Date: 2015-12-25 11:11 pm (UTC)
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Wills eyes fluttered closed when she touched him and Molly couldn't help being a little proud of it. She'd done that to him, made him sway and shiver with need for her and she didn't think she'd ever get used to it.

His hands were moving again as she slipped the belt free and pushed the button through the hole, fingers shaking as she found his zipper. Molly hadn't ever touched anyone this intimately and now she could feel the heat of him, hard in his pants as she carefully dragged the catch down so that she could push the material off his hips and down his strong legs, leaving them both in just a single layer of thin fabric to separate them.

Her head swam with images of what she should do next, what she wanted to do, where she wanted to touch and be touched. She wanted everything, but she didn't know how to ask for any of it. Luckily Will was letting his hands roam and Molly used the movement to press herself firmly against him, mouth on his shoulder, his throat, his lips, unable to help herself, wrapping her arms wound his shoulders to get as close as possible, to let him know how beautiful she thought he was, how much she wanted him.

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