To Love a Player (29 page)

I loved how we could talk about everything, regardless of how different our opinions were. I loved the honesty and openness we had with one another. Mollie lifted her chin up to look at me and I smiled at the warmth in her eyes. Leaning in, I kissed her soft lips, loving the feel of them opening up for me. I moved my hands to tangle in her hair as the kiss deepened, both of us hungry for more.

I could feel the tightening in my pants as she arched her body against mine, causing a low moan to escaped through my lips. Pulling away, I looked deep into her lustful eyes and said, "Let's go. We can have dessert later."

She nodded quickly and I took her hand, leading her out of the restaurant to where we had a car waiting for us. I quickly told the driver about the change of plans and we put up the privacy partition, continuing our intense makeout. By the time we arrived at the townhouse, we were ready to strip our clothes off.

Once we were inside, I pulled her into a long hug before taking her hand and leading her up the stairs to my bedroom. I couldn't wait to make love to her again, but I wanted to go as slow as possible just so I could enjoy every inch of her.

In my room, I let go of her hand and took a calming breath. If I didn't settle my body down, I was never making it through this. I slowly slid my hands over her, taking the time to feel the curves of her body before reaching around her and unzipping her dress. I bit back a moan as I saw her standing there in a silky bodice that accentuated everything God blessed her with. I could feel my pants tightening and I quickly thought of something unattractive so that I could focus.

Mollie looked up at me through her lashes, giving me a shy smile. I cupped her cheek with my hand, gently stroking her face with my thumb. I lightly traced the outline of her soft lips before bringing them to my mouth, kissing softly at first and slowly led to a more urgent kiss. I lifted her up off the ground, hitching her legs around my waist as I carried her to the bed before laying her gently down on top of it.

Hovering over her, I left her mouth and kissed along her jaw before moving down to the spot that makes her moan softly. My breath caught in my throat as a breathy moan escaped her lips. I loved that sound. If you asked me what my favorite sound was, I would name that beautiful noise. It was almost like a cross between a whimper and a whisper. It was heaven to my ears.

I left that spot, blazing a trail of kisses down her neck and nipping along her collarbone. My hands were caressing her breasts through the silky fabric, watching as her chest was rising and falling as her breathing started to quicken. I pulled her up gently as I unhooked the bodice, freeing her. I teased her nipples with my fingers before placing one of them in my mouth. She arched against me, letting out another breathy moan as I moved my tongue across the sensitive point.

I moved my free hand down to the warmth between her legs and caressed where the two joined together. She spread them easily as her hips grinded lightly against my hand. I moaned as I thought of what waited for me underneath her silky underwear. Leaving her breast, I kissed gently down her stomach to the edge of her panties, where my tongue teased along the edge, enjoying the taste of her sweet skin.

As I removed her panties, I slipped two fingers inside her and listened to her let out low moan. Then as I slowly stroked the walls deep within her, my second favorite sound came as she moaned, "Callen."

I gave her a sexy grin as I continued thrusting my fingers in and out before placing a kiss just above them. Her hips thrusted up against my lips as she moaned my name over and over.

Leaving my fingers where they were, I kissed slowly back up her body as I felt her walls tightening and I knew that she was close. I crashed my lips to hers as she hungrily accepted my tongue in her mouth, kissing me passionately. Her body stiffened as she cried out my name and I felt her release. I eased my fingers out of her and then licked them, savoring her sweet taste.

I felt my body explode with the amazing feeling that only Callen has ever produced. Not that I've slept with that many guys, but I've never felt the way I did when Callen's hands were on me or even in me.

Callen gazed down at me, lovingly as he caressed my face while I caught my breath. I pulled his head to me and kissed him deeply, enjoying my taste in his mouth. It was different, yet exciting. I released him and pushed him gently to his back, then straddled him. I could feel his excitement at the center of my body, so I teasingly moved my hips against him, listening to him let out a low moan. I gave him a coy smile as he narrowed his eyes at me, gripping my hips.

