our eyes locked in the light. I saw that she wanted more and reminded myself that I needed to stop when she asked me to. I didn’t want to and was rarely asked to, but this was important. I stood slowly and took her hand, leading her out of the building and out onto the street as she looked around. Her face was flushed and eyes heavy, making me stare at her.
“Major Johnson,” came a familiar voice as I glanced up to see Olivia. She was looking at Molly with an inquiring gaze as I smiled weakly.
“Good evening,” I greeted her, seeing that she was alone. “Did you enjoy the movie?”
“It was scary, wasn’t it?” She asked as I laughed and Molly squeezed my hand tightly. “I’m Olivia. I work with Major Johnson.” She extended her hand boldly and I sensed Molly cowering for a moment.
“I’m Molly,” she said simply as she shook Olivia’s hand. The women were so different but Molly was the one that I wanted to be with and I looked at Olivia to see disdain pass through her eyes.
“We’re going to head back to town. I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said as I pulled Molly to my car across the street in the parking lot. I could feel Olivia watching us but I kept going until my keys were in the door.
“You work with her?” Molly asked softly as I looked at her. She looked so insecure and I left the key in the door to pull her gently against me.
“She’s an instructor at the base. I am overseeing the classes,” I explained as I moved closer to her.
“She wants you, doesn’t she?” Molly asked as I let out a slow breath.
“It doesn’t matter. I want you…I want to be with you,” I assured her as I stared into her eyes, moving in slowly for a kiss. She melted against me, returning it as I got caught up in Molly’s mouth all over again.
Chapter 12
Molly
I thought that I could stand there forever with him in that small parking lot. Every time he kissed me, my knees turned into jello. Lance didn’t even come close to this and I berated myself for getting involved with him at all.
I felt Robert push me against the car as his tongue slipped inside of my mouth eagerly, claiming me as his. What would it feel like to lay bare before him, feeling his tongue on my body? I shivered as I pulled him closer, tilting my head to deepen the kiss. We made out for a while before he pulled away, breathing raggedly. “Let’s get to the house,” he suggested as I nodded and pressed against him. “You make me crazy, Molly.”
“I feel the same way,” I admitted as I held onto him for a moment. I finally pulled away and he secured me in the car before going to his side. I thought about what he did to me for a moment, focusing on the way my stomach knotted up. I thought about the way my nipples were aching and how damp my thighs were. I knew that I wanted to sleep with Robert but I feared the attraction for a fleeting second. What if it was a mistake to take things that far?
I looked over as he got into the car and started the engine. "You look beautiful with kiss swollen lips, Molly.” I blushed. Robert pulled out onto the street and headed back to Mountain Home as I watched him drive. The way he held the steering wheel was sexy as sin, so confidently. He had no doubt about the safety of this trip; of me. He probably had little doubt about anything at all. He glanced at me and smiled for a second before looking at the curvy road ahead. “What are you thinking about?”
“I like watching you drive,” I told him as he frowned. “It’s so controlling and hot. Are you controlling, Robert?” Something told me that he was but I wasn’t scared.
“Not in a bad way, Molly. I do like to have the control in a situation though. I think it comes from the military,” he admitted as I turned to face him a bit. “How about you?”
“I don’t think I even know. I haven’t been offered it before and when I tried, it led to an argument.” I shuddered as I thought back to Lance, whom I now knew was faking his confidence.
“By him?” He asked coldly as I looked at him and nodded. “He scared you, didn’t he?”
“A little bit, yes.” I replied, reaching for his hand for comfort. “I didn’t want to be near anybody again until I met you.”
“I’ll never scare you. I’ll never intimidate you, or force you. We’ll never argue because you don’t want something.” He lifted my hand to kiss it gently as he kept driving. “I won’t lie, though. I do want you.”
“I know. I want you too, but…”
“No rush. We’ll take this slow.” Robert turned down the road to get to his house, pulling into the garage and turning off the engine. He took a deep breath and looked over at me, closing the garage as I leaned into him. His lips were warm, soft and full. I opened my mouth for him, craving his tongue against mine as he tugged me against him. We moaned together as the kiss grew heated and the interior of the car grew thick with desire.
Robert ended it, getting out and opening my door to kiss him again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back as he turned me towards the door and started to walk slowly into the house.
We kissed in between steps, clinging to one another. He opened the door and lifted me by my hips, making me wrap my legs around him. He was hard and thick against me and I buried my face into his neck as I sighed heavily. Robert pressed me down on the couch, pushing between my legs as he claimed my lips in a brutal kiss. I knew that he liked control but it excited me, not scared me.
