Falling for the Jerk (Falling in Love 2)
He released her hand and cupped her cheek. The moment he touched her, she felt like the past faded away, and all that was between them were the two of them.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head against his shoulder. “I love you, too.”
He tightened his hold around her, and she smiled. “Say it again.”
“I love you, Dale. I’ve loved you for a long time.”
He pulled away enough to take possession of her lips. In the next second, he picked her up, and she broke the kiss to gasp. “Put me down. You’re going to hurt yourself.”
“Nope, not going to happen. You’re way too light for me to hurt myself. There’s nothing to you.”
“That is a total lie. You and I both know I’ve got a lot more
fat on me.”
He put her down and gripped her ass. “Don’t I know it, and it’s all here.” He squeezed her flesh, making her gasp.
“Well, well, well, Dale, you’ve got me in the bedroom.”
“I have, and you know, we’ve had sex everywhere but in the bedroom.”
She licked her lips. “Have we?”
“A car, wall, sofa, table, but I can’t seem to remember what it was like on a bed.” His fingers grazed the button of her shirt.
Molly didn’t stop him as he began to unbutton her shirt. She tugged on his, pulling it over the top of his head and throwing it to the floor. He pushed hers off once all the buttons were open, and it spilled in a heap on the floor.
They both fought to get naked, and finally, they stood before each other, her in lingerie while he stood in his boxers.
His hands touched her hips once more, and she couldn’t help but admire his hands against her body. They were so large that even the smallest touch seemed to be possessive, and she loved it when he was like that.
“I love your hips,” he said, sliding his fingers across her stomach. She had a few stretch marks from carrying their babies, but she didn’t pull away from him, or try to hide. “Our babies have been there.” His palm cupped her stomach before moving up to touch her tits. “You fed them from these?”
“Yes.”
He teased the strap down her shoulders, keeping his gaze on her. The cups eased away from her breasts, and still he didn’t look.
Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, his gaze went to her tits.
“Oh, baby.” He stroked his thumb back and forth. “So pretty. So mine.” He pressed her tits together, flicking his tongue across each peak.
She gasped, her head falling back just a little as he pinched one bud at the same time sucking the other into his mouth.
Pleasure filled her entire body. Her pussy pulsed, and she couldn’t get enough of his touch. Sinking her fingers into his hair, she tried to hold on to him, to keep him close. He took her hands and placed them at her sides.
“Tonight, I get to explore this body. I get to explore what belongs to me.”
Slowly, he eased her to the bed, and when she sat down, she came face to face with his cock. He was rock-hard, pressing against the front of his boxers. Licking her lips, she glanced up at him.
“Lie back.”
“You want me to think of England as well?” she asked, smiling.
“No, I want you to think about how good my cock is going to feel being deep inside you.” He gripped her panties and pulled them from her body, making her gasp.
Dale spread open her thighs, and she stared up at the ceiling. The tips of his fingers skimmed along her legs, and she opened them even wider. He stroked the hairs covering her pussy but pulled away before she could beg for more.
She tried to press up to feel his touch, but he left, making her whimper.
“What do you want?” he asked.
“You. I only want you.”
His hand covered her pussy, and she wriggled, trying to get him to touch where she wanted him.
“Please,” she said.
“What do you want?” He repeated the question.
“I want you to touch me.”
“I am touching you.”
“No, more, please. I need more.”
Slowly, he slid a single finger between her folds. He circled around her clit before sliding down, filling her pussy. “You’re so wet, baby. You want me? You want this?”
“Yes. Please, Dale. Don’t stop.”
He pinched her clit, which caused her to cry out. Dale didn’t linger as he slowly moved his fingers down, filling her pussy with two this time. She screamed his name as his tongue attacked her clit. She hadn’t even sensed he moved before he began to lick, suck, and lap at her pussy.
“You taste so fucking good. I always knew you would.” He muttered the words against her sex, and she gripped the sheets beneath her, trying to keep control. Her orgasm was already building, and she didn’t want it to. She wanted this to last.
The pleasure of his tongue and fingers was too much. Screaming his name, she came. He pressed his other hand against her stomach, keeping her on the bed, not allowing her to move. Dale continued to torment her pussy, drawing more pleasure from her, until he finally let her go.
She opened her eyes as he crawled between her thighs.
His cock pressed against her slit, and she gasped when the tip bumped her nub, wreaking havoc with her need, heightening it.
“You look ever so pretty and sexy when you come.”
