Girl I Know

*~* Matthew Charles Sanders *~*

My phone rang at three twenty-five in the morning which startled me slightly. At first I thought it was Val until I looked at the caller ID. Molly was calling me which was odd since I hadn't heard from her in four hours.

"Hello?" I answered groggily.

"Matty," She cooed drunkenly, "I'm in a bit of a pickle..."

I lit the fuck up, "Oh are you?" I kept a flirty tone.

"I won a wet t-shirt contest, I'm soaking wet and all my friends bailed on me," She sighed, "Could you give me a ride home?" Molly had this sexy begging tone.

I shot up out of bed and started to get dressed, "Where are you, beautiful?"

"Johnny's," She hiccuped, "I got one of your pizza boxes. Will you sign it for me?" She begged slightly.

"Of course," I laughed, "I'll be there in fifteen, babe. Hang tight, okay?" I kept my voice soft and loving.

"Stay on the phone with me?" Molly asked with another hiccup.

"I can manage that. How much did you drink tonight?" I asked, adjusting my pants to my hard shaft was tucked into my waistband. Didn't need to be showing a tent right away to her.

"I mean...enough..." Molly hiccuped, "But not enough to not remember the next day..." She said like she was making a point.

I would never ever take advantage of her when she's been drinking but I will be far more flirtatious than normal. That's for damn sure.

"So I get to get you out of that wet t-shirt and into bed, right? My reward for picking you up?" I chuckled and grabbed my keys, heading out the door.

"I encourage it. That is your reward. I'm even wearing red nipple barbells. I thought you would've been here and I know your favorite color is red..." She giggled lightly and I could hear her taking a shot with another guy in the background, "No...my boyfriend is picking me up...no...he's real...M. Shadows..." Then I heard the guy laugh at her.

Fucking dick is gonna get a rude awakening in about twelve fucking minutes. No one is a douche bag to my Molly.

"Baby girl," I snapped firmly but keeping with the sex, "Focus on me."

"Sorry...some ASSHOLE is up my ass but doesn't believe that you're coming for me." She had the cutest pout in her tone.

"Well I'm coming, doll. Not too much farther away either." I promised her.

Molly was making me feel like a fucking man. She called me and wants me to get her, to protect her. I felt like a damn provider again...my fucking...cave man instincts kicking in, if you will.

"I'm so lucky and obviously so pretty if I have your attention..." She sighed out like it was the best thought ever.

"You could let me be lucky for a change and let me taste that treat between your legs," I said nonchalantly.

"Guys don't actually do that..." I could hear Molly shaking her head.

"Want me to prove it. I'll pin you to my face for hours, baby..." I growled lowly.

"Stop being so fucking sexy and perfect, Matt. It's getting rude..." She grumbled out and I heard her straw sucking at nothing.

"Little elf..." I cooed the nickname I gave her for having a Christmas kink, "Do you really wanna find out what happens when you're naughty in the wrong way for Santa?" I snarled out, turning on the street Johnny's is on.

"Maybe a little...Santa..." Molly honestly couldn't have sounded more fucking excited about me bringing up her little fetish over more than text. It was like she knew she wasn't being catfished.

"You know what's gonna happen when I get there, right?" I asked her.

"No...tell me?" Molly was panting a little at this point.

"We're going into the men's room and you're getting spankings. Bare ass to bare hand. No mercy. Naughty elves get punished." I growled out once more, really getting my point across.

Molly whimpered as I walked into the bar, looking around and staying on the phone with her. I spotted her and hung up. She had her blonde hair in a messy bun since it was wet and a white and I mean sheer white cropped top on that you got a nice glimpse of under titty. No wonder she fucking won. Bottoms were a pair of skin tight purple leggings then she had on white combat boots.

Little fucking fox...

"Holy shit..." I heard some guy mutter out when I walked up behind Molly, wrapping my arms around her under bust and kissing her neck then giving it a lick.

