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I nuzzle my face against her throat, bringing my lips close to her ear. "I waited for you, pretty baby," I whisper against her skin. "Just like you waited for me."
"No more waiting, Finn. Make me yours," she demands, wrapping her arms around me. "Make us whole."
I chase her lips with mine, dragging her into a sweltering kiss that leaves her mewling beneath me. I push forward slowly at first, groaning as her cunt stretches around the head of my cock. She mewls again, her fingernails running up and down my back. I pause for a moment, playing with her sugar tongue, and then rock my hips forward in a powerful thrust. Her cherry pops as I impale her on my cock. She whimpers as it tears, breaking my heart.
I try to stay still to allow her to adjust, but I can't stop moving. My hips pulse without my permission, grinding the root of my cock against her clit, trying to get her to take more of me even though she's already taking all nine inches. She's so damn tight, like a vise around me. So hot, it's heavenly torment. I'm the world's biggest asshole because she's squirming in pain, and I'm still moving.
"I'm sorry, pretty baby," I groan, fucking my cock into her in slow pulses. "Shit. I'm sorry. I'm an asshole. Tell me to stop. Fuck, tell me to stop."
"Finn," she moans. "Finn."
Only then do I realize she's not squirming in pain. She's writhing in ecstasy. There's no way I deserve this woman. No way. She's too perfect.
I fall on her like a man possessed, kissing all over her face as I pump and grind and fuck. She turns her face, catching my lips with hers. I thrust my tongue between her lips, fucking her there too. She groans, melting beneath me.
The bed rocks as I fuck her harder, deeper. I push her leg up toward her chest, changing the angle. She cries out in bliss, her hips lifting from the bed to meet mine.
"Good girl," I growl. "Fuck me back."
"Yes," she sobs, writhing all over my cock. "Please don't stop. Harder, Finn. Please, harder."
Ah, hell.
Any hope I had of taking it easy on her dies a quick, painless death. I plant my fists on the bed on each side of her head and give in, pounding her tight cunt the way she wants. Her nails claw down my back, her teeth sinking into my shoulder to stifle her screams.
I grunt a curse, pinning her down beneath me. The headboard taps against the wall, my hips crashing into hers with every powerful thrust. My spine tingles as an orgasm starts to claw its way through me.
"You have to come," I growl. "I can't hold it, pretty baby."
"Finn," she whimpers, her eyes locked on mine. She wants something—needssomething—to send her over the edge. The first book she gave me to read floats to the surface of my mind. Of course.
I wrap my hand around her throat and gently apply pressure. I don't cut off her airway or impede her ability to breathe. That's not what she needs. My kinky little bookworm doesn't want that. She wants to give up control.
"Come," I growl, biting her bottom lip. "Right now."
She creams all over my cock, soaking me in her juices. Her tight cunt pulses and flutters all up and down my shaft, commanding me this time. I roar as my balls draw up and cum shoots from my cock. I pound into her again and again, my seed splashing into her womb.
"Mine!" I growl against her lips, releasing my hold on her throat. "You're mine."
"Yes," she whispers. "Yes."
Chapter Seven
"You'respoilingme,"Iwhisper, cuddling up against Finn's chest as he carries me out of the bathroom and into my room. My feet haven't touched the ground since we made love. He won't let them. As soon as he could move, he pulled me into the shower to clean me up. I didn't have to do a single thing. A girl could get used to this.
"Sugar and honey don't spoil, Scarlett," he says, depositing me in the middle of the bed before crawling in beside me. His muscles shift with every move he makes. He's so damn strong, so fierce. And yet so damn sweet too. This man is a walking, talking contradiction. "Neither do you."
My lips tip up into a smile. I reach up, brushing my fingertip across his cheek. "You're awful good at that, Super-spy Finn Taylor."
"At what?"
"The sweet talk."
"It's not sweet talk when it's true," he says with a shrug, dragging me into his arms and then pulling the covers up over us. "Spoiling means ruining or making something less than it is. There's no such thing as loving you so much that you go bad or diminish, pretty baby."
My heart flutters, my body melting against his.
"Besides, you deserve to be pampered and nurtured and treated like a queen," he murmurs. "Especially after I've been rough with you in bed. When I say it's my job to take care of you, I mean that in all ways, pretty baby. It's my job to make sure you're taken care of emotionally and mentally as well as physically. And believe me, Scarlett, it is no hardship on my part."
