Chris

There was a whine in the back of her throat and she was so damn hot. I mean, heat was emanating off of her core and it was the only sign of permission that I needed. If that wasn’t enough, the burning need for me, her thighs opened a little wider so that I could touch her more comfortably.

Her eyes closed and her head moved to my shoulder. “What are you doing?”

“What you need. Molly, you are on fire right now.”

“You and your compliments.”

I pressed against her panties and pushed in a little to hear her make a whimpering sound.

“No, I mean this is so fucking hot. I think you have been neglecting yourself.”

Molly’s face was turning red and I think it was more from being turned on, then being embarrassed. I moved the cotton swath of fabric from her center and slid my finger up against the hard little nub that was also a good indication that I was right. We had a very sexual relationship before and I knew what it was she wanted and needed. I also knew that Molly had a hard time telling me no and right now I was going to take advantage of it.

Pushing a digit in, her hand moved to my thigh. It wasn’t to stop my hand, but to squeeze it like she needed a grasp on real life before she shot off into the distance. Molly needed a grounding feeling while another finger entered inside of her.

I moved to her ear and told her how tight she was. Her insides were clenched on my finger and it was hard to stop the ideas of how she was going to feel around other parts of me. I still remembered her velvet folds like it was yesterday.

Wanting her to come, right there in the restaurant, I started to move faster. Her face changed to one of concentration and I figured that she was trying to do so quietly. Molly was the rare girl that could scream so beautifully and I liked to test her resolve and do things that challenged her. Her breathing was getting faster and she was so close, I could feel it.

“Come for me Molly.”

“We’re in a restaurant.”

“I don’t care. I need to feel you.”

She bit her lip a little more visibly and shook her head like she was trying to ward off what was coming. “Please.”

I twisted my finger inside of her and pushed on the upper wall and the hand on my thigh got so much harder. A whimper and whine came out of her before I felt a rush of fluid and I knew that she had done what I asked. Her face was buried in my shoulder and she didn’t move it as the waitress came back with our drinks.

She looked at Molly a little strangely, but I smiled at her and she walked away, looking back once.

“Did that feel good Molly? I remember you coming quick, but never that quick. You have been neglecting yourself.”

She pushed off of my chest. “No one else was ever able to do it so quickly. I forgot how good you were with your fingers.”

“If I remember, you said I was good with my tongue and other things as well.”

Molly had goosebumps on her arm and she looked like she was trembling. I wanted to leave then. I wasn’t hungry for food anymore, but Molly was scooting over, putting some space in between us. I decided to give her that bit of space for now. I wasn’t done with her yet. I don’t think I was ever going to be done with her.

“I can’t believe you made me cum before the drinks were on the table.”

“That may be a record for us.”

She looked away and now the redness was from embarrassment. It wasn’t the first time that we had played in public. I could never get enough of her and she was always down for some play. It was one of many reasons why I thought that she was perfect. I knew that if I pushed the right button, I would get what I wanted. Right now, it hurt to not get it, but I was sure I would have it all turned around soon enough. I was feeling like an optimist.

Late lunch went by slowly. I think that Molly was taking her time to drive me crazy and when I tried to play with her some more, she pushed me away and told me to stay on my side. It was increasingly hard to listen to her, but I knew that I had to take it slow and warm her up to us being together. Molly was already well on her way.

We left out of there and I was already a step ahead because I didn’t have to convince her to go back to my place. We lived together and we were going in the same direction. Several times I had stood outside of her door, debating if I should just go in and see what would happen. It had only been a week since I had been back, but it felt like I had been missing her for a lifetime.

Pulling into the driveway, I knew that I was going to have to work some magic tonight. The house was empty and I couldn’t stand the idea of waiting anymore.

“Are you up for a real drink?”

Molly looked at me suspiciously and then finally agreed. I saw the small nod of her head as she opened the door. She needed to shut off that mind for a while, so I could have my way with her body. We could debate if it was a good idea in the morning. Tonight, I was going to have Molly once more.