“What happens if I go in there?” Molly asks, her quiet honesty always somewhat a shock to me. I was used to women playing coy or playing games. There weren’t many left like her who would just say what was on their mind. Deeply, so she understands I mean this, I look into her hazel eyes. “If we go in there, I won’t be able to stop at just a kiss, Molly. I’ve waited a long time for this, for you. I’m not trying to pressure you, but I’m not going to make promises I can’t keep. If we go in there, I want all of you. I want you under me, moaning my name. I want to feel it when you come with me deep
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