Page 127 of Cruel Prep (Princes of Ravenlake Academy 1)

I crawl onto the bed, ready to move over her, but before I can, Lily rolls off the bed and runs across the room.

I flop on the bed with a groan. “Woman, you are driving me crazy.”

She laughs, and I hear a drawer open and close. “There’s just one more thing we need to take care of.”

“What in the hell could we possibly need to take care ofright now?”

I feel her weight on the bed, and I reach out blindly and yank her down onto the mattress. I press my knee between her legs and crawl over her, and when I look down, I see exactly what couldn’t wait.

Lily is holding the collar I put on her neck months ago.

The one I took off the night everything changed.

Her cheeks are pink, her eyes wide and bashful, but she slips the key into the lock, opens it, and then hands it to me.

“I want to be yours, Finn.”

“You are mine, baby. You don’t need to wear a lock to prove that to anyone,” I say, though the thought of my lock being around her neck makes me hot.

“I know,” she says. “But I want it. Please. Put it on me.”

I told Lily the first night she was ever in my room that I would ruin her.

I told her she would beg for me to do dirty things to her.

But I never imagined it would come true quite like this. I was just trying to scare her, trying to terrify her into running away and never coming back.

But now, she is mostly naked, lying underneath me, choosing for me to dominate her.

I’ve never seen anything sexier in my entire life.

She props herself up on her elbows, and I wrap the chain around her neck. By the time I press the lock together, my cock is aching between my legs.

The lock rests against her collarbone just above the swell of her breasts. The fact that this beautiful girl is mine is almost too much to bear.

“You’re mine,” I say, mostly to myself.

Lily slides her hand down the flat planes of my stomach and lower, slipping inside my waistband and grabbing my hard length.

“I’m yours,” she repeats, her voice hoarse. “So, take me.”

At her command, I’m too excited to do more than pull myself free of my pants, shove her panties to the side, and plunge inside of her.

She is wet and ready, and she takes me in one thrust, her body arching with the pleasure of our meeting.

I saw into her again and again, slapping our bodies together until her fingernails dig into my back, and she is writhing beneath me.

“Finn, Finn,” she breathes, rolling herself up onto me, meeting me with every thrust. “Fuck, Finn. Yes.”

The dirty words are perfect on her lips, and I slide into her until her body eases back into the mattress, coming down from her orgasm.

Then, I pull out of her and strip her down, pulling her panties down with my teeth just like I imagined. When we are both naked, I roll her over and prop her up on her knees.

She keeps her head and shoulders on the bed and spreads her knees, opening herself to me.

I position myself at her opening and slide inside with a low, breathy curse.

She is tight and warm around me, and I grab her hips for better leverage, pulling her against me with every thrust.

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