I rush to her as she scoots her bare bottom onto the table. When I lean in for a kiss, she tips her head to the side, so I press my lips to the long column of her neck. My palms find her glorious tits. She tips her head back and moans as my thumbs brush across her nipples, teasing them into taut nubs. Her back arches to give me better access.
Needing to put my mouth on her, I reach down to arrange a chair before her. After sitting down, I reach back to grab her bare ass and yank her to the edge of the table. She spreads her legs, so I’m able to get closer. I lavish attention on her full breasts with my lips and tongue.
She cries out as I suck her nipple and lightly nip it with my teeth. I soothe her with my tongue before moving my attention to the other round globe. Her fingers dig into my hair as if she wants to keep me where I am, but I know one place that she’ll crave my loving ministrations even more.
I slowly begin kissing and licking my way south as my hand explores her wet slit. She’s soaked for me. When my face is right in front of her core, I let out a puff of hot breath. She squeals in anticipation of me lowering my mouth to her pussy.
Instead of immediately satiating her need, I lift one of her legs and hook it over my shoulder. Turning my face to the side, I run my tongue along her soft skin from knee to inner thigh. She’s panting when I lift her other leg to place it on my other shoulder. I kiss and lick my way up to her center on this side.
Her hips lift off the table as I hover my mouth over her, just before she whimpers, “Please.”
Unable to deny her anything she wants, I use my thumbs to separate her before lowering my mouth to her swollen core. She reacts immediately and forcefully––panting and pumping up into my mouth as I tongue her.
When she cries out, the uninhibited sound echoes around the empty library. I’ve never heard anything so sexy as this woman screaming my name and coming into my mouth. I want to make her lose control like this every day for the rest of my life.
She rides the wave of her orgasm to its completion. When I finally pull back and look up into her mesmerizing eyes, the surprised, delighted look she gives me makes me feel like the master of the universe.
“I want to make you feel like that,” she murmurs as she scoots off the table and climbs onto my chair to straddle me.
When she reaches down to line up my aching cock with her opening, the last thing I see is the Media Center’s L through R sign before she slides down onto me and the world as I knew it comes completely undone.
6
Evie
I’m fully seated on Adam’s shaft. I give my body some time to adjust to the invasion and am surprised when it does. Although I sense that it is time for me to start moving, Adam doesn’t rush me.
I’m not at all sure what to do, but my heart trusts this man implicitly. My woman’s intuition hasn’t failed me yet, so I won’t start doubting it now.
Adam reaches down between us and begins stroking my swollen nub. Even though I had believed my body couldn’t handle any more pleasure right now, desire begins coiling again deep inside my tingling belly.
I lean forward to rest my cheek on Adam’s shoulder. His scent is masculine and intoxicating. I breathe it in deeply before pressing my lips to his neck.
As much as I am enjoying having him buried to the hilt inside me, his fingers on my clit are creating a primal need to move. Almost of their own accord, my hips begin gyrating.
“Oh yes, baby,” he breathes out.
His encouraging words give me confidence that I must be doing something right. I begin riding him, slowly lifting myself up before shoving my body back onto him.
When I lean back to peer into his eyes, warmth and desire are shining in his gaze. I let the heated look melt over me––savoring it.
A low moan emerges from his chest as our eyes lock together while I pump over him. I experiment with long strokes, short strokes, and circling my hips over him until I find a rhythm and depth that makes my eyes glaze over.
Pleasure centers ignite throughout my body as his cock brushes against a hidden, sensitive area deep within me. I’m panting and thrusting onto him as the pressure builds.
His hips begin ramming up to meet me. I tighten my grip on him and toss my head back, lost in the throes of ecstasy as my body arches. The vibrating shockwaves take over and rip through me.
The electrifying satisfaction is still racing through my limbs when he roars and releases streams of hot cum deep inside me.
I wrap my limbs tightly around him, wanting to extend this strong physical connection with him. He shivers in my embrace, so I begin pressing kisses along his muscled shoulder.
He holds me in his arms as I kiss my way up his neck and along the side of his face. I can’t imagine a more life affirming experience than what we just enjoyed, but my insecurities have me wondering if it’s always like this for him.
Whispering near his ear, I ask, “So, how was your first time with a virgin?”
I hold my breath as I wait for his answer. It comes out in a relieved whoosh when he responds, “I’ve never in my whole life experienced anything like that. You’ve ruined me for other women.”
The proud chuckle escapes without my permission. I’d secretly been hoping he felt that way, but didn’t dare believe it might truly be the case. The thought of being intimate with another man makes me feel physically ill, so I say, “I’m sure no other man can compare to that, so I don’t intend to find out.”
His rumbling chuckle is filled with pride and happiness. Seeming to suddenly remember something, he leans back to look at me before asking, “What is your real name?”
I grin down at him. “It really is Eve, but I go by Evie.”
He shakes his head. “I can’t believe I found my very own Eve. I must be dreaming because you really are the woman of my dreams.”
I reach around to lightly pinch his ass. He flinches and says, “Nope. I’m not dreaming, but you do seem too good to be true.”
Suddenly, his eyebrows cinch together. I can tell something is bothering him, so I ask warily, “What?”
“So, the lie you told me was about your love of reading? How is it possible that you don’t like to read?” He asks, seeming truly perplexed.
“I’ve never found any books that I enjoy reading. They all seem so boring,” I admit. Giving him a naughty grin and waving a hand toward the shelves surrounding us, I add, “But these books will probably never be the same after witnessing our sexy show.”
“True,” he agrees before his expression turns wistful. “I remember coming to the library as a kid. It was one of my favorite things to do, and I would always leave with a stack of books a foot high. The librarians knew me and would waive the limit on the number of books that could be checked out because I always brought them back on time and was ready for more.”
I smile as I think of this sexy man being excited about reading as a young boy. “I wish I enjoyed reading like that. It would be a great, productive way to pass the time.”
“It sure is. My big rebellion in my teens was staying up past my bedtime to read.” I chuckle at the mental image before he adds, “I bet I can find some books that will show you how fun reading is. Give me a minute.”
He helps me up, and I watch his sexy ass as he walks away. Within minutes, he returns with a blanket and a short stack of books. After he spreads the blanket out on the floor, he indicates for me to join him on it. I don’t hesitate at all.