I arched my back against him, wanting him to press in the right spot. He moved against me and I moaned as he brushed the bundle of nerves between my legs. “I can feel your heat,” Robert whispered before he kissed down my neck, then back up to my jaw like I’d done earlier. His hands moved up my sides, stroking just under my breasts as he drew my skin between his teeth gently. It was torture and bliss all at once as I dropped my head back, closing my eyes tightly. He slipped his hand up to cup me gently, making me want to jump out of my skin. My bra was thin lace and I felt the heat of him against me as he squeezed before kissing me again. “Robert,” I moaned against his lips as he kissed me again. He stroked me with his thumb, feeling my nipple through the material as I heard him growl softly.
“Can I take this off?” He asked as he tugged gently on my shirt. I nodded and he pulled back to unbutton it slowly, staring at me the entire time. He spread the material apart and looked at the pale pink lace of my bra, sheer enough to see my straining nipples in the light from the lamp. “You’re so beautiful.” Robert looked at me before leaning down to take one nipple into his mouth, through the lace as I slipped my hands into his short hair.
The pressure between my legs was stronger now as I closed my eyes and gasped. His leg was there now, supporting his body above me but his muscular thigh pressed into me as his lips sucked harder. “Robert,” I cried out as I realized that he was going to make me come like this. “Oh, God.”
His hand unclasped the bra from the front before he released me, kissing between my breast as he breathed hotly on me. “Are you close, Molly?” Robert aske
d as I sensed that he was teasing me. His hands stroked over my nipples just enough to keep my arousal strong as I bit my hip.
“Yes. Please.” I watched as he moved up to take my nipple back into his mouth, gently this time. It was so sexy to watch and I moved my body against his leg as he looked at me. He moved slowly; sensually. I knew that the need to release was still there, but I was mesmerized by what he was doing to me, feeling the need to stare.
It went on what seemed like forever, with Robert bringing me so close and then slowing down. I was practically weeping with need before he pressed his thigh firmly into me and sucked softly before dragging his teeth over my skin. I came apart fast, crying out his name as I clutched at any part of his body that I could. Robert slipped his hand between my legs and pressed against my clit, keeping the waves coming as I panted. “I have never seen anything so beautiful before,” he murmured as he moved up my body to kiss my lips.
Robert rested against me as I recovered, kissing me softly on my lips and neck. “You barely touched me. How did I…how did you?” I dropped back and closed my eyes as he pressed his lips to my skin again.
“You are sensitive. You can come just from my mouth on you,” he explained as I felt his hand stroking my breast. “All you need is my mouth, tongue or teeth and a little pressure, Molly.”
“Were you making it stop?” I asked breathlessly as he chuckled.
“I told you that I liked control. By doing that to you, it made your orgasm twice as hard.”
Was that how it worked? Jesus.
Robert eased onto his back on the wide couch and settled me against him. “What do you like?” I asked him as I propped my head on my hand to stare at him.
“I like it a little rough, Molly. I like it to be careless and messy sometimes more than I like it slow, but with you I think I’ll like it any way I can have it. We can build up to everything else.”
I thought about the fact that I’d come and Robert hadn’t. I was well-versed in doing things other than actual sex and I moved to the left, leaving his cock free. He jumped as I stroked him over his clothes, staring at me. “I want you to come, too.”
His eyes darkened as I stroked a few times before grasping him through the pants. “Fuck, Molly. Feels so good.” He closed his eyes and dropped his head back as I kept moving my hand, testing his reactions. Robert was expressive with his face and once I got an idea, I gripped him tightly and stroked up and down. I moved my hand and slid it down his pants, finding him bare under the material as he cursed. Robert was so thick and hard and I squeezed as I moved my hand over him. It wasn’t long before he was rocking into my hand, jerking with moans and grunts before he came into my hand and his pants. Warmth spilled over me as I watched him jerk under me before taking a breath. “Damn it. You’re so good at that.” Robert pulled me closer to him for a moment as he breathed in. “I’ll get something to wash you off.”
He went to the bathroom and came back with a washcloth. When he took the hand that I’d used on him, I was surprised that it was warm and damp. He cleaned me gently and tossed the cloth to the floor before sinking to the couch again. I noted that he’d changed into some jeans and moved over his lap as we kissed hungrily.
He held me in his arms, kissing me until we were both drunk on the feeling. He looked across the room and kissed me one more time. “It’s midnight, Molly. Should we get you home?”
“No, I like it here,” I protested as he chuckled.
“Bring work clothes next time. I’ll take you to the cafe myself.” I gasped and looked at him as he grinned.
“Okay.” I yawned. “You can come in for pie, right?”
“Of course. I wouldn’t miss it.” We slowly fixed out clothes and made our way to the garage as he opened my door. I kissed him slowly again and held us up for another ten minutes until he got me into the seat and stretched. Robert walked around to his side and opened the garage before starting the engine.
