“Beg, Kimber.”
“Please fuck me.”
Each time I begged, he barely touched my bundled, excited nerves. It was enough to keep me enthralled, but not enough to take me closer to my climax.
I needed to come.
He was driving me mad.
“Beg, Kimber. Beg me to fuck you.”
“Fuck me, please.”
“No.”
“Fuck me, Elex.”
“Try harder.”
His wicked finger danced and danced over my clit. I couldn’t deal with it. My mind was gone. I wanted him deep inside, and I wanted him to come too.
“Elex, please!”
“No.”
“Fuck me, Elex! Fuck me!Drive your cock into me!”
His answer was the piercing of his cock into my pussy again. Harder this time, relentless, driving in and in again and again as Elex commanded me.
I was wound so tight—too tight!—I was sure that I was going to pass to the next world before I could actually come.
I didn’t need to worry about that after all.
Elex’s finger left my pussy for just a moment and returned with a slap.
It broke me.
I screamed my orgasm to the empty library hall. There was no mistaking the sexual delight as it echoed through the room or the slap of his balls against my heated flesh.
Following my climax, his was upon him, and he yelled it into the same space as mine. Pumping himself once, twice, three times, I lost count, his cock exploding with his cum, painting my channel with his release.
He collapsed on top of me, his heart hammering against his ribs. His weight pressed me harder against the table, but I didn’t mind.
His body felt so good, so hot against mine.
We breathed together, and after just a few seconds, he realized he was on top of me, and lifted himself up.
Dragging a chair close, he collapsed into it and pulled me onto his lap. Exhausted and still recovering from my massive orgasm, my eyelids fluttered trying to stay open. Gentle fingers brushed the hair from my eyes.
“I was going to hesitate about moving in with you.”
I managed to make a questioning noise. I was curious what he was going to say.
“Yeah, I think I need to. I can’t fuck you in the library like this.”
I grinned. “You can try.”
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