I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, kissing along the smooth skin underneath. He tasted like sweet cinnamon against my tongue; it was delicious. He sat up so that I could remove his shirt and I kissed along his collarbone, slowly making my way back up to his mouth as we lay back against the bed.

After a long passionate kiss, I left his mouth and kissed down across his chest. I licked softly down his well-toned abdomen, loving the feel of his muscles contracting against my tongue. I sat up, teasing my finger along the edge of his pants. His hips lifted in anticipation and he whimpered, "Please Mollie."

I grinned seductively as I slowly undid his pants, sliding them gently down his legs. I took him in my hand and heard him moan as I slipped him into my mouth, teasing him with my tongue. His hips pulsed involuntarily and I heard him moan my name. Pulling him out, I slowly crawled above him and lowered my body down to his. We let out a harmonious moan as our bodies connected.

He met my hips with each movement and soon we came together. He pulled me to him, his hands were in my hair as he kissed me deeply while he was still buried deep inside. He flipped me over, continuing slow thrusts until we built ourselves back up again. When we were both satisfied, he slipped easily out and pulled me tight against him. Both of us panting as we tried to catch our breath.

Brushing my hair away from my face, he gave me a satisfied grin as he said, "I love you so much."

I snuggled up against him, feeling sleep start to overtake me as I murmured, "I love you, too."

30

Mollie

I woke up the next morning with a huge grin on my face. Callen's arm was slung over me as he snored softly into my ear. I rolled over to look at him, lightly tracing the contours of his face with my finger. Everything about this guy made me smile. The way he kisses me, the tender way he looks at me, how he makes me feel like I am the most special girl in the world, and most of all, the way he loves me.

His eyes fluttered open, slowly focusing on my face. A slow smile crept across his face as his sky blue eyes looked deep into mine. His voice was thick with sleep as he croaked, "Good morning, beautiful."

"Good morning, handsome," I smiled back, giving him a light kiss on his full lips. He pulled me tight against him as he deepened the kiss and rolled over on top of me, entering me easily. Our bodies responding to each other as they moved in incredible sync. His mouth never left mine, our moans colliding as our tongues danced together. We came together quickly, each of us calling out the other's name as we released.

His thrusting came to a slow pace as he kissed me all over my face before settling on his elbows, hovering above me. He gave me a soft look as he said, "I could do this all day. Just be here with you, here in this bed."

I smiled softly back at him, touching his face and caressing it with my hand. He kissed my palm and I said, "As much as I would love that, my sister is going to be here in a few hours and I know that she wouldn't like it if we stood her up."

Callen gave me a pouty look as I shook my head, chuckling softly. He lightly traced my smile with his finger and I saw a worried expression come into his eyes as he asked, "What if she doesn't like me?"

I furrowed my brow in disbelief as I asked, "Are you kidding me? She's going to love you."

"Why do you say that?" he asked, propping his head onto his hand and I smiled as I replied, "Because you make her baby sister happy and that's all she wants. Plus you'll wow her with your amazing food and of course, obvious charm."

He let out a snort as he laughed, "My obvious charm didn't work on you, remember?"

Shrugging, I grinned at him and said, "Yes, but that was the cocky ass you, not the sweet you. Your sweeter charm is what won me over. As long as you aren't cocky, you'll be fine."

Callen smiled warmly, wrapping me tight into his arms as he kissed my forehead. Letting me go, he said, "Let's get in the shower. There's this great little cafe that serves the best muffins this side of Manhattan. We can stop there before we go to the market to finish getting what I need for dinner."

Holding her hand, I led her through the crowded market as we bought items for dinner tonight. She stopped at several of the merchants selling beautiful scarves and jewelry, occasionally making a purchase. She looked like a little kid in a candy store as she passed by all of the booths. I couldn't help but smile at her excited face.

I made the last purchase and we started to leave. As soon as she got into the waiting car, her phone rang. It was her sister, Maggie.

