A Christmas Affair: A Seaside Cove Romance (Seaside Cove Romance Series Book 1) (15 page)

Jack stood up and walked away from the scene. He had to get to his truck, call Brian. Maybe she was okay. Maybe
. Maybe.
He repeated the word over and over in his head.
Maybe.
The ten feet back to his truck felt like a mile.

He opened the passenger door and fumbled for his cell phone. He thought about climbing in and sitting down, but he was sure if he sat, he would never stand again. He had three missed calls from Brian, and two from a number he did not recognize. He called Brian and watched as the snow fell on the waves down below. The snow had fallen so heavily since her accident that the tire tracks were completely hidden.

"Jack!" Brian answered.

"Brian, I'm down off View Way, and Molly's car…" Jack could not finish. "Brian, you gotta get down here. You gotta send-"

"Jack! We heard from Molly."

Jack's eyes widened in surprise and the tears that had threatened to spill finally did. She was alive down there? "Is she okay? Are you on your way? How did she survive that? She's down there?"

Jack felt hundreds of words came out of his mouth as he approached the ledge and looked down, careful not to slip.

"Man, she got out of the car right before it went down, she's at Madison Clark's." Jack let Brian's words sink in. Molly was alive. He ran back to his truck and hopped in. "I guess she had to break a window to get in, but she's okay. The roads are getting bad, I was gassing up the tractor, but if you're out there..."

"Yeah Brian, I got her!" Jack hung up, and was careful when pulling back onto the road. They had already tested their luck too many times that night. Jack drove several miles down the road, shocked that Molly had walked this far after being in an accident.

He pulled into Madison's driveway and barely remembered to put the truck into park, before he jumped out and ran to the front door. Madison's front window was gone, shattered glass lay around both on the inside and outside of the cabin. Jack poked his head in the window. "Molly!"

No response. He climbed through the broken window, and into Madison's living room. "Molly!" he shouted again, but then he saw puddles of water tracking down the hallway to a closed door. He ran down the hall and into a room that looked to be a guest room. Plain white sheets on a dark wood bed frame, white curtains, and nightstand. Standing there in the middle of it all in a doorway to a bathroom was Molly, towel wrapped around her body, and another wrapped around her hair.

"You scared the shit out of me!" she said as she clasped at her heart. "Don’t you knock?”

"I scared the shit out of you?" He asked in surprise. Leave it to Molly to turn it back on him. "Have you seen the mess you left your car in?"

"Fair enough," Molly answered. She still had not moved from the doorway.

"I've been looking for you," he said breathlessly. "And I find you getting out of the shower?"

"I wanted to get warm," she said and pointed to her pile of discarded clothing. "I was kind of freezing."

"It's been hours since your accident, why didn't we hear from you earlier?" Jack said. He still did not believe she was standing in front of him. Visibly shaken, but alive.

"It took a little while to hike up here in those shoes. I didn't think to call anyone until after my first shower. I'm sorry, I was so cold, I can't even explain how cold. I could barely think," Molly said.

"I've been scared out of my mind over you," Jack said, running his hands through his hair, willing his heart to slow down.

"You got my message Jack?" she asked.

He crossed the room to her, and put his hands on either side of her face.

"I did. You can't do that to a man," he said looking into her blue eyes. "You can't offer the world, then take it away a second later."

"I didn't take it away."

"No, but in that moment I thought I lost everything."

She opened her mouth to say something, but he did not let her. He had enough talking. He pressed his mouth against hers taking her in. She tasted like honey and peppermint all in one. He splayed his hands across her back, feeling the smoothness of her skin under his rough calloused fingers. The towel fell from her hair, and Jack dragged his fingers through her tangled wet locks. He kissed her longer and harder than he ever imagined he would be allowed.

Molly's fingers dug into his back, pulling him closer still, and finally she brought a hand to the towel wrapped around her body. He grabbed her wrist.

"One step at a time." He let go of her wrist and ran his hands down her hips.

"You weren't so slow the other day," she teased laughing lightly.

"The other day I didn't understand what I had.” He nipped at her earlobe. Jack grabbed her soft ass and picked her up, growing hard almost instantly. Something about touching what he could not see was making him quake. For years, he saw Molly, but was not allowed to touch her. Now he could touch her all he wanted.

She moaned, and he gently bit her bottom lip, pulling it slightly between his teeth before letting go. He felt her tongue slowly travel out of her mouth, and find his tongue. It was the moment hers touched his that he lost the control he had held onto to so tight, for so long. He was going to take her tonight. "For a moment, I thought I'd never feel you against me again."

Her fingers were on his flannel shirt, undoing the buttons. For once he wished for a zippered jacket and instead of waiting for her, he yanked the flannel off, hearing the sound of buttons pop and fly across the room. She separated her mouth from his to laugh but he could not stop kissing her.

He began to kiss down the side of her neck, to the base of the towel above her breasts, and back up again. He slid his hands back under her again, and began to tease her by running a finger slowly across her mound.

"Jack, please," she moaned, and he smiled taking his hand away. "I want you, all of you. Inside me this time."

He set her down and backed away from her, enjoying the teasing game even though he wanted immediate entrance. She put her hands on either side of his hips, pulling his white shirt out of his jeans and over his head. Her hands began to run over his chest and she leaned over to kiss between his large pecs, before she began to nibble. Jack moaned in pleasure as her hands traveled to the stiffness in his pants. She ran her hand up and down the hard line. "Two can tease."

He backed away from her to kick off his shoes and take off his jeans. "Only one of us can
be
a tease."

