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“None of your business.”

Riley stands up, and I backstep to give her some room. When she turns to me, I can tell she’s self-conscious… But why? I’ve been inside her body all damn day.

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

She snaps at me. “Who’s ashamed?”

Gently, I gather her into my arms in order to get a good look at her eyes. I need to know what this is about, and figuring it out is going to take a little finesse.

“Tell me honestly.” I kiss her cheek.

“Finn—”

I kiss her fiercely and don’t stop until we’re both breathing heavily. One of my hands gropes her ass, and the other slides between her cheeks to rub a circle around her little rosebud, making her mewl. Maybe she’s not ready yet, but she will be soon. I won’t stop until I claim Riley in every way.

Chapter 19

Finn

“You’re an asshole,” she tells me later, after I make her come from another pounding and a little rim job.

We’re back in the bathroom, sitting in a full tub of warm water. Good thing the mansion has multiple hot water heaters. Otherwise, we’d be freezing our asses off.

Riley’s in my lap facing me. In between kisses, she enlightens me about my many faults.

“What else?” I sprinkle her jaw with more kisses.

“You always say the wrong thing.”

“And?”

“You’re arrogant.”

“Keep going,” I rasp against her throat, angling my cock at her entrance underwater. Why her insults make me want sex, I have no idea. Especially since we’ve already had plenty today…

Riley shivers in my arms as she reads my mind and seats herself on my dick.

“You’re mean…” She breathes, rocking slowly up and down. “Pushy. Grumpy.”

“Yeah?” I squeeze her around the middle, holding her here.

“Caustic.Cruel.”

“Mm.” My lips claim hers. “If I’m that bad, why are you riding my cock?”

“Because I’ve always wanted to,” Riley blurts out, her admission as matter-of-fact as everything else she’s said in the last ten minutes.

With five little words, this woman throws my world on its side.

I’ve always wanted to?

I handle my cock, pulling out of her the next time she lifts herself. Another tremor passes through her. Her questioning eyes come to mine.

“Since when?” I’ve never been so serious about anything.

Riley Brennan’s always wanted to ride my dick? I’m going to need an explanation on this one.

She gapes at me, like she doesn’t know what I’m asking, and then I see all the dots connect in her mind. I’ve never seen anyone so visibly caught out. I know she’s embarrassed, but I’m too curious to care about her comfort. I need to know.




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