-Scott’s POV-
Molly's gorgeous face was so beautifully flushed from her orgasms that it was difficult to pull my eyes away. Reaching up, I brushed her hair out of her eyes. I didn't want anything to block my view of her face at such an important moment.
She looked like a goddess... A very amazing, satisfied goddess. That made me damned proud to own her and to be the reason behind that look on her face. Needing her close, I tunneled my hand through her hair and pulled her face into my neck. I buried my face in her hair and breathed her in. Molly had an addictive scent every day. But right now, it was mixed with the musky scent of sex, making it irresistible.
"God, you smell so good," I whispered to her.
