“So when should we do it?”
“I think this Saturday will be good, at the Alpha Spring Island Party.”
Her eyes widen. “Basically the whole school goes to that thing.”
I nod. “Exactly. We’re going to be gossiped about enough as it is. We might as well have some fun and let everyone see it with their own eyes. We’ll wait for a spot where we see Ryan and Jennifer, then have it out with each other.”
“This is going to be crazy.”
“It’s definitely the wildest part of this entire operation.”
My hand creeps up inward on her thigh.
“Yeah. We’re going to have to nail the acting bit,” she says. “So I’ll be all, well if that’s what you want, we’ll get divorced, and you’ll be all well I wasn’t getting any blow jobs anyway so I don’t care!”
I crack up. “Something like that.”
She frowns. “Something like that? Lucas, we’ve got to have this planned out. I didn’t go through Operation Romper for nothing, just to let Jennifer and Ryan stay together!”
I smirk. “So you haven’t been enjoying the other aspect of the operation?”
“I don’t follow.”
I swear I see the slightest grin behind her expression right now.
“Really? You’re going to go and play dumb with me all of a sudden?”
I slide my finger further up her soft flesh, and land it between her folds. Turning her face toward me with my other hand, I stare into her eyes. “You know exactly what I mean.”
“Oh,” she mutters quietly. “That…oh God.”
“Sky, I don’t know how you feel about leaving for the Peace Corps. But while we’re still here, you’re mine. Got that?”
“Mmm,” she mumbles.
“I said, got that?”
She looks at me with hazy eyes, not saying anything.
“Or did you just forget to wear panties for no reason?” I add.
She licks her lips as I press my finger into her clit. Fuck me, she’s wet.
I stand up, and gripping her wrist, I pull her up, too.
“What are you doing?” she whispers as I press her body against the wall and position my hips behind her ass.
She shudders as I unbuckle my belt.
“I read what you wrote in your little notebook,” I whisper.
“Y-you did?”
“Sky, we’re friends, yes. Fuck, you’re my best friend at this point. I enjoy sharing moments with you like finding out about your Peace Corps placement. But we’re not done doing this.”
She watches me over her shoulder with wide eyes. “Doing…”
I unbutton and unzip my jeans. “Don’t ever play dumb with me, Sky. I like you smart. You better fucking know that by now. Is it, or is it not a fantasy of yours to fuck in the stacks?”
“It is. But Lucas, the library is open, people could come down here—”
“Well you’d better keep it down then.”
I smack her ass and a loud slap echoes through the rows of old books. I feel her tense up to stop from screaming. Good thing old books absorb sound. I wonder if they can even hear this upstairs.
“Or are you a good little princess now?” I bite out. “Who just wants missionary in the dark? We can go home and do that, if that’s all you want.”
She’s silent.
I pop my cock out of my jeans and run it along her ass, smacking her flesh and enjoying the ripples they make.
She really does have a penchant for keeping this great ass hidden from the world. That makes me smile broadly, because I feel even more like she’s my own personal plaything.
“Cielo,” I growl.
She’s bent over, leaning into the wall, fully clothed. Just her skirt runs up toward her waist. So convenient for easy access. I run my fleshy tip along her inner thighs. She’s so wet her own juices slide down her legs.
“I’m yours, Lucas,” she breathes, flashing her eyes toward me before she looks straight ahead at the wall. “Now and forever.”
“A-men.”
Holy shit, did she just say forever?
I press myself inside her, and I go in the easiest I’ve ever gotten in. She’s gotten used to me over the past months, and she’s so wet her tightness isn’t an issue.
“Fuuuuck,” I mutter. “Sky. Mi Cielo.”
The word cielo, in addition to meaning sky in Spanish, also means Heaven.
Right now I’m thinking it’s not so much a coincidence as a prophecy.
Sky is heaven to me.
I fuck her hard and deep against the wall and she’s not quiet. People could find us down here. I don’t care. We’re going to die in one hundred years anyway. Even if someone catches us, will I be on my deathbed saying ‘I wish we’d kept it down when I fucked my smoking hot fake wife and best friend in the library stacks?’ No. I won’t.
She twerks her ass into me and I pummel her from behind. She’s beautiful and she feels amazing, and she’s my everything.
I love her.
I really, really do.
I meant all of the things I told Jennifer about Sky. She’s kindhearted, beautiful, smart…
And as my cock is telling me right now, she’s got a downright magical pussy.
“You want my cum, Sky?” I boom out.
“Please, Daddy.” She grins and spins her head around. “But fuck me harder first.”
Harder.
Yes.
I’m basically hitting her so hard with my hips her shoes are coming off.
And here she is asking for harder.
I love this girl, and I can never tell her.
But I can show her.
She screams—really loudly—and shakes with pleasure.
“Yes,” she whimpers, and I can feel her tighten. “I’m coming.”
“I know. Your pussy is telling me.”
“You come, too.”
I let loose of a few more wild buck thrusts, and then I’m on the brink.
“I’m going to. Turn around,” I grit out.
I pull out, and she turns.
“On your knees.”
She’s on her knees in one second flat. I reach down and clumsily pull her button down off and let her tits flop out, greedily grabbing her breasts and nipples.
“Open your mouth.”
She opens, and I thrust deep inside of her to the back of her throat, totally, completely lost in her.
Love. Pleasure. My plaything. Sky. Heaven. Sky’s mouth taking me all the way.
She’s not intimidated by it, either. On the contrary, she wraps her hands around my ass, and pulls me into her mouth as she gags.
“Holy fuck, Sky,” I mutter, using two clumps of her hair like pigtails as I fuck her face.
My orgasm rips through me like nothing I’ve ever felt. Sky does her best to lap up everything as I shoot into her, but on the fourth rope she gags and pulls me out, leaving me to come the rest on her face and tits.
When we’re done, she looks up at me, holding my still-erect cock at the base. Her other hand runs up my abs. She loves those.
She wipes her mouth with the back of her wrist. “Where the hell did all that come from?”
“It’s what you do to me. I can’t help it.”
I stand there for a moment, my jaw hanging partway open, holding onto her shoulder, looking down on her.