She couldn’t help but smile. He took both of her hands, pressing them above her head, keeping her secure.
When it came to this man, she trusted him more than anything else in the world. He’d been the love of her life for so long, and she knew that no matter what, he’d never hurt her. Their crossed words may have hurt, but that was all in the past.
Molly was determined to start afresh, to not let their history dictate how their present and future would be.
With her hands secured in one of his, the other he reached between them, and she moaned as the tip of his cock pressed against her entrance.
Staring into his eyes, she bit on her lip as he slammed every single inch inside her. “This is how it was always supposed to be with us,” he said, pulling her lip from between her teeth.
He cupped her face and took possession of her lips. Dale stayed completely still, and she felt each pulse and ripple of his cock.
The pleasure was instant, and she knew there was no backing away now. Dale owned her, heart and soul.
Slowly, he began to make love to her, sliding in and out, taking his time, and she felt every single inch of his cock as he filled her.
He didn’t rush, kissing her lips, holding her close, and they finally found their pace together, loving more than they’d ever done before.
“You are my entire world,” he said.
They came together, crying out, grasping each other, and Molly wouldn’t change it for anything.
Afterward, he rolled over and she cupped his face, knowing that they had finally moved on.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for a very long time.”
“You have?”
“Yes. You’re a woman that deserves to be made love to, and I’ve never been given the chance to show you how damn much I love you.”
She chuckled. “That wasn’t too bad.”
“You know, even after six years together, you still drive me wild. You’re the first person I think about when I wake up, and you’re who I think about when I go to sleep.”
“I think about you all the time. When I look at the kids, I see you. I don’t regret getting pregnant with them, or what we’ve shared.”
He kissed her again, and she felt his cock begin to thicken once more. Holding him close, she gave herself completely to him, and this time, she was sure she felt him do the same.
****
“Just go in there and apologize. It’s nothing bad, or mean. Just be the good guy. You said some nasty shit, and now you’re over it.” Max saw the door of the bakery. It was six in the morning, and he was completely crazy to do this. Aria had taken over the early morning shift to help June rest while she was getting further on in her pregnancy. Trey had updated him with everything that was going on. Max had also been helping babysit Sasha and Luke. At first Trey and June had been unsure about letting him look after the kids. The moment they saw him, and cried out, “Uncle Max” it had been clear he’d spent a great deal of time with them. He had in a way.
Molly was a sweet girl, and an even nicer woman. She’d needed help at times with mowing the lawn, and taking out the trash, and he’d been more than happy to help her. This wasn’t because he had any feelings for her either. When he looked at Molly, he saw more of a sister than a potential lover.
Probably a good thing, seeing as his best friend had a hard-on for her and they had kids together.
He was s
till pissed off about that though. Being the last one to find out the truth had hurt.
There were times he knew he wasn’t a great guy. He was the number one asshole in Winters Fall, and he allowed for the title. Women flocked to him because he knew how to have a good time, and he was fine with that. Totally fine. What they needed to realize that when he was done, he was done, and they could all fuck off.
That made him a bad guy. It couldn’t be that bad though.
They always kept coming back for more no matter how badly he spoke to them or treated them. It was kind of freaky, actually.
“Just do this.”
He’d started talking to himself over the past couple of days, and he didn’t like it. He figured it made him look like a crazy person.
Opening the door, he entered the bakery.
“Just a minute,” Aria said.
He didn’t say anything as he waited.
Finally, after a minute she came out, and looked so damn cute. Flour streaked across one cheek, and they were red from kneading dough. See, he did pay attention to what he’d been told.
The smile that was on her lips died the moment she saw him.
She stood near the counter, and for the longest time neither of them spoke. He hated that she withdrew into herself, and looked anywhere but at him.
“I’m sorry,” he said, blurting the words out.
“What?” she asked.
“The way I spoke to you in high school, and what I called you. I was having a bad day, and I shouldn’t have done it.”
For the longest time she didn’t say anything.
“Can I get you anything?” she asked.
“Do you accept my apology?”
He saw the tears in her eyes, and he felt like the biggest prick in the world.
“You want me to accept an apology from you, even though what you called me, turned my life into something worse than it already was?” she asked.
“I—”
“I was invisible for a long time. No one cared about the fat redhead. I could go up and down the halls as if I was a ghost. I liked it like that. You were in your last year, and after that I had two years of them defacing my locker. Calling me a lard ass. Someone even got an entire truckload of lard delivered to the school. They dumped it on my car. You want me to forgive you because you were having a bad day?”