“Lily, it’s me.”
My pulse leapt at the familiar, deep voice and its posh accent. I quickly saved my document and got up from the table to unlock the door. Sebastian pushed his way in as soon as I did and then slammed the door shut behind him, locking it.
“What are you doing?” I gaped up at him.
“I texted you.”
“My phone is on silent. Did my mother tell you I was in here?”
“No, you told me this morning you’d booked a study room. I knocked on every single one until I found you.”
If he’d made this effort to hunt me down, something must be wrong. My mind jumped to the worst conclusions. “Did something happen?”
“Well, I have a problem,” he said with grave seriousness.
“What’s wrong?”
Sebastian gently took hold of my hips and started backing me toward the table as he spoke. “A few days ago I reunited with the love of my life and on the day she told me she’d welcome my amorous attentions, my sister showed up and cock-blocked me.”
I burst into laughter even as heat licked through my lower belly. “Is that right?”
“Yes. And now I can’t stop thinking about your eyes or your laugh or your smile or the way you moan when I’m inside you.” His voice thickened. “So, when you reported you would be locked in a room with no windows at the library, I must confess I didn’t imagine you in it studying.”
My knees trembled as Sebastian maneuvered me onto the table. My lower belly clenched with need. “Oh?”
“No. And while a better man might wait to get you in his bed where he can gently make love to you … I need you, Lily.” He leaned his forehead against mine. “I need you so much it’s all I can think about.”
Honestly, when my mum had told me stories of booting horny couples out of study rooms or quiet corners of the library, I’d wrinkled my nose in disgust. Who would have sex in a library? A library was to be respected and the people who were there using it to further their education were to be respected.
Yet I did not think any of those things as I opened my thighs, welcoming Sebastian between them. Truthfully, I couldn’t think beyond how much I wanted him. He seemed to release some kind of magical pheromone that made me instantly needy.
He gripped my hips, pulling me against him so I could feel how much he wanted me too. “Lily, Lily …” His voice was hoarse around my name. Then his lips brushed my throat, and my head fell back on a gasp. Who would have thought the mere feathery caress of his mouth would elicit such a deliciously shivery reaction?
“You smell incredible,” he murmured as he kissed beneath my chin. “Youareincredible. You’re all I can think about.”
“Sebastian,” I moaned, my fingers digging into his back, pulling him closer.
“I love the way you say my name. I want to hear you say it as you come.” Hot determination glinted in his beautiful blue-green eyes and his hand slipped between my thighs. At the tug of the zipper on my jeans, tingles exploded to life right where I hoped he was aiming to explore.
A loud knocking lingered on the periphery of my awareness, but Sebastian’s fingers were dipping beneath my underwear so?—
“Lily Sawyer, this is your mother!”
Her voice was an icy shower of reality blasting over us both. We froze, eyes wide, and the heat of foggy lust dissipated.
Oh my goodness, was I actually about to have sex in the library?
“Lily!”
“Coming!”
Sebastian’s lips trembled with disgruntled laughter. “Well, you were about to.”
“Get off me,” I hissed, swatting his hand out of my jeans.
His broad shoulders shook with amusement as he moved away while I zipped up my jeans. Sebastian murmured, “Granny naked. Granny naked in a shower with English. Granny naked in a shower with English.” He shuddered in revulsion. “That’ll do it.”
At my mum’s insistent knocking, I threw my boyfriend a harried look before unlocking the study room.
