Chapter 495 How About We Spend the Night Outside?
Molly's heart was racing, her desires bubbling up. Those nights when they were falling for each other, they held each other so tight, so passionately. They'd only ever been with each other.
On a warm winter night, their young bodies pressed together, almost catching fire, especially with Gavin being so worked up. He unbuttoned his coat and pulled her close.
They were making out like crazy in a dark corner. Gavin's hot hands found her slim waist, and Molly couldn't help but gasp, "Gavin!"
Gavin froze for a second. He stopped kissing her and looked down.
Molly didn't dare move, feeling his rapid heartbeat against her chest.
Gavin leaned in again, kissing her softly.
His voice was rough, "You want this, don't you? Are you just scared?"
Molly snapped back to reality.
She couldn't pull away, so she rested her head on his shoulder, her voice shaky, "Gavin, we shouldn't be doing this."
Gavin stayed quiet, holding her close.
The snow was falling hard. Molly felt both embarrassed and sad. But only on a snowy night like this did she dare to gently hug his waist.
Gavin looked at her and said softly, "We've been close so many times. I know you remember."
Molly wouldn't let him go on.
She trembled in his arms, not sure if it was from the cold or something else. The streets were empty, just the two of them holding each other.
When they got to the car, he tried to start it a few times but couldn't.
He turned to her, "The car won't start! We probably can't get a cab either. How about we stay here for the night? I'll get a twin room."
Molly sat next to him.
The snowflakes on her clothes had melted, making them damp, and she shivered from the cold.
She stared blankly at the heavy snow outside and said softly, "What if we walk back?"
Gavin touched her cold face, "That would take until two or three in the morning!"
Molly felt uneasy. She turned to look out the car window, lost in thought. Gavin sighed, "Are you afraid of me?"
"No," Molly murmured.
She stayed in a daze, and Gavin just pulled her into his arms, surprising her.
Gavin pressed his nose against hers and said softly, "Stay for the night! If anything happens, I won't hold you responsible."
Molly angrily kicked him.
Gavin laughed, whispering in her ear, "You know you want to."
Even though he thought a guy shouldn't rely on his looks, he was confident in his appearance, and Molly had liked it, even being a bit obsessed when things were good.
The snow fell heavier, but they still went ahead.
When Gavin got the room key, Molly felt embarrassed. She leaned against his back, her face pressed against his coat, not wanting to be seen.
Gavin patted her back and spoke to the receptionist. "Sir, we only have one last room with a king-size bed, all other rooms are booked."
Gavin frowned. He looked at Molly behind him.
The receptionist, thinking they were just a regular couple, said without hesitation, "This room is very nice, with the best facilities in our hotel, and it even has a large terrace for enjoying the snow view."
Gavin took out his wallet and booked the room for the night.
With the room key in hand, he held Molly's hand and whispered, "So shy?"
Molly silently followed him.
When they found the room in the back courtyard and opened the door, it was indeed very nice.
Gavin took off his coat and hung it to dry.
Seeing how at ease he was, Molly couldn't help but feel she was being petty. She was holding her phone, unsure of how to explain to her parents. Just then, Amanda called.
Molly's voice was low, and before she could say much, Amanda figured out the situation.
The car stalled! A Rolls-Royce stalls so easily?
But Amanda didn't say much, not wanting to make things difficult for Molly. She just instructed her to come back early in the morning and mentioned that it was a good thing Nathan was drunk, or there would have been a big scene tonight.
Molly softly agreed. When she hung up and looked up, she saw Gavin quietly watching her.
She didn't say anything, looking at the snowy scene outside.
Gavin said softly, "I'll take a shower first, then you should too and change your clothes, or you'll catch a cold."
Molly, being alone in the room with him, didn't want to take a shower.
Gavin wasn't having it. "What haven't I seen of you? Come on, be good."
Molly glanced at the big bed and asked, "Are you sleeping on the couch?"
Gavin flatly refused. "We're sleeping together!"
Molly was so mad she didn't even want to talk to him.
Gavin started unbuttoning his shirt, making sure his belt jingled loudly. When he walked into the bathroom, he was down to just a pair of black briefs.
In this state, Molly didn't dare look at him at all.
Gavin chuckled and headed into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled the room.
But amidst the water, there seemed to be a hoarse male voice, indistinct and unclear.
Molly, no longer an innocent girl, suddenly blushed, lightly biting her red lips, hugging herself tightly.
Gavin was so shameless!
After his shower, Gavin walked over with his slender body wrapped in a bathrobe and whispered, "There's a bathtub. I cleaned it for you. How about taking a soak?"
She hugged herself and looked up at him, her eyes a bit watery.
Gavin suddenly smiled. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I'm a man. Isn't this normal?"
He was really close, and Molly wanted to push him away but couldn't.
Gavin's handsome face was slightly flushed. He suddenly asked her, "Since we broke up, have you...?"
"No!" Molly's whole body heated up. She stood up to run away but was held tightly in his arms.
Gavin had just finished his shower, and his body was warm.
Because of their significant size difference, Molly looked even more petite in his arms.
He remembered the first time; he was so careful, afraid of hurting her.
Now, she nestled in his arms, a soft little thing, not daring to move, her eyes still red.
Gavin gently touched her face and asked softly, "So you don't want it at all?"
Molly blushed and pushed Gavin. "Let go of me. I'll go take a shower."
Gavin wanted to be close to her but was afraid she'd be repulsed. After thinking about it, he let her go, only saying in a low voice, "Molly, I've only ever been intimate with you."
Molly's eyes suddenly reddened. She got up silently and walked towards the bathroom.
When the door closed, she leaned against it. The reason she was unwilling to give herself to him was not only due to their family relationship but also partly because of Sarah.
After Gavin and Molly separated, Gavin maintained a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship with Sarah for several months. She believed they hadn't been intimate, but she couldn't believe they hadn't kissed, especially since they had to put on a show in front of their elders. She minded, but it was hard to speak about.
Molly slightly tilted her head back, her nose sour and hard to control. She held back her tears to avoid embarrassment.
Gavin, wearing a bathrobe, was leaning against the headboard, handling some matters on his phone. He must have called home.
Seeing Molly come out, he knew she had cried. "Why are you crying?"
Gavin patted the spot next to him and said gently, "Come here, I'll dry your hair."
Molly stood at the bathroom door. She said softly, "Gavin, we can't go back."
He looked at her quietly. He knew everything she was thinking, but these issues weren't suitable to discuss tonight. On such a snowy night, he thought they should be embracing each other.
Even if they did nothing, just feeling each other's warmth.
Gavin said casually, "I know! Come here and dry your hair!"
Molly started crying again. She repeated, "Gavin, we can't go back!"
Gavin suddenly got out of bed.
He picked her up and threw her onto the soft bed. The bedroom lights went out immediately, and the room was dim, with only the sound of their breathing and heartbeats.
Gavin began to kiss her. She struggled, crying and begging him to stop.
Gavin remained silent, expressing himself through actions. When her bathrobe fell, Gavin lowered his head to her crotch. Molly couldn't take it and cried, "Don't do this! Please don't do this!"
Gavin looked up, his voice terrifyingly low. "Call me Gavin!"