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.