-Molly POV-
Happiness bloomed through me, stronger than anything I had ever felt before. Scott looked down at me with warm, soft joy and a large amount of pride. It was a beautiful sight and filled me with my own sense of pride for submitting to him the way I did.
“Hold on to me for a moment,” he whispered as he pressed his temple against mine.
I did as he asked without hesitation and was glad I did when he began to pull out of me. My inner walls seemed to cling to him, almost as if they were protesting having to let him go. I loved the feeling of connection between us.
Little sparks of pleasure raced through me as the head of his c**k rubbed against my sensitive walls as he pulled out. A low, rumbling groan told me he felt it, too.
As soon as he pulled free, he disposed of his c***
