Page 21 of To Win a Rebel

“Molly?”

“In here,” she said.

She was so nervous, but this time he was not getting out of it. Yes, when he took her virginity it had been painful, and it was not an experience she wanted to repeat, but she also wasn’t pissed off about him leaving. It had been a disaster, and all women’s first times were difficult. She accepted that.

But what she also accepted was it got better after that first time. She wrote all about it, and women loved to have sex. The last person she wanted to think about was Rachael, but itwas kind of hard not to when the other woman was the primary candidate for saying it like it was.

Molly wanted sex. She wanted to be with Nate.

She didn’t want him to be afraid of what he wanted.

He stepped into the doorway, and the moment he did, she smiled. “Evening,” she said.

“Molly, what is going on?” he asked.

“Well, you see, I kind of want us to have sex,” she said.

“You know, I got these real juicy steaks in the freezer, and I think we should eat something first.”

She stood up and removed her negligee. It was held together by two ties at the shoulders, and she stared at him as it fell to the floor. Now, she stood before him naked, and she waited.

Her stomach felt like it had butterflies fluttering inside. She felt so nervous, but she ignored it and looked at him, waiting.

“You could have those steaks if you want,” she said, putting her hands on her shoulders. “But I can think of something else you and I can do instead, because I’m not hungry.”

She slowly ran her hands down her body, skimming the tips of her fingers past her breasts and going down. She thrust one palm between her thighs, pressing it against her pussy. She let out a gasp.

“You can by all means go and make yourself something to eat,” she said, and traced a finger between her slit. “But, I am going to stay here and play for a little bit.” She slid down to her knees, staring at him, and then moved so that she could spread her legs, and he’d be able to see exactly what she was doing.

Stroking a finger through her slit, she stroked across the swollen nub and then slid down, going toward her entrance, but she didn’t stop there. In fact, she had decided to getsome reinforcements. Early in her writing career, for research purposes, she had discovered an online sex shop that delivered discreetly to your door, any sex toy you could want.

Well, in her little quest to seduce Nate, she had gone hunting for said devices. Finally, after many years of being inside a box, she had found them, opened them, cleaned and sanitized them, before finally bringing them down.

“What the fuck?” Nate asked, as she picked up the fake dildo. This was just a plain cock, no devices to bring it to life. Just a nice, stiff cock.

He still hadn’t moved from his position near the doorway.

Molly lifted it up. “Do you like it?” she asked.

He didn’t answer.

“You see, Nate, I think you’re terrified that when you have sex with me again, you’re going to hurt me, and it’s stopping you from wanting to be with me. I accept that we didn’t have a great start, but I also know that is not going to happen again, so I think the best way for you to see is for me to show you.”

She reached for the small tube of lubrication, which was still in date, much to her surprise, and she used a small amount on the fake cock. Molly was wet, but she didn’t know how this would go. She wanted to seduce Nate, not terrify him even more.

Moving the cock between her thighs so he could see, she stroked the tip against her clit, and all the time, she looked at Nate, imagining it was him. She didn’t know where she had gotten the confidence to do this, or how she was even able to see this through, but she wasn’t going to question it. She was simply going to enjoy second she got his attention, and she began to tease her clit.

Nate didn’t look away, and then she slid the cock down to her entrance, and slowly began to push it inside her. This did feel different. This was no Nate, but she pressed it against her pussy, and slowly, inch by inch, began to fill her. She had takenmore than half of it, and she closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of it inside her, wishing it was Nate.

Molly gasped as the cock was pulled from her and she looked to see that Nate had moved toward her. He took the dildo from her and threw it to the floor. He spread her legs open, leaning between them, and took possession of her lips.

This was different. There was no control. Nate was not holding back, and as she wrapped her arms around him, she didn’t want him to stop.

She moaned his name, and he growled against her lips. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re not going to hurt me, Nate. I’m not made of glass. Trust me. Fuck me. Take me. I want you.”

And she meant every single word.