I was already in love with her.
It has nothing to do with the way she was touching me so gently. It was the way she saw that I was uncomfortable, and was already trying to find a way to put me at ease. Her caring had no limits.
“Are you saying that you want me to tell you exactly what to do, Molly?”
She nodded slowly, her cute grin making my heart race. Reaching over her, I unbuttoned the last bit of my shirt, pulling it open.
“Damn,” she muttered, moving her hand from my shaft to run it all the way up my chest, tracing along the planes of muscle. “And to think I avoided male clients because I was terrified to touch them,” she giggled.
“Molly, am I the first man you’ve ever touched?”
She nodded slowly.
My hand slid up her skirt to cup her round ass, giving a little squeeze. “Am I the first man who’s ever touched you?”
She nodded. “Except for instructors needing a demo body when teaching anatomy at school, or when students had to practice massage techniques on each other.”
Her hand slid down to grip my length again, stroking lightly along the surface as it throbbed beneath her touch.
“I’ve certainly never had a professional give me a massage like this,” I chuckled.
Her little grin made her eyes sparkle. “So you’re going to have to teach me.”
“I think you already have a pretty good technique,” I said slowly, already feeling the pressure building. “If you move just a little harder and faster, things are going to get interesting very quickly.”
Although she was obviously a bit shy, Molly’s sense of adventure made her curiosity overtake her. “Like this?” she asked, gripping my shaft more firmly as she increased her pace.
“That’s it,” I rasped, pulling her lips to mine as I kissed her deeply.
It felt so good, her gentle touch was so sweet. Her excitement from touching me this way was adorable.
My flesh was throbbing in her hand, right at the edge, when she pulled her lips from mine. Quickly moving down, she wrapped her sweet, soft mouth around the head, stroking the rest of my cock as she sucked me hard and deep.
Heaven. Pure, sweet heaven. I’d never felt anything like it.
“Molly,” I choked as my entire body twitched, instantly coming hard straight down her throat.
“Mmm,” she murmured happily, swallowing every drop while she continued to massage me lightly, looking up to see the astonished expression on my face.
Running her tongue around the tip one more time, she sat up. “I hope you don’t mind,” she said with her perfect sweet and saucy smile, swigging the last sip of whiskey. “I’ve sort of always wanted to try that.”
I felt like a weight had been lifted from my soul.
Pulling her against me, I kissed her almost roughly, my hands sliding everywhere under her dress, trying to explore her soft skin.
Her soft moan into my mouth made me need to hear other little noises. “You said you wanted me to stay the night?” I whispered.
“Yes. Please.”
“If you expect me to hold you all night, I expect one little thing in return.”
Her nose twitched as she grinned. “Yes?”
“I’ll show you, but I’ll need you to be naked, on your back, on your bed.”
To my absolute delight, she nodded eagerly, and I didn’t even mind that she took my arm to help me get up and walk to her bedroom.
CHAPTER EIGHT