“Hardly,” I mutter as the couples on the mats start wrestling with each other. I turn my attention to her. She’s the only one I can see anyway. “Nope.”
I point my finger back in the direction of our room.
“What?”
“Different clothes.”
“They’re wearing less than I am.” I don’t even bother following the point of her finger. “Don’t do this, Briar.”
“I don’t want them looking at you,” I hiss.
“Then you’ll have to make sure you stay on top.” She walks past me. “Hey, guys—”
She heaves out a breath when I tackle her from behind, but she’s face down on the mat before anyone has the chance to see the amount of skin she’s showing. Not that they’re paying her any mind to begin with. She’s wearing more right now than she wore last week at the pool in town, but horny teenage boys and MC members aren’t even in the same class. I still don’t trust that Irish fucker Mac.
“Your erection is digging into me,” she huffs on a giggle, trying and failing to sound offended.
“You’re going to pay for acting like a brat,” I warn in her ear.
“How so?” I allow her to turn under me, thinking she was having a hard time breathing, but the mischievous glint in her eyes tell me I just got played. “You going to fuck me so hard I can’t walk?”
“No,” I whisper before allowing my voice to get louder with each successive word. “I’m going to stick my finger in your—”
She squeals, cupping her hand over my mouth. “You promised you wouldn’t say anything.”
“I did no such thing,” I say after shaking her hand from my lips.
“Try and escape this!”
We both look over to see Legs straddling Ronan. She’s got his arms pinned over his head, and somehow during their wrestling, her shirt has vanished.
“Easy,” Ronan pants before lifting his head and sucking her nipple into his mouth.
Molly mewls like a kitten under me, and the erection I thought I could control comes back full force. The sight of other people isn’t what gets my blood pumping. It’s the fuck-hot girl under me that sets me on fire. Sure the sexy sounds the other couples are beginning to make add to the ambiance, but crickets chirping would probably have the same effect on me right now.
“I want to fuck you,” I confess against her lips.
“I want that, too,” she replies breathlessly.
“We’re supposed to wait,” I remind her, but my mind is already made up.
I’m sure every person in this clubhouse, including her two older brothers, think we’ve been fucking since the first time I was able to get an erection after they beat my ass, but I haven’t. I mean we’ve done just about everything but the final act, but waiting for the perfect time is silly. Anytime with her is the perfect time.
“Are you sure?” I have to ask even though she’s been begging me for the last two weeks straight to take her virginity.
Her eyes soften, and she must realize how serious I am right now. Hand cupping my cheek, she lifts her head and presses a soft, sweet kiss to my lips.
“I am.”
“Fuck, yes. I’m gonna come!”
Molly’s eyes widen as one of the new chicks ruins our moment.
“Not out here.”
“Definitely not,” she agrees, giggling as I scoop her up and carry her back to our room.Chapter 39Molly
“I’m nervous,” I confess as Briar uses his free hand to close us into our room.
“We don’t have to do this today.” He sets me on the mattress but makes no move to join me. “We can go to the mall or grab some ice cream from that little store you like.”
“It’s frozen yogurt,” I correct, “and I said I was nervous, not that I don’t want to do this.”
“I’m nervous, too.” Sincerity fills his eyes as he looks down at me.
His apprehension comes from a different place. I’m worried about the pain even though the girls have assured me it’s temporary and worth it by the second time we’ll make love. He’s terrified he’s going to hurt me, but I know better. He hasn’t closed his eyes or asked to be restrained once since everything went down in the basement.
“You won’t hurt me.”
“I don’t want to.”
“You know how far to take it.”
I was the one trembling from nerves, yet here I am assuring him we can do this.
“Breath play while getting you off won’t be the same if I’m inside of you.”
A wicked thrill races up my spine, but I won’t confess that the danger of being with him is part of the excitement.
“How will it be different?” Running my hand up his muscled thigh, I keep my eyes on his. “Will being buried deep inside of me make it harder for you to control yourself?”
He’s panting by the time my hand brushes over his erection.