We went inside of the quiet house once he parked in the driveway, and I cut thick slices of the pie before heating them just a bit. I added vanilla ice cream at his request and we sat at the table by the window. “She is a great cook.” Robert took another bite and shook his head.
“Between Marta and the cafe, I’ll never be thin,” I moaned as he looked sharply at me.
“You don’t need to be. You’re beautiful as you are, Molly.” He dropped his fork and leaned forward to stare into my face. “I mean that, okay?”
“Thank you.” I’d always felt a little curvier than I should be before, but Robert made me feel beautiful.
Chapter 13
Robert
It was hard to leave Molly home that night after feeling her innocent hand wrapped around me. I resisted the urge to toss her over my shoulder and drag her to my car to ravage her all night long. I knew that she worked early and this was already late, but she was young and I saw how happy she was when I tenderly kissed her goodbye. I knew that she’d be floating on air tomorrow reliving her sweet, intoxicating orgasm from tonight.
I pictured it in my head as I started my car. I remembered watching her get so close to falling over the edge before I’d ease back, offering her less pressure. The frustration was evident but the sheer passion on her face made it so worth it since I knew what pleasure she would gain from the experience. Molly would never have a standard orgasm ever again and appreciate it, and the idea of claiming her with my cock to give her that filled me with lust as I sucked in my breath. I’d be jerking off once I was home, playing back her face as she came for me as I did and I pulled down the long driveway to get there faster.
I knew that I’d be up and running the following day, followed by coffee at my favorite place. I felt different about Molly than I had with other women, and enjoying dinner with her local family tonight made me realize that she was much more complex than a woman to warm my bed, as they had in the past. She was sweet, compassionate and in part, terrified of me. I assumed that it would take a while for us to progress to intercourse but if her touch was always as good as it was tonight, I’d survive just fine.
I jumped into the shower when I got home, jerking hard on my cock as I closed my eyes. I saw the look on Molly’s face as she came all over again; the way her eyes darkened and mouth opened slowly as she moaned my name. It was a low, guttural moan and I squeezed tighter as the pressure built up, crying out as I shot my release all over the dated blue shower tiles. Nothing had ever felt so good, and I would do this a million times over waiting to be inside of her.
Molly was worth the wait.
I dried of and dropped into my bed, a place that Molly has not been yet. I appreciated that in some strange way as I breathed in the warm air from the heater deeply, closing my eyes. I could feel something changing inside of me, churning through all my organs, and enlightening my mind.
I woke up to the faint light of the sun rising through my blinds, blinking slowly. I’d slept hard all night and I smiled as I looked towards the orange light at my big window. The morning was calling to me and I slipped out of bed to go to the bathroom, glancing at the shower as I brushed my teeth. That was one area of the house that was going to get a lot of action.
I dressed in some running pants and a thin long-sleeved shirt before slipping on my worn shoes. I’d learned that the dirt was hard to get off, so I used my oldest pair before tucking my key into my pocket and zipped it up, along with a twenty for later at the cafe. I turned right from my porch and started jogging steadily as I took in the trees and grass around me. It was peaceful out right now at six-thirty and I smiled as I breathed in the cool air.
Could I see myself here in twenty years, running in the morning before my morning cup of coffee? Could I be happy visiting a cafe in the morning, not working and with no real plans for my day in this small town? It was a bit presumptuous to assume that the cafe would be there so far in the distance, but I was being hypothetical. Wasn’t I? Would a woman like Molly want to stay here that long? I’d lived my life and been many places,
so settling a place like this would be an easy choice.
Molly might want more. Any woman might want more and I blinked as I shook my head. I didn’t need to think about this now. I had a good few years left in the Air Force and Molly was just a woman that I was dating casually. There wasn’t a future to think about even if I had been to dinner with her family. That was merely a last-minute decision and I may never do it again.
I wanted to though.
I finished the forest path and turned onto the main road as the sun brightened the buildings of the small town, wondering if the cafe was crowded yet. I could already smell the coffee in my mind as I ran a little faster, taking in all the town. It was small, but it offered everything I needed on a quick basis and there were surrounding ones that offered more. I had money to travel anywhere that I wanted and I could have a peaceful, happy life. I could have everything that I ever wanted and maybe more that I never realized I wanted.
I opened the door and walked inside, looking right at the register. Based on knowing how much sleep Molly got last night, she looked radiant. I smiled as she saw me through the cluster of old ladies and her eyes brightened; her smile widening. I noticed that her hair was piled on her head in a cute, messy bun and how happy she looked.
Noel walked out with a new cart full of goodies and caught sight of me as she grinned, shaking her head. She stopped it in front of the display case and set a muffin on a plate as she looked curiously at me. I nodded, laughing as I stepped forward to place my regular order. The women glanced back, nudging each other as they giggled and made room for me.
