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Mountain Man's Bride by Lauren Wood (12)

 

Molly

 

I’d never seen him like this before and it was hard to ignore the buzz that he had going on. He was always the aggressor, had been before, but this time he was rushing like I was going to vanish into thin air. He was the one that was good at that.

I started to think about it on the way up to the bedroom and I worried that my heart wasn’t going to take it again. I was thinking about how it felt to be without him and I knew that even if I walked away now, I was going to miss him terribly. The sex was going to be the memories that I was able to hold onto.

“What’s wrong? You haven’t changed your mind, have you?”

I told him that hadn’t. I was just missing him and he had a sad smile on his face. He had missed me too and I believed him when he said it. How could he not when we had been inseparable for so long? It was impossible to not think about my younger years and not think of him. He was in most of my fondest memories and I hoped that I was in some of his.

“No, I still want you Chris. I don’t think I could stop wanting you if I tried, and trust me when I say that I’ve tried.”

“Well I hate to say it, but I am glad. I was sure that you were going to be married off and have a few kids by now. It’s what we had talked about when we were together before.”

I didn’t want to think about any of that now. I was half naked and he was looking at me with lust. The last thing I wanted to do was talk about any of this. Tonight I just wanted to feel and forget all of the reasons why this was such a bad idea.

“Do you want to fuck me Chris, or do you want to talk me to death?”

He grinned and his eyes darkened in a way that made me smile. It was hard for me not to get a little bit of a shiver that went over my spine as he moved towards me. Maybe I had said too much. I might have pushed him over the edge. He always had liked it when I talked dirty. He said I was too innocent to say such things, but his reaction was the same every time. He liked it and it made me want to do it even more.

I got to the bed and started to back onto it. Our eyes never left each other and I got to the pillows and started to pull my skirt down. I wanted him to watch me and he froze in place and did just that.

When everything was off of me, I beckoned to him with my finger and waited as he hastily took his own clothes off. It was funny how fast he was moving now. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him go this fast, but the laughter died on my lips as he started to come towards me on the bed. He knew what he was doing, how I was reacting and I could see that he liked the control he had on me. I was pinned, not by his body, but by his eyes and his expression. This man. I’d been his since the first time we’d met and I don’t think that even after all of this time, nothing has changed. I still want him just as bad as before and he still had just as much control over me as he had had before. Nothing changed and all of this time between us had changed nothing either. He was a trap, a spell that I wondered if I would ever get away from.

“Your body feels just like it did before Molly, nothing has changed.”

I could have answered with something like, it had, but I wasn’t allowed to think. He was naked on top of me and my legs moved wider apart so that he could settle in between them. It felt just like before and the old memories flooded back and added to the pleasure felt from just the feel of his hardness rubbing against my stomach and moving lower. The same anticipation that I had before was there and I tried to hold it together. Chris had always brought me to the state of hysteria and I felt like I was ready to go back.

“You feel the same too.”

He smiled and started to press into me. It was the same thickness that had stretched me wide open before, but this time it had been so long since I had been with anyone that it felt like it was stretching even more. I whimpered against him, but it did no good. It only added to feed into him and I heard him hiss between his teeth.

“Fuck Molly.”

I giggled a little and asked him what before he slammed the rest of the way in and I wasn’t finding it funny anymore. I’d forgotten so many things and the feeling that came over me when he was inside of me was one of them. I must have did it so that I wouldn’t drive myself crazy. It felt amazing and I closed my eyes to the pleasure and closeness that I felt with him again. It was always so much more than physical with Chris.

Everything about it brought back old times, even the way he felt with my arms around his neck. I was holding on and it was the same shoulders that I’d held onto before. I clenched the cock inside of me and heard him groan. “Don’t or this isn’t going to last very long.”

“It’s okay. I came earlier. It still feels good. This is enough if you can’t hang.”

He growled at me and started to move inside of me quickly and I squeezed my eyes shut. It was good to know that I could still goad him on into doing what I wanted.

“You don’t remember very well Molly.”