-Molly-
At first, I didn’t move, feeling as if I was dreaming the whole thing up. Scott had just admitted he loved me, and now he was kissing me like he… loved me. My eager heart and soul sang for those words, and I wanted nothing more than to hear them repeatedly.
The hunger inside me grew until I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him back. He pulled me onto his lap until I was straddling him, my skirt riding up around my hips, showing off my skimpy little red thong if anyone was looking.
Scott’s hands dropped down and grabbed my bare backside. He let out a little moan when he found them bared due to my thong. Gently he began to squeeze and massage the soft flesh. I moaned into his mouth, the rough feeling of his skin against my sensitive cheeks sending tingles through my body. He spread his fingers wide, his large hand and long fingers leaving very little untouched.
Slowly, inch by inch, he pulled away and looked up at me. “I love you, Molly.”
