Will could feel the surge of possessiveness that rose in Molly when he told her he didn't want anyone else, the feeling so intense that it echoed inside Will's skull like he'd felt it himself. Of course there was a part of him that had, and a feedback loop started growing between them, strong enough that Will nearly growled, pulling his finger free of Molly's snatch and clutching at her thigh. It was a gentle touch, but there was a level of it that was predatory, desperate. The emotion flowed between them and Molly begged for Will to do as he desired, giving him permission but asking for it simultaneously.
Holding her leg, cradling it, he dipped his head and opened his mouth, reaching out with his tongue to lick up the swollen, wet line of her in one broad pass. He moaned as he reached the top, savoring the flavor of her, Molly's juices and his spunk, warmer for being inside her. He'd tasted himself before, but never like this, never licked it out of a woman he'd just come inside. It tasted so good this way, mingled with her, the perfect taste of their sex, and Will dove back in, desperate for more, pushing in close to get his tongue farther inside. He shifted, looping his other arm beneath her opposite leg and lifting her hips a bit, tilting them so he could press his face against her more fully, lapping at her now, gentle and slow but wet and thorough, feeling every warm, throbbing inch of her beneath his tongue.
He'd been wanting to do this since Kagura, since he'd pinned Molly to the door and felt her cunt against him, smelled her arousal. He was careful to avoid her clit for now, sure she was still sensitive from her last orgasm, but otherwise he continued to lick and taste her, strings of wet, open mouthed kisses between her legs. By the time he pulled back to breathe his lips and nose and chin were covered in her slick, his own saliva, and he wondered belatedly if the scratchiness of his beard had irritated her. Exhaling a hot breath, he turned his eyes up to Molly's face, looking at her along the length of her beautiful naked body.
"God, I love how you taste," he told her, his voice low and shaking. "I love how you feel."
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Date: 2016-01-05 04:35 am (UTC)Holding her leg, cradling it, he dipped his head and opened his mouth, reaching out with his tongue to lick up the swollen, wet line of her in one broad pass. He moaned as he reached the top, savoring the flavor of her, Molly's juices and his spunk, warmer for being inside her. He'd tasted himself before, but never like this, never licked it out of a woman he'd just come inside. It tasted so good this way, mingled with her, the perfect taste of their sex, and Will dove back in, desperate for more, pushing in close to get his tongue farther inside. He shifted, looping his other arm beneath her opposite leg and lifting her hips a bit, tilting them so he could press his face against her more fully, lapping at her now, gentle and slow but wet and thorough, feeling every warm, throbbing inch of her beneath his tongue.
He'd been wanting to do this since Kagura, since he'd pinned Molly to the door and felt her cunt against him, smelled her arousal. He was careful to avoid her clit for now, sure she was still sensitive from her last orgasm, but otherwise he continued to lick and taste her, strings of wet, open mouthed kisses between her legs. By the time he pulled back to breathe his lips and nose and chin were covered in her slick, his own saliva, and he wondered belatedly if the scratchiness of his beard had irritated her. Exhaling a hot breath, he turned his eyes up to Molly's face, looking at her along the length of her beautiful naked body.
"God, I love how you taste," he told her, his voice low and shaking. "I love how you feel."