-Scott's POV-
When I caught sight of Molly lounging alluringly on the bed, I almost forgot everything but her. The black, sheer negligee emphasized every sexy curve in a way that no other woman could have pulled off.
Molly was gorgeous no matter what, but right now, she looked more beautiful than even a goddess could.
Molly WAS a goddess, in my eyes.
Desire slammed into my gut, and I worried if I didn't look away, then I would lose control.
"What's wrong?" Molly asked.
Her sexy, sweet voice helped shake me out of the spell I was under.
"Nothing, baby girl. Everything is fine. Now... let's discuss the rules once more... shall we?" I began with a wink.
I saw her face fall a bit. Obviously, she had been hoping her sexy little outfit would make me forget. It did not look like she was happy to see it had failed.
"Yes, Master," she replied reluctantly.
