Chapter 47: The Next Morning

-Molly POV-

Happiness bloomed through me, stronger than anything I had ever felt before. Scott looked down at me with warm, soft joy and a large amount of pride. It was a beautiful sight and filled me with my own sense of pride for submitting to him the way I did.
“Hold on to me for a moment,” he whispered as he pressed his temple against mine.
I did as he asked without hesitation and was glad I did when he began to pull out of me. My inner walls seemed to cling to him, almost as if they were protesting having to let him go. I loved the feeling of connection between us.
Little sparks of pleasure raced through me as the head of his cock rubbed against my sensitive walls as he pulled out. A low, rumbling groan told me he felt it, too.
As soon as he pulled free, he disposed of his condom, then jerked on his pants before heading out of the room.
My heart jumped with a sense of dread and abandonment washed over me. I barely had the energy to cover up, much less figure out what was going on. I tried to hold back the tears as my mind continued to whirl with uncomfortable thoughts. I felt alone and just wanted to cover up. Forcing myself upright, I reached over to grab a blanket just as the door opened again.
Scott was standing there, and as soon as he saw me, he looked worried.
"Everything alright, baby girl? You cold?" Scott asked as he hurried over to me.
I didn't know what to say or how to say it. But Scott must have seen my thoughts on my face. He hurried over to me and laid a few things on my bed.
Scott reached over and gently grabbed the blanket to wrap me up in it. Pulling me into his arms, he held me close as he pressed gentle kisses on my forehead.
The warmth of his body soothed me, and the dark feelings slowly began to fade away.
"What happened, baby?" Scott asked quietly.
"I-I don't know," I admitted just as softly. "One minute, I was okay, and the next... you were gone and..."
"Ohhh, I see," he replied.
I tried to pull away and look at him, but Scott pushed my head back down on his chest.
"Shhh, it's okay. I should have told you what I was doing," Scott explained softly. "I didn't mean to upset you."
"I don't know why I was so upset, to be honest," I admitted in bemusement.
"What we did was really intense, Molly. I'm not shocked you were feeling a little out of control for a moment. I should have told you where I was going and that I'd be back. I'll remember better next time," he promised softly.
I nodded, not sure if I really understood what he was saying. But I was just glad that he was there holding me. I closed my eyes and sunk into him, letting the warmth of his body soothe the last of my frazzled nerves. He continued to rock me for a few minutes, then gently set me down on the bed again.
"I'm going to get us cleaned up. Alright?" Scott told me softly.
I nodded, feeling a little drowsy. Now that all the negative emotions had drifted away, the sweet euphoria of satisfaction in giving up control and letting my Master take care of me settled in once again.
I felt the warmth of the cloth run down my legs and between them. The heat and slow, soft strokes soothed me even further.
By the time he was done, I was already half asleep when Scott rolled me back into the blanket and held me close again.
"Rest, little one," he whispered as I drifted off. "You're safe with your Master."
I took those sweet words to sleep with me and felt their power even in my dreams.

I woke up slowly, not ready to let go of my hot, sexy dream. That was until I felt real hands running over my body.
"Wake up, sweet one. Your Master needs to hear the sweet sounds of orgasm, now," Scott demanded in a gruff voice.
Half awake and drowning in pleasure, there wasn't a thought in my head of disobeying him. Keeping my eyes closed, I wrapped my arms around him and gave in to his touch. His hands touched every spot he could reach as his mouth followed the same trail.
"Spread your legs, baby girl," he told me.
I opened up to him and moaned when his fingers found my clit. My body began to tremble and jerk with pleasure as he flicked and pinched a
"Fuck, you are soaking wet. I love that you're ready when I am," Scott praised me.
"Th-Thank you, Master. Please... please, may I cum?" I begged him.
I heard a low, sensual chuckle. "Oh yes, I wouldn't have it any other way. I want to hear my sweet name from your lips."
His fingers moved faster, and I didn't even try to hold on to any sense of reality as the pleasure flowed over me. My orgasm hit hard and fast, forcing me to hold on tight to Scott as I rode it out. Before the last sweet, exquisite spasm was out of me, Scott knelt between my legs, and in one smooth move, he pushed deep inside me.
"Ohhh, god, yes," he groaned. "God, your pussy feels so amazing wrapped around me."
"You feel amazing buried inside me," I whimpered.
He chuckled. "If you think that feels amazing, hold on tight, little one."
Immediately, Scott began to move hard and fast, as if he couldn't wait another moment. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held on tight again, arching my hips into him.
He pulled my head onto his shoulder as he whispered into my ear about how good I was making him feel and how much he wanted to hear me cum. His words seemed to be the last thing I needed to push me over the edge. His name was the last word on my lips before the pleasure took me over.
Scott stiffened and growled in my ear as he found his own pleasure. The sounds of pleasure and satisfaction he made gave me a goofy smile.
Gradually, inch by inch, Scott pulled out of me. I whimpered as we lost our connection, but I was placated when he rolled over and draped my body across his chest.
He kissed my temple and whispered a breathless "good girl" to me.
I was a good girl... a very good girl, I thought with a giggle.
"Molly?"
My heart stopped at the sound of the voice coming through the door. I couldn't believe this was happening. There was no way that my MOTHER was on the other side of the door... not after... oh god, what did she need? Why was she home? Oh god, what if she heard us?
"Molly, honey? You alright?" my mother called again.
No, no, I was not alright. My mind was panicking as I looked up at Scott. I could see my emotions reflected in his eyes, and I found myself saying the only thing I could think of.
"HIDE!"