The fingers Will threaded into her hair could have been intimidating, but the gentle weight of his hand was actually reassuring. The tension in the muscles of his legs and stomach was flattering though, the way he was clearly keeping himself still and steady for her, giving her the space to explore. Molly knew she was in charge and it was a heady feeling.

Encouraged by the noises he was making, she drew her lips up again, looking down to see him slick and shining. She wanted this to be good for him and she was endlessly curious, wanting to pull more of those noises out of him too. She closed her eyes and took him in again, letting him slip inside a little deeper, the weight of him on her tongue an odd but intensely sexy feeling. His cock twitched as she explored him with her tongue, pulling back a little and swirling it around the head, loving the way he pulsed, mouth watering at the taste of his precome and adding to the mess she was making.

Will was making the best noises, gasps and groans reaching Mollys ears and making her more than a little smug, adding to her confidence. She reached out with her senses, letting her walls down so she could feel what Will was feeling, making a desperate noise as she was overwhelmed with intense want, desire and pleasure mixed together with affection and attraction in ways that made Molly grip his hip with her free hand just so she didn't float away. Molly took him in again, testing her limits until her gag-reflex threatened and she drew back, flushed and eager, going back again more confidently. The pace she set up wasn't aggressive, settling for a slow rhythm, shallow bobs of her head, sucking and licking as well as she could. She tightened her grip on the length she couldn't take, stroking and trying to match the rhythm of her mouth, smiling and blushing when she couldn't get it quite right, but enjoying herself all the same. She was going to make this as amazing for him as she could.