Page 29 of The Prodigy


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"I was hired to find Ms. Crawford," he pants.

"By who?"

"Her biological brother, Domani Brambilla."

"Jesus Christ."

"You're back!" Scarlett cries, dropping the stack of books she's inventorying in the stockroom and rushing toward me. She flings herself at my chest, hitting me like a missile.

I catch her, dragging her into my arms. My hand delves into her hair, my mouth descending on hers in a hot kiss. It's been too long since I tasted that mouth. She moans, pressing her tits up against my chest and twining her arms around my neck.

My cock throbs, nestling against her belly.

I only intend to kiss her, but as soon as she moans my name, all my good intentions go flying out the window. I need in her. Now. Reaching out blindly, I shove the door to the stockroom closed and flip the lock. Maddie will be fine on her own for a few minutes while I take care of my girl. From the looks of it, she's got things under control out there anyway. Rafe was dusting shelves when I came in, and Playboy was reading to two little kids in the children's section.

There were a suspicious number of women in the store.

"Finn," my little bookworm moans, squirming against me.

"You need my cock, pretty baby?" I growl, picking her up around the waist and dropping her on the desk. I pry her legs apart, working her skirt up her hips at the same time. My fingers run over the seam of her pants, and I growl again when I feel how wet she already is for me.

"Yes," she moans. "Oh, please. Oh, please."

She begs so sweet when she wants to fuck.

I flick her panties to the side to play with her cunt, groaning at the feel of her sticky juices against my fingers. She's so damn hot. Fuck. I need to taste her again.

"Lean back."

She obediently leans back, balancing carefully atop the desk.

I drop to my knees in front of her, dragging her ass to the edge of the desk.

"Don't let anyone hear you," I growl, and then bury my face in her pussy.

Her shocked cry turns into a whine, her heels digging into my back. She rides my face from below, greedy for the orgasm she knows I'll give her. I lick and suck, fucking my tongue into her little hole and then circling it around her clit. Jesus, she tastes even better than she did last night. I need her even more than I did this morning.

I have a feeling that will always be the case with her. Every time I get inside her, it'll only intensify the ache, only make me crave her more. I'm a Scarlett junkie, craving the next hit before the first has even left my system.

"Oh, oh," she moans, right there on the edge.

I rip myself away from her cunt, rising to my feet.

"No," she whines.

"You come when I say you can come, Scarlett." I tug my zipper down, freeing my cock. God, he hurts for her. Like he hasn't had a taste of her at all. "And you aren't coming unless it's on my cock."

"Then get in me," she demands, her eyes on fire with a combination of fire and fury. They compel me, commanding me to obey and give her what she needs. She's the sweetest little bookworm, so obedient until she doesn't get what she wants. And then she turns into a fiery little goddess with the devil in her soul.

I'd crawl through hell to do her bidding.

"Finn!" she shouts when I thrust into her hard, my hand around her throat.

My head kicks back, a loud groan echoing through the storeroom. "Goddamn, this pussy. You have any idea how fucking good it feels wrapped around my cock, Scarlett?"

"Yes," she moans, writhing on top of the desk.

"It's so tight. So wet. So fucking hot." I pump my hips, pounding into her. "I'm going to leave my dick imprinted in it, pretty baby. Gotta make sure it knows who it belongs to."

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