Scott's POV-
I left Molly's room and immediately walked across the hall to my room. I needed a few moments to collect myself before rejoining the family downstairs. It was a very bad idea to attend a family dinner with an erection pressing against the zipper of my slacks.
When I had opened the door to Molly's room, the last thing I had expected was to see her standing there in that sexy, flimsy underwear set.
The only thing I could think of was how easily I could rip them off her to get at her sweet body.
I ached to have her under my hands, my mouth, and bury my cock deep in her hot, wet pussy over and over again until she had no choice but to admit she was mine.
I didn't need anything to tell me that Molly was meant to be mine. Every bone in my body screamed at me to hold her tightly and never let her go. Her kindness, compassion, and fierce, fiery passion were everything that I needed in my life. There was no way I was going to let her go... again.
