“You didn’t win the game, so no kissing on the lips.”
He nods his understanding before tipping down to brush his mouth behind my ear. His light touch creates a shivering tingle that races along my spine and all the way down to the tips of my toes. I don’t bother to try to hide it.
I slide both of my hands up his back to squeeze his shoulders as I press my front into him. His hard cock pushes into my belly. It feels so divine, it makes my head swirl.
After turning to the side to nibble on his ear lobe, I whisper, “Uh oh, I seem to have forgotten to wear panties today.”
His guttural groan in response to my words lets me know that my attempts to seduce him are working. He reaches down and snakes his hands up my legs, sliding my skirt up as he goes. When he cups my bare ass cheeks and sees for himself that my words were true, he says, “You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever met.”
When one of his hands finds its way to my front, he grunts out the words, “You’re so wet.”
“Because I want you so much,” I murmur, panting as his fingers slide over my slick heat. He finds my swollen nub and circles it, making me cry out in surprised delight.
When he looks down into my eyes, I reveal, “I’ve never had a man touch me like this. It feels so good.”
“I need to go get a condom,” he says between gritted teeth.
“No,” I answer immediately. At his surprised look, I add, “Nothing would make me happier than to have a child. Don’t worry… I won’t expect anything from you.”
The storm in his eyes turns deadly with desire as he gazes down at me and ponders my words. Evidently making his decision, he reaches down to unfasten his pants.
I watch, mesmerized, as he lowers his zipper and underwear. His impressive manhood juts out as if searching for me. My hand seems magnetized as the desire to touch it nearly overwhelms me.
After reaching out and wrapping my fingers around his thick shaft, I’m surprised to find how smooth and hot the skin is. He tips his head back as I explore it. I pump my hand from root to tip before circling the head with my finger.
Letting out a moan and taking charge, Adam whirls me around to face the library shelves. He growls near my ear, “Spread your legs apart.”
I do as he orders and brace my hands on the shelves. He lifts the back of my skirt up out of the way, revealing my bare ass to him. The heat of him is close behind me as his cock nestles into the crevice between my butt cheeks.
When he reaches around to yank my shirt and bra out of the way before grabbing my breasts, a moan escapes from my throat as my nipples harden in response to his firm, possessive touch. He plucks them and I arch my back, wiggling my ass, and loving the feeling of his hard length on my heated skin.
My movement makes him hiss in a breath just before he reaches down to line himself up with my opening. I freeze and brace for him to slam into me.
Instead, he reaches around to circle my swollen clit, as just the tip of his cock finds its way inside me before sliding back out. I immediately miss the connection with him. My hips rotate and my ass lifts higher, seeking more of him.
This time, he dips in a bit farther before leaving my core aching with the desire to be filled by him. His fingers are swirling my pulsing clit, making the books in front of me blur as I tremble with need.
“Please,” I murmur, unsure what I’m asking for, other than more of him.
“Please, what?” He growls. “Does your sweet, slick pussy want more of my cock?”
His naughty words send me spiraling as I wail, “Oh, yes.”
At this, he rears back and rams all the way into me. My mouth falls open in shock as the pain and pleasure mix together into a confusing elixir of surprise. He’s filling me completely, and I don’t ever want him to leave.
He remains frozen there as my body begins to relax around him. Finally, he croaks the words, “You’re so tight. So fantastically fucking tight.”
I feel him stiffen behind me just before he asks in a strained voice, “You’re really a virgin, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I answer honestly.
He instantly pulls out of me and takes a step back, leaving me empty and wanting him more than ever.
5
Adam
My mind is a confused, jumbled mess as I try to comprehend this enigma of a woman. She is a walking sex bomb, so the idea of her being a virgin is preposterous. If I hadn’t felt her impossibly tight pussy squeezing around my bare cock, I would never have believed it. But that pussy was unlike any I’d ever known––it was untouched.
Well, it was untouched until I came along and plunged into her from behind in the library stacks, like a ruthless barbarian. If I’d had any inkling this was truly her first time having sex, I would have done things so differently and with much more finesse. I would have made every effort to ensure it was special for her.
Pulling out when her hot, wet pussy was gripping my cock was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, but we need a do-over on this entire event. I’ve never been with a virgin before, but I know that a rough and passionate quickie is not the way it should go.
I have to get away from her because my aching cock wants nothing more than to drive up into her to reach a fast, hard completion. I stumble down the aisle trying to tuck the demanding beast inside my pants and put some distance between us and this seductive siren.
“Where are you going?” she asks, sounding hurt.
The last thing I want to do is hurt her feelings, but that is precisely what I’ll end up doing if I continue screwing her like that.
“This isn’t the way your first time should be,” I tell her as I stop at the end of the aisle.
She comes up behind me and reaches her arms around my chest. Her head leans against my back as she says, “Then show me how it should be, Adam.”
I have a limited amount of strength, so her pleading tone peels away the last shred of my restraint. If this is what she wants, then there is no way I’m going to deny her.
“Take your clothes off and get on the table.” I say before angling my gaze toward one of the study tables.
A flash of uncertainty arises in her expression, but it only lasts for a moment. She tilts her chin up, and I can see that she has made her decision.
Holding on to one of the book shelves for balance, she removes her high heels before walking slowly toward the table I indicated. In a supremely bold move, she turns to face me as she removes her blouse and slowly slides it off her shoulders before dropping it from her fingertips.
I decide that she won’t be the only one being vulnerable, so I kick off my shoes and socks before yanking my work shirt up over my head and tossing it aside.
She keeps her gaze locked on me as she reaches back to unhook her bra. I’m mesmerized as I watch her lush, beautiful tits emerge. I take a few steps toward her, needing to get my hands and mouth on her, but freeze when her hands go to the waistband of her skirt.
Fearing I might come all over my clothes from her sexy show, I distract myself by reaching down to lower my pants and underwear before stepping out of them.
She follows my cue and slowly lowers the barely-there skirt down over her curvy hips and thighs before daintily stepping out of it.
We are standing completely naked and vulnerable before each other. I have never seen a sexier, more lovely sight in my entire life than the flushed, nude woman in front of me.