Chapter 9

Chapter Nine

" H i!" Molly chirped as she opened her apartment door that evening. "Did you put googly eyes on my mailbox last night before you left? I laughed so hard when I found them when I got home."

After kissing her hard, Faust held her tightly against him as he walked into her space. He closed the door behind him before looking down at her sweet face. "Googly eyes? What are those?"

"You know. The funny eyes that have pupils that move. They come in stickers that you can place on anything to make it look like a person. It was funny on my mailbox."

"That wasn't me, Little girl. Did you leave them there?" he asked.

"No. They were so cute I peeled them off and put them on my refrigerator."

"Did anyone else have eyes on their mailbox?" he asked.

She paused for a minute before answering, "I don't think so. I'm sure I would have noticed."

Faust ran downstairs to check. There were no other decorations on anyone's mailbox. Others would pick up their mail after her. He didn't like this.

Taking two stairs at a time, he checked outside her door to make sure it wasn't marked in some way. Faust relaxed a bit not finding anything there.

As he reentered the apartment, Molly stood at the door with the two googly eye stickers on one finger. "You can leave those on your refrigerator if you wish, Little girl."

"You think there's something wrong?" she asked.

"Just keep your eyes open, Pixie. It bothers me when they mark the apartments of a single woman. Maybe you should come stay with me at the compound."

"Don't be silly. I can't just move in with you."

"Of course you can."

She stared at him. "We haven't even…"

"That's not a requirement."

"But everyone will assume," Molly pointed out.

"I'm okay with that."

"What?" Molly propped her hands on her hips and looked at him with an expression Faust could only describe as peeved.

"No one needs to know what goes on between the two of us," Faust told her. "They will have no idea that I'm stripping off your clothes in exactly thirty seconds and pinning you against that door to fill you with my cock."

He stroked a hand over his rapidly stiffening cock. He'd had a semi-hardon all day. Just the thought of Molly made him lose track of everything he was doing.

"You're going to what?"

"Take off your panties, Pixie."

"Here?" She stared at him. He loved the flush that started rising up from her modest dress's neckline.

"Now."

With an "eep!" she reached under her dress and tugged down her panties. Stepping out of them, she picked up the scrap of fabric and looked around as if wondering what to do with them.

Faust held his hand out. "Mine."

He watched her swallow hard and walk forward. She folded them nicely before placing them in his hand. Faust lifted the material to his nose and inhaled deeply. Her eyes widened.

Lowering the lacey garment, he tucked it in his pocket. "Now the dress, Molly."

She tangled her fingers in the material and tugged it slightly upward, revealing her calves before freezing. "You want me to take it off?"

"Unless you want me to tear it off you, Little girl."

Molly shook her head and lifted the garment a bit higher. "I'm not very good at this."

"You have been with the wrong guys, Molly. You're going to be very good at riding my cock."

"I've only done it once. He wasn't very impressed," she whispered.

"Then he's a dumb fuck and a loser as a lover."

Faust walked forward and pulled her dress over her head, tossing it away. He stroked her, loving every dip, curve, and straight line of her body. How could anyone make love to this sweet woman and walk away? That thought rocked him. He'd never gone into a relationship looking for something long-term. Now, he knew he'd never accept anything else.

"Molly. Look at me."

Her gaze focused on his and he could tell she expected something entirely different to come out of his mouth. Her shoulders sagged inward as if she were hiding herself from him.

"You're mine, Little girl. After this, I'm never letting you go."

Surprise spread over her face and the corners of her mouth tilted up before she visibly forced herself to guard against being hurt. "Maybe you should have sex with me before shackling yourself to me for a long time."

"I should wash your mouth out with soap for being so negative about yourself. Who knows, maybe I'm a horrible lover and you'll want to get away from me?"

Her spontaneous giggles broke the growing tension. Thank goodness.

"I'll take that as a compliment, Little girl. I think I promised sex against that door."

He watched her gaze dart past him to look at the wooden barrier. Faust reached over his head and dragged off his T-shirt. Tossing it away, he unfastened his jeans, providing room for his burgeoning cock. After pressing a kiss to the side of her neck, he smoothed over her shoulders and eased the straps of her bra down her arms. Faust leaned down to kiss her, loving the way she rose onto her tiptoes to meet his lips.

Passion flared between them as their tongues tangled and teased each other. Faust ripped his mouth from hers to taste her skin, leaving a trail of kisses down her neck and over one shoulder. Unfastening her sensible bra, he eased it off. He stroked his thumbs over the sides of her small breasts as he looked over her body.

"Damn, Pixie."

"Your muscles have muscles," she blurted, tracing her fingers over his chest and abdomen. When she dared follow the line of hair disappearing into the waistband of his boxer briefs, she froze when her fingers brushed something else.

"It can't be that long," she told him, leaning back to check him out.

"You are going to kill me, Pixie." Faust knew the minute he freed his shaft he'd fight himself to stay out of her. "Talk first. I've been tested and I'll wear a condom. Are you on birth control?"

She shook her head. "I did go get tested at one of those free clinics and I was okay."

"We'll go to a doctor together to get birth control for you tomorrow."

"You don't have to go with me," she blurted and turned a delightful shade of pink.

"I care about your health, Pixie. We'll go together. I won't go back in the exam room with you unless you decide you want me there."

"Okay," she whispered.

"Now, I think I promised you sex."

"Against the door," she reminded him helpfully.

