“Not in a bad way, Molly. I do like to have the control in a situation though. I think it comes from the military,” he admitted as I turned to face him a bit. “How about you?”
“I don’t think I even know. I haven’t been offered it before and when I tried, it led to an argument.” I shuddered as I thought back to Lance, whom I now knew was faking his confidence.
“By him?” He asked coldly as I looked at him and nodded. “He scared you, didn’t he?”
“A little bit, yes.” I replied, reaching for his hand for comfort. “I didn’t want to be near anybody again until I met you.”
“I’ll never scare you. I’ll never intimidate you, or force you. We’ll never argue because you don’t want something.” He lifted my hand to kiss it gently as he kept driving. “I won’t lie, though. I do want you.”
“I know. I want you too, but…”
“No rush. We’ll take this slow.” Robert turned down the road to get to his house, pulling into the garage and turning off the engine. He took a deep breath and looked over at me, closing the garage as I leaned into him. His lips were warm, soft and full. I opened my mouth for him, craving his tongue against mine as he tugged me against him. We moaned together as the kiss grew heated and the interior of the car grew thick with desire.
Robert ended it, getting out and opening my door to kiss him again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back as he turned me towards the door and started to walk slowly into the house.
We kissed in between steps, clinging to one another. He opened the door and lifted me by my hips, making me wrap my legs around him. He was hard and thick against me and I buried my face into his neck as I sighed heavily. Robert pressed me down on the couch, pushing between my legs as he claimed my lips in a brutal kiss. I knew that he liked control but it excited me, not scared me.
I arched my back against him, wanting him to press in the right spot. He moved against me and I moaned as he brushed the bundle of nerves between my legs. “I can feel your heat,” Robert whispered before he kissed down my neck, then back up to my jaw like I’d done earlier. His hands moved up my sides, stroking just under my breasts as he drew my skin between his teeth gently. It was torture and bliss all at once as I dropped my head back, closing my eyes tightly. He slipped his hand up to cup me gently, making me want to jump out of my skin. My bra was thin lace and I felt the heat of him against me as he squeezed before kissing me again. “Robert,” I moaned against his lips as he kissed me again. He stroked me with his thumb, feeling my nipple through the material as I heard him growl softly.
“Can I take this off?” He asked as he tugged gently on my shirt. I nodded and he pulled back to unbutton it slowly, staring at me the entire time. He spread the material apart and looked at the pale pink lace of my bra, sheer enough to see my straining nipples in the light from the lamp. “You’re so beautiful.” Robert looked at me before leaning down to take one nipple into his mouth, through the lace as I slipped my hands into his short hair.
The pressure between my legs was stronger n
ow as I closed my eyes and gasped. His leg was there now, supporting his body above me but his muscular thigh pressed into me as his lips sucked harder. “Robert,” I cried out as I realized that he was going to make me come like this. “Oh, God.”
His hand unclasped the bra from the front before he released me, kissing between my breast as he breathed hotly on me. “Are you close, Molly?” Robert asked as I sensed that he was teasing me. His hands stroked over my nipples just enough to keep my arousal strong as I bit my hip.
“Yes. Please.” I watched as he moved up to take my nipple back into his mouth, gently this time. It was so sexy to watch and I moved my body against his leg as he looked at me. He moved slowly; sensually. I knew that the need to release was still there, but I was mesmerized by what he was doing to me, feeling the need to stare.
It went on what seemed like forever, with Robert bringing me so close and then slowing down. I was practically weeping with need before he pressed his thigh firmly into me and sucked softly before dragging his teeth over my skin. I came apart fast, crying out his name as I clutched at any part of his body that I could. Robert slipped his hand between my legs and pressed against my clit, keeping the waves coming as I panted. “I have never seen anything so beautiful before,” he murmured as he moved up my body to kiss my lips.
Robert rested against me as I recovered, kissing me softly on my lips and neck. “You barely touched me. How did I…how did you?” I dropped back and closed my eyes as he pressed his lips to my skin again.
“You are sensitive. You can come just from my mouth on you,” he explained as I felt his hand stroking my breast. “All you need is my mouth, tongue or teeth and a little pressure, Molly.”
“Were you making it stop?” I asked breathlessly as he chuckled.
“I told you that I liked control. By doing that to you, it made your orgasm twice as hard.”
Was that how it worked? Jesus.
Robert eased onto his back on the wide couch and settled me against him. “What do you like?” I asked him as I propped my head on my hand to stare at him.
“I like it a little rough, Molly. I like it to be careless and messy sometimes more than I like it slow, but with you I think I’ll like it any way I can have it. We can build up to everything else.”
I thought about the fact that I’d come and Robert hadn’t. I was well-versed in doing things other than actual sex and I moved to the left, leaving his cock free. He jumped as I stroked him over his clothes, staring at me. “I want you to come, too.”
His eyes darkened as I stroked a few times before grasping him through the pants. “Fuck, Molly. Feels so good.” He closed his eyes and dropped his head back as I kept moving my hand, testing his reactions. Robert was expressive with his face and once I got an idea, I gripped him tightly and stroked up and down. I moved my hand and slid it down his pants, finding him bare under the material as he cursed. Robert was so thick and hard and I squeezed as I moved my hand over him. It wasn’t long before he was rocking into my hand, jerking with moans and grunts before he came into my hand and his pants. Warmth spilled over me as I watched him jerk under me before taking a breath. “Damn it. You’re so good at that.” Robert pulled me closer to him for a moment as he breathed in. “I’ll get something to wash you off.”
He went to the bathroom and came back with a washcloth. When he took the hand that I’d used on him, I was surprised that it was warm and damp. He cleaned me gently and tossed the cloth to the floor before sinking to the couch again. I noted that he’d changed into some jeans and moved over his lap as we kissed hungrily.
He held me in his arms, kissing me until we were both drunk on the feeling. He looked across the room and kissed me one more time. “It’s midnight, Molly. Should we get you home?”
“No, I like it here,” I protested as he chuckled.
“Bring work clothes next time. I’ll take you to the cafe myself.” I gasped and looked at him as he grinned.
“Okay.” I yawned. “You can come in for pie, right?”