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Her inner walls clench around me.
"You want to come, don't you?"
"Yes!"
"Then slip your hand between your thighs and play with your clit like a good girl," I growl. "I want to feel your fingers against my balls while I'm fucking you."
She jumps to obey, slipping one hand between our bodies to circle her clit. Her fingertips bump against my balls, and I damn near lose my mind. Fuck, I wish I had her spread out naked in the bed so I could really enjoy the sight of her like this.
"That's it," I croon, stroking deep as she plays with her clit. "Feel how hot you are for me, pretty baby? You've been thinking about this all day, haven't you?"
"Yes," she moans, writhing in pure ecstasy.
"Then give it to me. Cream all over me."
She whines, circling her clit faster. I pound into her until the desk rocks beneath us, trying to get her there. Fuck, she needs to get there before I lose it. I tighten my grip on her throat and she goes up like kindling, detonating around me.
"Finn," she cries, her hazel eyes locked on mine as she unravels.
I growl her name as her cunt locks down on my shaft, milking the cum from my balls. I thrust into her deep and still, filling her full of me. Cum spurts from my cock in heavy pulses, filling her until it leaks out, making a mess of both of us.
"Fuck," I chant. "Fuck, fuck."
"I love you."
I collapse forward, pressing my forehead to hers and panting for breath. "I love you, Scarlett Crawford from Gatsby Books," I whisper against her lips. "So much it's terrifying."
"Then I'll be brave enough for both of us," she whispers back, making me smile.
She's already brave enough for both of us.
I kiss her softly, sinking into her, loving her gently as we both come down. My hands brush up and down her sides in lazy passes. I can't help myself. Taking care of this woman is instinctive to me. I live and breathe for her. There isn't anything I wouldn't do to make her happy.
But I really don't want to fucking tell her what I learned today.
I don't have a choice though. She has every right to know where she came from and I won't hide that from her, no matter if it does worry the fuck out of me.
"Come on," I murmur, reluctantly pulling back. "Let's get you cleaned up."
I pull out of her, groaning when I lose her heat, and then reach for tissues to clean her up. She blushes, which makes me smile. She's so damn shy. I can't wait to fuck that out of her. It'll probably take a lifetime, but I'm up for the task.
"Your brothers are good for business," she says once her clothes are back in order. "We should have hot guy days around here way more often."
I narrow my eyes on her.
"I'm just saying," she says, holding her hands up. "Books have been flying off the shelves all day long. Silas may be a creepy stalker, but he turned this place into every woman's fantasy. It's like book boyfriend mecca out there."
"You aren't allowed to have book boyfriends, Scarlett."
"Uh, yes, I am, super-spy Finn Taylor."
"Do not make me spank you."
"Please do." She grins at me, waggling her brows suggestively.
I shake my head, pulling her toward me to kiss the shit out of her. "No book boyfriends unless they look like me, Scarlett Crawford from Gatsby Books."
"Fine," she mutters. "But then you better do book boyfriend things or I'm going to be highly upset, super-spy Finn Taylor."
