- Molly's POV-
I was lost to Scott, my Master. He was not just the master of my body but of my mind as well. I was absolutely certain he had the upper hand because my mind was not screaming at me to make him stop. In fact, the only thing my mind demanded from me was "more, more, more."
My grip on Scott's hair tightened as I rode his hand, begging for his permission. My entire body was tight with overwhelming pleasure, pulsating with the need to explode for him. Not just for Scott but for myself as well. Every brush of my nipples against my shirt as I moved kept them stimulated and added to the building sensation.
I was trembling with need and felt desperate to reach the sweet peak I knew Scott could bring me to.
"Please, please, Master," I begged as I tried to move against his hand.
"Yes, my little one," Scott purred. "Beg your Master to let you cum."
With his free hand, Scott pushed my face into his neck and laid his lips next to my ear.
