Page 14 of The Prodigy


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"Kissing you." Before she has too long to think about that, I delve my hand into her copper waves to tip her head back and then slant my mouth down over hers. My lips brush hers in a soft pass as she melts into me, her hands clutching at my arms to pull me closer.

I want to sink into her slowly and enjoy this moment, but I'm a greedy bastard who has spent the last three days obsessing about kissing this mouth. So I don't sink into her. I flick my tongue against her lips, demanding entry. Hers part with a soft sigh of surrender as she offers herself up to me without reservation.

My tongue touches hers and my entire damn universe realigns itself, orbiting around her. Her kisses, her laughter, her smiles. Fuck, I'm done for, another victim to the waters of this town. Except I don't think I can call myself that when I've been drinking the stuff by the gallon and showering two damn times a day, trying to soak up whatever mystical powers it seems to possess.

She whimpers, pressing her body against mine. My dick nestles against her belly. As soon as she feels it, a loud moan ripples through the room. She shivers in my arms, pressing even closer. Ah, hell. My little bookworm wants me.

"Fuck," I growl against her lips, planting my hands on her ass. I squeeze her cheeks through her jeans, groaning at how they overflow my palms. There's so much of her to love. I feel like a damn kid set loose in a candy store with an unlimited budget and no rules. Everything on the shelves will be mine. No one else can have a single piece of her.

"Finn," she moans.

I boost her up into my arms, needing a better taste of that mouth. Her legs wrap around my hips, putting her hot center right up against my cock. I fall back against the door, gripping her ass to grind her against me. I can't help it. Heaven is right there, and I want a taste. Just a little taste to tide me over until I'm inside her.

Her cry of shocked delight has cum leaking into my boxers. I know as soon as I hear it that no one has ever touched her before. No one has ever had their hands on her body or made her feel this good before. My little bookworm is all mine…and I'm all hers.

"I'm going to make you come, pretty baby," I whisper, kissing a trail down her throat. I stop to lavish attention on the pulse pounding there and then move lower, dipping my tongue into the hollow, and then tracing the tip of it along her collarbone. "When you sleep tonight, I want your last thought to be my name."

"Finn," she whispers.

I rock her against me, riding her against my cock, letting her feel how damn good we're going to be together. She won't need her dirty books and her imagination with me. I'll be her own personal fucktoy. My fingers, my tongue, and my cock will be at her disposal any time of the day or night. As soon as her pretty cunt starts to ache, I'll be ready to take care of it for her, in whatever kinky, filthy way she wants.

"You're going to fall in love with me, Scarlett," I growl, pressing my face to her chest. I breathe in her scent—the sweetest vanilla—and then bite her nipple through her shirt. I rake the hard bud through my teeth, making sure she feels every second of it. "Every inch of you is going to be mine."

She cries out, her head falling back. Her nails dig into my shoulder blades as she rocks against me, mindlessly chasing the pleasure. She uses me to get herself off now, andfuck, I love it. She's beautiful as she rocks and moans, tangled up in rapture.

The pattern her hips follow becomes smaller and more defined as she finds her sweet spot. Her cries become shorter, more urgent. Ah, hell. She's going to come all over me.

"Kiss me, pretty baby," I demand, chasing her lips with mine. "I want to taste you while you're creaming all over me."

She whines my name, pressing her lips to mine.

"Come," I growl, giving her permission to let go. She needs it, I know she does.

Her sharp cry of relief rips through me, setting me on fire for her. Cum shoots up my shaft, spilling into my boxers as she rocks against my erection a final time and then unravels in my arms. She shakes as she comes, clinging to my shoulders and moaning my name in a way that I'll be hearing in my dreams for the rest of my damn life.

I've never been a religious man, but I think heaven is real. I just found it in a teal room with a goddess in my arms. It'll take every angel on the payroll to cast me out now. This little bookworm is mine, and I'm keeping her.

"Finn," she whispers, slumping against my chest.

Her heart pounds against my sternum, the most real thing I've ever felt.

I bury my face in her hair and take a deep breath.

"That wasn't kissing," she says after a moment.

"It was kissing with benefits."

She laughs quietly, her body shaking against mine. And then she pulls back to look at me, her face flushed, her hazel eyes dilated. Damn, she's beautiful. "I like benefits," she whispers sweetly.

"Me too." I kiss the tip of her nose and then reluctantly slide her down my body. I don't let her go though, not yet. Instead, I hold her for a minute, cuddling her close. "Since I fully intend on keeping you, we're going to be exploring a lot of benefits, Scarlett. Alotof benefits."

"Do I get a say?" she asks, one brow arched.

"Pretty baby, you have all the power here." I cup her cheek, rubbing my thumb across her bottom lip. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm kind of obsessed with you." This makes her smile. "Your word is law. Unless your word is no. Then you'll just have to pick a different word because that one won't work for me."

"Consent matters, super-spy Finn Taylor."

"I'll never force you to do anything you don't want to do. But I won't let you run from me either, pretty baby. We're happening. So you're just going to have to get on board with that, Scarlett Crawford from Gatsby Books."

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