"Hey Mags!" she exclaimed when she answered, a wide happy grin stretched over her face. I intertwined my fingers with hers, slowly tracing circles with my thumb on the inside of her hand. She beamed over at me as she talked.

"Oh you're almost here?" she asked, shooting me a worried expression. I gave her a relaxed smile and told the driver to take us to Penn York Station. I leaned over and kissed the side of her head as she said, "Okay, we're heading to the station now. Can't wait to see you!"

"Okay, love you!" she said after a short pause and then hung up. Her excited smile practically dancing on her face as she looked into my eyes. I was nervous about meeting her sister. Mollie has told me a lot about her so it feels like I already know her, but still, I am nervous. This is someone very important to Mollie, what if it goes badly?

She must have sensed my worried state because she touched my face with her hand and said, "You are going to get along great so don't worry so much about it."

"What if she hates me? I mean, that's a big deal to you, right?" I asked, a look of concern washed over my eyes and she smiled, "It is a big deal, but unless you are a complete jerk to her, I think that you're going to be fine."

I sighed and tried to push the nervous thoughts out of my head. She gave me a light kiss as we pulled up to the curb and said, "I promise, you're going to be fine."

The train station was crowded for a late Saturday morning, but I heard the announcement for Maggie's train arriving and strained my neck to see if I could catch a glimpse of her. The excitement of seeing my sister bubbled up inside me. I couldn't wait for her to meet Callen!

Soon, I saw Jack's head above the crowd, so I started waving franctically at him. His face lit up when he saw me and I could see him pointing in my direction. Turning towards Callen, I gave him a quick kiss on his nervous smile. Shaking my head slightly at him, I put my arms around his waist as I tried to ease his fears, "She's going to love you, okay?"

He inhaled deeply, letting out a slow breath as he nodded, resting his forehead against mine. I heard Maggie squeal, "Molls!"

I let go of Callen and turned towards my sister, giving her a long hug as we jumped around excitedly. Her dark blonde hair was in contrast to my dark brown hair, something she inherited from my mom. Our eyes were the same color, but she was a little shorter than I was, something else she inherited from my mom. I stood back and looked at her before hugging her again.

When we separated, I linked my arm through Callen's and said, "Maggie, this is my boyfriend, Callen Grey."

He stepped forward to shake her hand, but was wrapped up into a hug as my sister laughed, "No need to be formal! I'm so glad to finally meet you!"

"It's nice to finally meet you," Callen said as he stepped back to my side. I hugged Jack who said, "It's good to see you again, Mollie."

I smiled up at him and said, "You too Jack. How's my dad?"

"Missing you," Jack smiled and I felt a pang tug my heart. I really needed to get home and see them, even though it's only been a couple weeks since the last time. It felt like forever. Jack gave my shoulders a squeeze as he winked, "I'm also supposed to keep an eye on Callen, like a protective big brother, and then report back to him."

Rolling my eyes, I laughed saying, "Just don't be too hard on him, please? He's really nervous and really wants you all to like him."

Jack smiled, "Hey, he's good if he treats you well."

"He does," I grinned, looking over at Callen talking with Maggie and her friend Reba, who was eyeing him with a lusty eye. I quickly stepped to his side, protectively, and snaked an arm around his waist. He gave me a soft smile as he kissed the side of my head. I introduced him to Jack, who smiled and said, "It's nice to meet you, Callen."

"You too, Jack," Callen said and then looked at me saying, "We should probably get going so you girls can get lunch and look at dresses."

After lunch, we said goodbye to the boys and headed out to a dress shop that had been Lacey's recommendation. Maggie smiled over at me and said, "I like him."

Grinning widely, I asked, "Really?"

She nodded her head and replied, "Yes, the way he looks at you says it all. That boy is in so deep, it's cute. Plus, he's not bad to look at either."

Laughing, I said, "Thanks."