He scooped her up in his arms and stalked toward the door. Molly wrapped her arms and legs around him, pressing her core against his shaft. Tantalized by her wiggles, Faust held her in place with one arm under her bottom. He kissed her deeply and loved her enthusiastic response. Molly might be new to lovemaking, but she was eager and responsive. He could feel her heat against his shaft.

Focused on her pleasure, Faust captured one pink nipple in his mouth. He lashed his tongue across it before drawing it into his mouth. Easing the suction when she dug her fingernails into his shoulders, Faust loved that she was so sensitive.

Lavishing the same treatment on her other breast, Faust rubbed himself against her pussy. His briefs became wet as they moved together. He mentally reminded himself to go slow. Faust inserted a hand between their bodies to explore. Her juices coated his fingertips as he stroked them through her pussy. Teasing her opening, Faust pressed a finger into her and groaned as she squeezed her muscles tight.

His cock jerked in his now too tight briefs as he imagined what it would feel like inside her. He needed to be in her now. Gritting his teeth, he pressed another finger inside her tight channel and scissored his fingers to stretch her. Molly tightened her hands on his shoulders and pressed kisses to his neck and shoulders.

"Please," she begged.

Unable to deny her, Faust grabbed a condom from his pocket and lifted the package to his mouth. Biting down on one edge to hold it, he freed up his hand. Faust thrust it into his briefs, roughly cupping his cock and balls to pull them from soaked material. It took all his willpower to not dive inside her immediately as he felt her wetness wrap around him directly. Gritting his teeth, he supported her with one arm as he pushed his jeans and briefs over his hips. Seconds later, he rolled the condom over his shaft.

Fitting the head of his cock against her opening, Faust forced himself to enter her slowly. Heat surrounded his shaft, pushing his arousal into overdrive. He could feel her body easing around him as he glided deeper.

"Faust," she moaned.

"You feel amazing, Pixie," he told her before kissing her hard.

When he reached a point of resistance, Faust withdrew a bit before pushing forward again. She wiggled, trying to hurry him up. After kissing a spot on her shoulder, Faust bit down firmly and flexed his hips. Her gasp went straight to his cock as he sank fully inside her. He forced himself to wait, giving her time to recover.

To his delight, she urged, "Move. If you don't move, I'm going to…"

She didn't get that threat finished. Faust withdrew and thrust fully into her body, drawing a moan from their throats. He repeated that motion and rubbed the root of his cock against her clit. The door rattled behind her as he plunged into her over and over.

He could feel small quivers around his shaft and knew she was close to her orgasm. Faust leaned back slightly to order, "Touch yourself, Pixie. Make yourself come around my cock."

She looked at him in amazement as if she couldn't believe what he had asked her to do. When his gaze held hers without wavering, Molly stroked a hand over his chest and abdomen to the place they were connected. He closed his eyes at the delectable feel of her fingertips brushing over the base of his shaft to touch herself.

Within seconds, she exploded around him. That wet hand trailed up his chest to wrap around his shoulders. Molly clung to him as she rocked her pussy against him, extending her pleasure. She pressed hot kisses to his neck before capturing his mouth in a sizzling exchange.

When her body calmed, Molly admitted, "I've never… Well, only with my vibrator. Your turn now."

"Oh, no, Pixie. You'll come on my cock at least four more times before we come together."

She stared at him in shock. "Is that even possible?"

Faust didn't answer but rubbed himself hard against her before pulling out fully and driving back into her heat. She pressed herself against the door as she peeked between their bodies to watch him move in and out of her. Her gaze ricocheted to meet his.

"Mine, Pixie. Your pussy is mine now." He pushed his hips a bit closer, enjoying her gasp as he filled every bit of space inside her.

Her climax struck immediately, cementing his suspicion that she enjoyed dirty talk. His lips curved in a carnal smile. He would enjoy making her blush as she came on his cock.

"Can you hear the door banging, Little one?"

"I hear it."

"So can your neighbors."

Her gasp made him speed up his thrusts.

"They're going to know I've fucked you deep and hard."

"Faust!" she whispered, her expression horrified and so turned on.

"And that you enjoyed every minute of it," he growled into her ear.

Her fingers tightened on his shoulders. Faust had already figured out that was her first tell. Changing his angle slightly, he cupped one small breast and tweaked her nipple between his thumb and finger.

Molly threw a hand over her mouth as she screamed. Her climax shook her body and Faust struggled to maintain his control. To distract himself, Faust whispered, "You're never going to look at this door without feeling me this deep inside you, Molly."

"Never," she mumbled through her hand as she bounced on his shaft.

"When you're in my space, no muffling your sweet sounds, Molly. Everyone at the clubhouse will know that your Daddy takes good care of you. Don't worry, your screams of pleasure will mix with the other Littles'."

Her eyes widened. Faust allowed her to imagine that before shifting the arm that supported her to allow him to scoop up a bit of her slick juices and glide a finger to that hidden entrance between her buns. He tapped the tight ring of muscles, feeling it contract. Instantly, her body clamped around his shaft at the arousing, forbidden touch.

"No," she whispered.

"Yes," he corrected her. "Daddy's in charge. I'll take you everywhere, Little girl."

Her breathing quickened again. "Daddy…"

"And you know what?"

"What?" she whispered.

"You're going to love feeling my cock glide in and out of your bottom, stretching you and stroking past all these nerve endings." He pushed the tip of his finger into her tight opening. That was all she needed.

"Daddy!" she yelled, beyond caring about her neighbors.

This time, Faust allowed himself to come, emptying himself into the condom within her. She dropped her cheek onto his shoulder as she relaxed completely against him. Her trust that he would support and take care of her unlocked something inside him. She was his forever.