Chapter 98 Too Good For Me

• SCARLETT.
• I don't think I'd ever get tired of feeling Finn's hands all over my body. He had become sort of an addiction that even my addiction to sex came second right now. I know this wouldn't end up in sex and it didn't really bother me. Though my molten magma still boiled really hard, I seemed to have a way to control it. I seemed to have a way to forget about it.
• His hands left my face and traveled down my covered arms. He slipped his hands into my shirt and I moaned when his warm hands touched my skin. "Oh, Finn,"