"So what's it like working for Lacey Kingham?" Reba asked, her eyes wide. Shrugging, I smiled as I said, "She's absolutely amazing! And her kids are the best; I love them so much. She's got this adorable little boy named Jace, who is two. Mara, the middle daughter is five and she is so funny and then there is Elly, who's thirteen and is such an old soul, plus she's beautiful. I have a feeling she'll be following in her mom's footsteps or else become a model."

"Do you ever get to see any of her designs?" Reba asked curiously and I shook my head, lying. I wasn't about to tell her that information because it was very confidential. My mind drifted to the amazing dress that I wore last night that was specially designed for me. I may have to show Maggie that one in private.

Reba gave me a disbelieving look, but didn't say anything. Even if she would have, it would have been drowned out by Maggie's loud question that she asked after grabbing my hand, "What is that?"

I grinned as I looked down at the ring on my finger. I held it up and said, "A promise ring. He gave it to me last night after he made a promise to be always mine. He wants to propose someday, but not this early in our relationship. He wanted something that would tell me that he is completely committed to me and for me to know that one day it will be more official."

"Why would he buy you a promise ring? Haven't you only been dating for a few weeks?" Reba asked snottily and I refrained from rolling my eyes as I replied, "Callen hasn't dated anyone that has made him want to be committed to them in a long time and because of that he is known to be a bit of a player. He was such an ass and so cocky, when I first met him that I couldn't stand him, so he took that as a challenge to chase after me, but as we got closer, he realized that he didn't want to be like that anymore. Knowing what his reputation was, he just wanted me to know that he was serious about us."

Maggie's eyes went soft as she looked at me and said "Okay, its official, I love him!"

Laughing, I said, "He'll be glad to hear that. He was so nervous about meeting you and what you would think about him."

I looked over at Reba who was looking like she was about to vomit. I let out a soft sigh and said, "Yes, we haven't been together that long, but sometimes you just know when the person you are with is the one you read about in fairy tales. You know, your one true soul mate."

Maggie nodded her head in agreement as she looked over at her friend, saying, "It was that way with Jack and me. There was just something about him that kept me interested and it's still there. I never had that with anyone else that I was dating. Remember when we first started dating and how crazy I was about him?"

Reba laughed, rolling her eyes slightly as she said, "Oh yeah, you two were inseparable, you still are!" She looked at me, smiling softly as she said, "I'm happy for you, I really am."

"Thank you," I smiled at her and leaned my head against Maggie's. We pulled up at the shop and climbed out of the car. The doors opened and we were greeted by Lisa, Lacey's assistant, who gave me a warm hug. I gave her a curious look as I asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Well, Lacey called and said that you girls might need some additional guidance, so I'm here to help," Lisa said, guiding us in. I smiled sweetly as I said, "Aw, that's sweet of her!"

Lisa nodded, smiling in agreement and I introduced her to Maggie and Reba. She took us to a large dressing room and helped the sales girl wheel out the first group of dresses for us to try on.

I sat at the bar next to Jack. We had run out of small talk and were now just watching a baseball game that was on the TV above our heads. Jack was a nice guy, or at least he seemed like it, and had been pretty easy to talk to until this point. Now we just sat, drinking our beers, staring at the TV.

Jack looked over at me and studied me for a moment before his eyes went back up to the TV. I almost didn't hear him ask, "So how long have you and Mollie been dating?"

"Uh," I said, slightly caught off guard "Technically a week, but it feels longer than that. I've only actually have known her for about a month."

He just simply nodded, taking a sip of his beer. I noticed that he started getting low, so I held up a hand to the bartender to get two more. Jack nodded his head at me in thanks after the beer was placed in front of him. He picked up the bottle, swirling it slightly as he asked, "How did you get her to break up with Ben?"

I shrugged in response and he let out a soft chuckle as he said, "I hated that guy. From the moment I met him, I just knew that he wasn't right for her. I mean, don't get me wrong, he was a nice guy, but he wasn't someone that I pictured Mollie dating. Friends with, yes, but dating, not so much."