“Great.” His hand that was on my upper arm reaches down and takes my hand. He pulls on it until I’m following him out of the little office and around the desk.
“Night, Ava,” I say as he pulls me along.
“Emma?” she asks, but I shake her off.
Now I’m practically jogging to keep up with him. “Slow down,” I grumble.
“Oh, sorry.” He chuckles nervously. “I forgot your legs are a lot shorter than mine.”
Whatever. “Where are we going?”
“Let’s go down to the archives.”
The archives are the darkest, dustiest, and dingiest part of the library. It’s the place they hold everyone’s dissertations and theses. You know, the things no one ever reads again. “Well––” I can’t think of an argument, so I follow his lead down the weird set of stairs that lead to the bowels of the library. Once there, Eli pushes open the door, reaches to his right and flips a switch. A few lights flicker on and I have to wonder how he knows about this place. I mean, he knew right where the switch was. I’m about to ask him when I feel his hands slide beneath my armpits and I’m lifted into the air. There’s enough light to let me see I’m being moved to my left. When he sets me down, something cold hits my bottom. I look down and see a short filing cabinet.
“Eli––?”
I don’t get to finish that either because his mouth is on mine so fast, there’s no time for me to question him. His arms wrap around me and his body finds its way between my legs. My crotch is lined up perfectly with his. I hate to say this, but I don’t mind it.
When he pulls away from my mouth, his lips move across my cheek down to my neck. “That picture was nothing. I pushed her away. Ask Cody.” He nibbles on my ear, which makes me tilt my head away to give him more room to work. My goodness, it feels good. “I met Cody there to talk aboutyou.” Eli’s mouth moves back to mine. “All I can think about is you.” His tongue swipes at my mouth. “Open those pretty lips for me.”
I can’t refuse. I guess I’m weak. Or stupid. When I open my mouth, I feel his tongue seeking mine. I don’t hesitate. I kiss him right back. And it’s good.Reallygood. I feel it through my entire body. We’re lined up together and his hardness is pressing against me, making me squirm. I press myself into him and hit that spot. The one I discovered on my own. Moaning at the feeling, I do it again.
“You like that.” Eli sounds breathless.
“Yeah.” I really like it.
“Good. Now rub that sweet little pussy against me, Em.”
His words make me stop, suddenly. “Uh…” I mean, do I want to be doing that? In the archives?
“Please.” Eli kisses my neck, then he suckles. When his palms make their way down to my butt, I feel him add pressure there until I’m pressed against him closer than before. I moan at the sensation.
“Eli.”
When he presses into me, I moan again.
“Is this okay?” he asks as he does it again.
“Yessss.” I wrap my arms around him and hold him so close and so tightly, it feels like we’re one. “Eli. More.”
He’s begun to press against me rhythmically. Each time with a bit more pressure than the last. He’s hitting that spot that’s taking me higher and higher until––until. “Eli,” I squeak. A feeling of euphoria rushes through my lower half. “Eli,” I say rather breathlessly.
His grasp on my bottom is firmer now and he thrusts faster, then suddenly stops, releasing a moan that vibrates through my body. “Emma,” he whispers in my ear. “Wow.”
When he starts to laugh, I stiffen up.Why is he laughing?Doing my best to push him away, I scoot my bottom to the edge of the filing cabinet. “Let me down.”
“No. Em—”
“Let me down.” I look up into his eyes. “Please. Let me down.”
“Not until we talk.”
“That’s what you said when you brought me down here.” But I need to know. “Have you brought other girls down here?”
He’s quiet. Too quiet.
“Yes.”