He picked her up again and carried her to the bed as her wet her hair spilled upon his chest; the strands sending a shiver up his spine. He dropped her on the bed and laid to the side of her, head propped up on one hand. She reached to loosen her towel again but he stopped her hand. "Not until I say so."

With one hand he gently grabbed both of her wrists and held them above her head. The other hand he slid underneath the towel and over her stomach; caressing her soft skin up to her chest. Massaging his fingers up and down her body. She shivered in delight.

"You are a hard girl to save Molly Smith," he said quietly, staring at her face. She opened her eyes partway and looked at him in surprise.

"I thought you wanted me to be strong and save myself," she whispered.

He rested his hand on her stomach and stared at her before leaning in for another kiss. "I think I want it a little of both ways," he said. Then without warning he slid his hand down her stomach and entered her with a finger, surprised at how tight she still was. Her body jerked in pleasure and he watched with a smile on his face as her moaning became stronger, her body rocking greater. He slid a second finger inside her. He whispered his worry into her ear. "You are still so tight. I thought messing around all weekend would make it easier for me to fit inside you."

"Mmmmm," Molly answered. He slid his thumb slowly up to her peak and began to swirl in a counter clockwise motion; tiny tight swirls. He released her hands and finally opened her towel revealing her firm breasts and hard nipples. He pulled himself over her body and began to suck one nipple as he played with the other with his free hand. He began to stroke her faster and faster, and her body quaked as she finally let out a tiny scream, then a long sigh.

Her thighs jerked for a few seconds longer as he left his fingers inside of her, but stopped all other movement.

"I want you inside of me," she whispered. He wanted that too, more than anything. But ten years of false guilt on his shoulders made him fear hurting her.

"I don't want to hurt you," he said kissing her neck as he slowly slid his fingers out of her and began to rub her thigh.

"Jack," she said with a forcefulness in her voice that surprised him. She laughed. "Don’t treat me like I’ve never done this before."

"I don't carry condoms around with me," he said as much as it killed him to say it. He wanted nothing more to be inside of her tight body right now. He ached from the thought of it. But he would put it off another day.

"There's one in my purse," she said, and though he should had felt excitement, he felt a little deflated at the thought of her bringing a condom on her date with Jeremy tonight.

"Oh," he said not looking at her.

"It's Rachel's purse," she laughed as she nudged him.

"Oh! Ew," he said but he sprung to his feet and grabbed the purse. In the bottom he found a few condoms. He ripped the first one open.

"Let me," she said climbing onto her knees and putting out her hand for the piece of rubber.

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She pulled the condom out of the pouch as Jack slid his boxer briefs off and dropped them onto the floor. She took the thin piece of rubber in one hand, and grabbed Jack in the other. She rolled the condom down until it sheathed his penis, then smiled seductively.

"I can't wait any longer," she said and he pushed her back on the bed. She yelled out in delight as he climbed over top of her, and again he started to travel her body with kisses. "You don't have to soften me up anymore, I want it." she teased.

"I can't help it," he whispered against her belly. "I could taste you all day."

He lifted himself up so he was hovering over top of her, and slowly began to enter. She gasped in delight, and a little bit of pain as she realized his width was larger than she thought it would be. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, just go slow." She squeezed her eyes shut as she remembered how Jeremy would react when she would ask him to go slow
. It was like an invitation for men to move faster,
Jeremy would insist. Jeremy's face was suddenly looming in front of her, and she wanted to run.

"Open your eyes," Jack said and she did finding his face just inches from hers. "As slow as you want. As long as I’ve waited, I can wait as long as you tell me to."

Jack moved slowly, with more controlled movements than any man Molly had been with. He was so large inside of her that if he had gone any faster, it would have been more pain than pleasure. He was so gentle as he rocked in and out of her, each time pushing himself just a little bit further in. He continued to caress her breast, moving his hand down from time to time to stroke her thighs and ease her body even more.

Though he moved slow, there was a pressure inside of her building up again, and when he finally slid his full length inside of her, she cried out with pleasure thrusting her own hips against him. He pulled away from her hips then thrust himself inside more forcefully than he had yet.

She cried out from the excitement and pleasure he brought her, but he froze.

"I'm sorry," he said, laying his head against her chest. Still all the way inside her, the pressure making her hips wiggle in ecstasy. "You moaned and I just... oh my god, you feel so good."

"No, don't apologize," she said taking his face tenderly in her hands. "It feels so good."

He leaned down and kissed her, as their bodies moved in one fluid movement.

"I thought I lost you today," he whispered into her ear then pulled away to look at her. He swept the hair off her face. "I wasn't even sure if I had you, and then I lost you. Don't do that to me again."

"I promise," Molly said then leaned her head back in the pillow and cried out. "Oh my god, please, Jack. Keep doing that."

She enjoyed the length and now her carnal desire pushed through the surface. She whispered. "Faster."

He followed her commands. He did as she asked with each thrust. She dug her fingers in the back of his rock hard butt cheeks and pulled him in deeper yet. They moved in unison. Just when Molly thought she could not take another second, she and Jack moved into perfect climax together.

He fell against her then rolled off pulling her close to his body. "I love you."

"I love you, too," she said kissing his arm. They laid there in silence for a few minutes, as Molly enjoyed the warmth of Jack's body against her back.

Molly had almost drifted off to sleep when Jack sat up looming over her with a serious expression. "You were in a pretty serious car accident; we should take you to the hospital to be checked out."

Molly rolled over on her back, and though the chill from the broken window was now reaching the bedroom, she couldn't help but feel warm and tingly all over at Jack's concern. "You're right. First thing in the morning."