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She tosses her head back, banging it into the wall. I chuckle before lavishing kisses across her other nipple. She clings to me with her arms and legs, wrapping them around me as much as she can. She’s so petite I barely feel her weight. I could pin her to this wall all night and never stop to rest. That’s how much I’ve been looking forward to getting her alone and naked. She’s hungry for my cock. It’s written all over her face. Her lashes flutter in time with my kisses. Her breath hitches every time I move my lips away for even a moment. She coils against me tighter and tighter as I torment her full, sexy-as-fuck tits.

I’d bury myself in her right now if I didn’t care about her pleasure, but I do. I care far, far too much. I fuck club pussy all the time and don’t give a shit if they come or not. They always do anyway. But with Julia, I want to wring every last drop of pleasure from her trembling body. I need her to understand she’s not like the others. She’s special. She’s the only woman I’ve ever wanted like this. If she doesn’t realize it yet, then after tonight, she’ll be fully aware. I’m going to brand her soul and make it impossible for her even to consider running away from me. Once I’m through with her tonight, she’ll be mine forever.

“Scar, I want you.” She shoves her fingers between us and rips at the ties on my pants. I grab her hands, lace my fingers through hers, and pin them over her head against the wall.

“Shh … There’ll be plenty of time for you to play with my cock. But not until after you come for me.”

“Oh, God,” she whimpers.

I carry her across the room and toss her onto the bed. Somewhere along the way, her robe fell off, but she’s still wearing panties and a silky tank top. All of it needs to go. I want to see every inch of her perfect, curvy body.

“Take off your clothes.”

Her eyes widen, and she sits enough to pull her shirt off before tossing it across the room. I get a perverse pleasure in watching her follow my command. She might think she’s in control, but I own her. She belongs to me. She just doesn’t know it yet.

When she reaches for her panties, I change my mind. I want to taste all that wet silk, so I move her hands to her sides. “Don’t take your hands off the bed until I tell you to.”

She nods.

I slide between her soft thighs and line up my lips with her sweet pussy. The pink silk clings to her damp folds like her hot little box is trying to suck her panties inside. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. I want to grab my phone and snap a photo, but I’d never do that without her permission. I don’t want to risk fucking this up by slowing things down, so I forge ahead, sliding my fingers under the elastic edge and pulling it to one side.

“Fucking hell,” I mutter.

She’s trimmed, which makes it so easy to see everything. Her puffy rose-hued lips glisten in the darkness. My mouth waters, and I almost can’t believe I get to taste her. As I brush my mouth against her swollen flesh, she shivers and runs her fingers through my hair before grabbing a fistful and pulling me hard against her.

“So greedy,” I whisper into her sweetness.

“Scar, don’t tease me.”

I laugh wickedly. I wasn’t planning on torturing her with my tongue, but her desperation brings out my sadistic nature. I may not show her the totality of the monster inside me, but she’s about to get a little glimpse of the darkness in my soul.

I spread her thighs with the palms of my hands, and she bucks her hips, trying to make contact with my tongue. I sit back on my heels and smile at her.

“If you’re not going to behave, I’m going to send you to your room,” I warn.

“Please, don’t make me wait.”

“Maybe I should tie you up and leave you like this for the night.”

“You wouldn’t!”

“I could.”

She sits up, but I push her back down, caging her between my arms. I hover over her, lowering myself just enough to nudge her waiting sex. She arches her back and tries to slide her legs free, but I’ve got her trapped between my thighs. She’s not going anywhere.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me?” I ask.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Scar.”

“That’s better.”

“I’m going to get you back for this.”

“Promise?” I can’t wait to see what she has in mind. She may look like a sweet, innocent librarian, but she’s exquisitely sexy. I doubt she has any idea how wild she can drive a man, so I intend to show her exactly that.