Craving Molly(23)

“That’s what this is about?” he asked in disbelief. “Got your panties in a twist ’cause I didn’t call you?”

“Oh, fuck off. I didn’t even notice,” I replied, crossing my arms over my chest.

“You noticed.”

“Nope.”

“Sugar, I was outta town,” he said, taking a step forward. “Don’t have your number.”

“I don’t care.”

“Come on, Moll.” He took another step closer. “Don’t be like that.”

“I’m not being like anything. We done here?”

Instead of answering, he moved even closer, blocking me in with his hands braced at my hips on the sink.

“You didn’t miss me?” he asked, leaning over to press a gentle kiss on the space where my neck and shoulder met. “Not even a little?”

“No,” I replied. However, I didn’t move away as his lips ran up my neck.

“I missed you,” he said, his lips brushing against my earlobe.

“I doubt you even thought of me.”

“Hell, yeah, I did. Every time I jacked off, I thought about your cunt squeezing my dick. You think about me when you got yourself off?”

“Nope,” I lied, swallowing hard as one of his hands slid under the side of my t-shirt.

“You still mad?”

“Yes.”

“You wanna have an angry fuck?”

“You’re such an asshole,” I murmured as his hand slid to my belly.

“That’s not an answer.” He dropped to his knees in front of me and grabbed my hips, holding me in place.

I dropped my arms as he began to slip my t-shirt up my belly, then braced them behind me as I felt his lips against the skin there.

“You’re so damn soft,” he said quietly, his short beard scratching across my skin.

“Hey, I need to use the bathroom!” someone called from outside the locked door, following up with a series of knocks.

“Use the men’s,” Will yelled back, not taking his lips from my skin.

I heard them huff, then nothing, as Will continued to run his lips and tongue across my skin, moving higher and higher with each pass until my t-shirt was bunched above my breasts. Goose bumps covered my arms as Will gently bit the skin under my right breast.

“You wear this for me?” Will asked, staring at my bra as he got to his feet.

“No,” I lied again. “I didn’t even know you were going to be here.”

His nostrils flared as his eyes finally met mine.

“That right?” he asked angrily.

I opened my mouth to reply, but snapped it shut again.

Why the hell was he pissed? He was the one who hadn’t called! He’d taken off after getting off. Hit it and quit it. He didn’t get to be pissed.

“I figured, I might as well be prepared for anything,” I said with a shrug after a moment of tense silence.

“Good thing you came prepared,” Will whispered, leaning down until his lips were just barely brushing mine. “So did I.”

He reached down and pulled a condom out of his pocket, slamming it down on the sink.

My eyes widened as his meaning sunk in. “Fuck off!” I yelled, my voice trembling. It was one thing for me to insinuate I was looking for a hook-up, it was something completely different if he was. I’d been lying about it!#p#分页标题#e#

I pushed off the sink to storm past him, but before I could move, he’d spun me around and pinned my hips to the sink.

“Calm down,” he growled, trying to catch the elbows that I was swinging back at him.

“You calm down,” I screeched.

“Molly,” he said again, his voice growing deeper. “Knock it the fuck off.”

I threw my head backward in an effort to hit him.

“I brought the goddamn condoms for you, you crazy bitch,” he hissed as he dodged me.

I froze, giddy that he’d come looking for me and pissed as hell that he’d called me a bitch.

“You did not,” I argued quietly, meeting his eyes in the mirror for the first time.

“Mel told Rock she was bringin’ you tonight. Why you think I’m here?”

“You were here before.”

“That’s ’cause Trix likes it here, and she barely gets outta the house, so we let her pick.”

I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t quite believe what he was saying, even though I really wanted to.

“I came for you,” he said seriously, still holding my gaze in the mirror. He reached down and cupped between my thighs, jerking his hand up. “I came for this.”

His words were both appalling and a bit of a turn on.

“Molly?” Mel yelled through the door. “You okay?”