Page 79 of The Rush


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I don’t know why that makes me chuckle, but it does.

Yet another thing I’ve been called my entire life.

Another step.

This one I don’t mind, though. Not when it’s coming from him.

Another step closer and he’s matching my advances.

“I know that,” I say as the space between us dwindles.

Maybe … maybe he means it.

Like, the normal joking way and not in the controlling way.

“At least you acknowledge that part,” Fin almost growls, his boots carrying him forward. “I’m serious, Cedar. I don’t want to leave you alone.”

“You said that.”

“Not what I meant.” Shaking his head, I see Fin’s smirk stretch his lips as his pace quickens and he’s coming closer. “Sweet, you have two seconds.” His features are dark, his voice guttural, as his gait turns into a stalk right in my direction.

“Before what?”

Fin jogs the remaining distance until his breath is washing over my face and his feet stop with his toes touching mine.

“This.” Bending, Fin wraps up my thighs and lifts me into the air until I’m forced to double over his shoulder or be impaled with his tense as hell muscles.

“Fin,”I squeal as I bounce with each of his steps, my fists planting in his ass and hammering away at the tight muscles in my face. Growling when my assault gains me nothing but a quick swat to my own ass that sends another squeal bounding from between my lips, I grip the waistband of his pants and almost hope that I can tug them down enough to embarrass him with a full moon to the world. “Put me down!”

“I’m taking you home with me. End of discussion.”

“No.” I squirm against the forearm he has hooked around the backs of my knees. “I gotta get back to my dad.”

“Ohhh-ho-ho.” Fin’s deep chuckle reverberates from his thick muscles and lands along the parts of my torso that connect with his. “Daddy needs his princessback now, huh?”

I knew not to say that.

“You gonna turn into a punkin’ after all?” Another swat lands on my ass cheek and warms my face more than the blood rushing to it. “Daddy dearest is so going to ground you for being out past curfew.”

“Stop calling him that. It’s fucking weird,” I grunt and push at his pants, unsuccessful in my attempt to de-pants the asshole caveman. “Put me down, Fin.”

“Nah,” he responds as he bounces down a step onto pavement, that I watch pass and my guts scramble a little more with the contact. “I think I’ll hand you right off to yourdaddy.”

Torture. This is torture.

“Guhhh.” I push up from his torso when he comes to a stop and plants another quick slap to my ass that sets my blood on fire.

In the good way.

The freaky way.

Lowering me slowly, Fin slides my body down his in a way that I feel every ridge of tight muscle, every tensed ab, until my feet hit the ground and I’m panting all over again.

Shit.

“Put the fucking helmet on, Cedar.” His demand makes my skin tingle and my pussy clench and my palms sweat.

This is a terrible idea.

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