Molly dropped her head to his shoulder, biting there gently, breathing hard against the waves of feeling washing over her. She heard him swear and a breath stuck in her throat while her stomach flipped. Will didn't swear, not that she'd noticed anyway, so hearing him curse because he was so desperate was the most arousing thing she'd ever heard, flooding her with warmth and making her gasp out the breath she'd held.

"Yes." She murmured in his ear, dragging her lips over his collarbone and sucking a mark there, suddenly filled with the urge to leave a piece of her on him. "Please, Will. I want it."