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Sliding two digits inside her tight cunt, I groan, struggling to contain my own reaction as her slick heat wraps around my fingers.
“God, Em, you’ve got no idea how badly I want to watch your pussy swallow my cock right now.”
She moans, her face scrunched. I still my fingers inside her, and she growls in frustration, working to smooth out the lines. When she’s once again composed, I restart the rhythm, curling my fingers with every thrust, until she’s breathing heavily.
Every time her face goes slack, or she scrunches her eyes shut, I stop until she’s a strung-out, pent-up mess.
“Goddammit, Hawk. I need to come,” she barks.
Smirking, I shift in my seat. “Put your head on the counter, baby. I’ll give you what you want.”
Doing as I say, she rests her head on her forearms, hiding her face in the crook of her arm. From an outsider's perspective, she probably looks upset or stressed out; hell, maybe she even seems like she’s taking a nap.
Now that her face can’t give away what I’m doing, I rub my thumb over her clit as I continue to thrust deep into her pussy, eliciting sweet little moans that go straight to my dick.
“Fucking hell, Little Sparrow, you feel so good,” I groan as she begins to clench around me. “I can feel how close you are. I wish I could see your face, watch as you come apart beneath my fingers. You look so beautiful when you’re shattering for me.”
“Oh, god, Hawk.” My name is the sweetest sound as she goes tumbling over the ledge, her whole body shaking with her release.
She doesn’t lift her head from the table as I remove my fingers with a wet suction sound, wiping them on my trousers before fixing her panties and skirt.
“Feel better?” I ask smugly.
“No,” she growls, her voice muffled. Lifting her head, my eyes linger on the redness of her cheeks. “That was like offering me a kernel of popcorn when the whole bowl is sitting right there.” She waves toward my crotch, her lower lip pushing out in a pout.
It takes a second before I throw my head back and burst out into raucous laughter.
“Did you just compare my dick to a bowl of popcorn?”
“Really delicious, buttery popcorn that you practically inhale before the opening credits have finished rolling, and that leaves you wanting to lick the bowl when you’re done.”
I can’t stop laughing as tears build in my eyes. God, I can’t remember the last time I laughed like this, or if I ever have.
Emilia's carefree attitude—her quirky sense of humor, the hilarious pajamas she loves to wear, and the fact that she doesn’t care what others think about her—always rubs off on me when she’s around. It leaves me feeling less burdened and more easygoing, which isn’t me at all.
I am the farthest thing from easygoing. I’m uptight, moody—not my word, but Hadley sure does like to toss it around—and a general all-round asshole.
Except when I’m around Emilia.
As my laughter peters out, my eyes drop to her lips, my voice coming out low and awed. “I want to kiss you so badly right now.”
Cheeks still glowing, she looks up at me through her eyelashes, smiling coyly.
“You know, now that I’ve mentioned it, I could totally go for a bag of popcorn.” When I continue to stare at her in confusion, she tacks on, “Could you grab me some from the pantry?”
I cock a brow, not sure what she’s getting at. While I’d well believe Emilia is a popcorn for breakfast, ice cream for dinner, and stay in pjs all day kinda girl, today just isn’t one of those days.
Still, I get up and make my way to the walk-in pantry to get her popcorn. Grabbing the bag from the shelf, I turn around, but I don’t make it a single step before Emilia flings herself at me.
Her lips crash with mine, hungry and desperate. Forgotten, the bag of popcorn drops to the floor as I haul her into my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist, and with one hand on her ass, I sink the other into her silky, soft hair, holding her still while I kiss her with equal vigor.
“Fucking hell, Little Sparrow,” I growl into her mouth. “I’ve never been one to lose myself to drugs or alcohol, but I am fucking addicted to you.”
Pulling back so she can stare into my eyes, our heavy breaths mingle in the air between us. “I’m addicted to you, too, Hawk Davenport, and I don’t ever want to find a cure.”
“Baby, there is no cure for what we have.” I capture her lips with mine in another passionate kiss, and we lose ourselves in one another until the faint ringing of a cell phone penetrates through the thick cloud of lust.
“Shit,” I pant, dropping her to the ground before digging my cell out of my pocket. We both glance at Kai’s name flashing on the screen before sharing a tense look. As we crash land back in reality, the heat and passion of a moment ago are already forgotten.