"Matt! See!" She flipped off the guy that was probably the one being a jackass to her.

"Come on little one, you know what's about to happen..." I whispered in her ear then picked her up bridal style and carried her to the men's room.

I set her on her feet then turned her around to face the mirror. I slipped my fingers into her messy bun and forced her to look at herself but I was still gentle and loving about it.

"Pull your shirt up, let Santa see those piercings..." I breathed.

Molly did what she was told, lifting her shirt in such a way that her tits bounced out of her shirt. She watched me, watching her in the mirror.

I pulled her leggings down and massaged her ass cheeks at first, "Play, Little Elf..." I barked at her.

Molly started to rub, pinch and pull her nips, moaning softly. I smacked her ass once, really fucking hard. Enough to sting my hand and turn her ass cheek pink instantly. She moaned and breathed, pinching her nips harder. I smacked her ass again with the same amount of force. Molly moaned again, her eyes locking with mine in the mirror. She fucking loves it...

"Matt..." She breathed, like she was goddamn close to cumming.

"You can call me Santa, baby." I cooed and positioned my hips so she could feel how insanely hard I was for her then I smacked her ass again.

"S-Santa..." Molly moaned and it was quite fucking satisfying.

"There ya go, Little Elf..." I leaned over and breathed right in her ear, pulling her leggings back up then patting her pussy that was covered up.

Molly seemed like she was trying to catch her breath so I picked her up and set her on the counter, looking her gorgeous tits in the face. I didn't miss a beat, sucking each of her nipples into my mouth, not hesitating in biting down just a little. She arched her back and knotted her fingers in my hair then moaned softly.

"My girl likes a little nipple play huh?" I asked her, pulling the white top down to cover her up then running my hand up to her throat and grabbing softly but being my alpha male self.

"I really fucking do...I like play time with you it seems..." Molly looked like I had just fucked the life from her.

Oh baby girl...you'll never be ready now...

"We'll see when we unleash what's between my legs..." I grabbed Molly by the small of her back and pinned her to my hips.

"I should've drank less..." She whined, knowing I wasn't gonna fuck her in this state. I want this sweet little creature to remember me fucking her in half.

"You should've but then you wouldn't have called." I said, teasing her lips with mine.

"Jesus. Christ. You are a fucking sex pot. I think we are definitely on the same level sexually." Molly breathed.

"There isn't a doubt in my fucking mind about that, gorgeous." I ran my lips down her neck in light kisses then nipped here and there.

"Can...will you stay the night with me?" She asked in a breathy tone.

"Will you remember me staying with you?" I couldn't help that my tone was getting more aggressive.

"I will...promise." Molly nodded and kissed my cheek.

"Then I'll stay with my little elf..." I promised right back to her then picked her up and helped her out of the men's room.

I paid Molly's tab, grabbed her Hawaiian pizza then lead her out to my car. Molly got her seat belt on and was shivering. She finally got cold. I grabbed my hoodie from the backseat and helped her put it on then got in the driver's side, staring our adventure back to her place...which I realized I didn't know where it was.

"Th-Thank you..." She chattered, "You're gonna wanna take PCH south..." Poor Molly was shivering so bad.

"Take the shirt off. You'll warm up faster." I said in a rather demanding tone but still sweet.

She has this fucking effect on me. I just wanna take care of Molly Gravewood. She deserves it and I'm definitely volunteering as tribute.

Molly took her shirt off under my hoodie and I got her home....with some troublesome directions. I took her to her bedroom, helping her change out of her pants then getting her in a pair of panties and shorts.

"Are you going to lay with me?" She asked, sounding the most hopeful.

"Okay but no sex. I want you to feel and remember me." I winked at her.

Molly smiled and nodded back, "Then at least just strip down and climb into bed with me." 'She grinned.

Notes

Thank you everyone who's reading! So sorry I didn't update for a few days! I went to the A7X Pizza Party and had a blast!!