Chapter 46: Connections

-Molly's POV-

Scott spread soft kisses down my face and to my lips. The moment our lips touched, he swept me into his arms, and the kiss turned ravenous. His hands gently roamed my body, tweaking my nipples and caressing my sensitive, heated skin.
As he pulled away, his lips followed the trail of his hands.
"M-Master? Are you... oh god, yes!. Again?" I whimpered out as his mouth found my nipples.
He chuckled against my breast. "Still haven't figured out that we're not done until I say so."
Scott's hand slipped between my legs and easily found my clit. Anything else I wanted to say was cut off by a moan that had boiled up from the pit of my stomach.
My hips jerked against him, and he quickly drove me to the peak.
For a brief moment, I was worried he wasn't going to let me cum again. But when he whispered against my distended nipples, his words put my fears at ease.
"Cum for me, little sub. I want you to cum until I tell you to stop," he demanded.
Scott's name flew from my lips as pleasure sparked every nerve ending and slammed into me in sweet waves of sensation. But true to his words, he did not stop.
My body jerked and rode his hand as the pleasure continued to build until it crested in long waves. My head tossed back and forth on the pillow as I whispered Scott's name repeatedly, unable to keep up with all the pleasure he was giving me.
I was drowning, overwhelmed, shaking like a leaf under his touch. My body didn't even feel human anymore, just one large nerve center pulsating. All I couldn't think of was anything beyond chanting his name.
I wasn't sure if I could survive much more, and I was about to warn him when he finally pulled away.
"Good girl. So beautiful when you cum with your Master's name on your lips," Scott whispered in my ear.
He moved away, but I couldn't summon the energy to care. I heard the tear of a wrapper and lazily opened my eyes to see what he was doing.
My body was still pulsating with sensations, and the sight of him putting on the condom and knowing what was coming excited me even more.
After he finished putting it on, he moved down the bed and pushed my knees as far apart as they would part. Scott knelt between them, his eyes locked on the area that was now completely exposed.
"So wet, so ready for more," he purred. "Aren't you, baby girl? You're ready for more."
"Yes, Master," I whispered back to him.
I didn't know if my body could handle it anymore, but I was not about to miss out on anything. I had been dying to feel Scott buried inside me for longer than I cared to admit. There was no way I was stopping this now.
Scott moved into position and gently rubbed the tip of his cock between my nether lips, bumping against my clit.
"Fuck!" I cried, jerking my hips upward.
The moment aligned his cock with my dripping channel, causing Scott to give a husky chuckle.
"So eager, baby girl," Scott commented with approval.
"Yes," I whimpered. "Please, Master!"
"Since you asked so nicely, little subby."
Scott slowly pushed forward, and I felt my tight channel stretch to accommodate his thick girth. I whimpered as the feeling sparked the already overstimulated nerve endings. I couldn't believe there was still any stimulation left in me, but Scott was perfect at finding a way to give me pleasure.
He kept pushing forward until he was fully seated inside me.
"Mmm, shit, you feel better than I imagined," Scott whispered.
He wrapped his arms around my body and pulled me close until our bodies were completely aligned.
"Hold on tight, my little love," Scott whispered in my ear. "Wrap your legs around my waist."
I did as he told me to, burying my face in his neck. Scott began to move inside me, his pelvis grinding against my clit. Pleasure exploded through me as I rocked with him. I had never felt as whole or complete as I did being connected so fully to Scott.
I pulled back slightly and looked into his eyes. It was a sweet, intimate moment, and I felt as if my heart was going to explode.
But as soon as Scott thrust harder, every thought was driven from my head. I arched my hips, grinding my clit harder against his pelvis as he moved.
"Yes, baby. Jesus, yes," he groaned as his arms tightened around me.
"Please! Oh, God! Please, Master!" I begged him.
"Cum, little on," he demanded. "Cum on my cock like the good girl you are."
There was no way I was going to disappoint him. As he moved faster, I felt my body tighten as the sensations grew stronger and deeper.
The air caught in my throat as the pleasure exploded through me. It crested and broke like waves on the shoreline in the middle of a hurricane.
"Yes!" Scott growled.
Before the sweet orgasm was finished, Scott sat up and grabbed my hips. His grip was firm, I knew I would have bruises, but I didn't care. His new position sparked different nerves, causing the pleasure to continue building.
Scott didn't stop there. He began moving harder and faster as if his control had snapped. The idea that Scott was out of control was so damned hot and sexy. But even sexier than that was the sound of his growl and dirty talk that fell from his lips. I had never listened to a man talk dirty to me while having sex. But after listening to Scott, I never wanted to be without it again.
I tried to move with him, to keep up with him, but I couldn't. His thrusts grew harder and faster, driving me into a final, hard orgasm that took the last of the air from my lungs.
Vaguely, I felt Scott stiffen above me a moment before a loud shout before he collapsed over me. He jerked his hips a few times, causing little sparks of pleasure to shoot through my overly sensitive nerves. I whimpered and grabbed his hips to still him.
"Please... Please, Master. No more, I can't take it," I begged him.
"I know, I know,' he soothed me softly. "This is one thing I don't really have control over. Especially when a hot, sexy woman made me cum harder than I have since I was a teenager."
Scott's lips were turned up in a sweet, wicked smile on his lips as he looked down at me. I felt a flush rush up my cheeks. He had made me feel like heaven from top to bottom, and it was nice to know I had gotten close.
"I'm glad that you... ummm... well, enjoyed it," I replied shyly.
Scott bent down slightly and pressed a gentle kiss on my lips. "Enjoy... that's a mild word for what you made me feel."