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When I lick them away, she moans.

Cat tosses the book to the side, surprising me, and flips around so she’s hovering above me, her knees on the ground, her hands on either side of my hips, and her eyes blazing with lust. With the way her skater skirt fans out and how her tight T-shirt hugs every curve, she looks like a fucking prep-school girl and every one of my teenage dreams. “I’m ready for my next lesson, professor.”

My mind goes blank at the display, but my cock practically rips through the seam of my pants at her words.

“What are you doing, Kitten?” I ask, fisting my hands to stave off the need to touch her.

The smell of old books mixes with her vanilla perfume as she presses closer to me. “Say it again.”

“Say what again?” I ask, truly confused.

“Tell me to suck your cock,” she says as she sits up on her knees and reaches for my belt.

I grip her wrists to stop her, and she practically hisses at me like a fucking cat. Releasing her, I fall back against the shelf and prop myself up on my elbows, letting her take control.

“Say it,” she demands.

I shake my head, speechless and lost at the sight of her on her knees before me in the library aisle. When my cock springs free of my boxers, looking angry and ready, she licks her lips like it’s the greatest thing she’s ever seen.

“You’re going to need to talk me through this,” she says, bringing her attention up to my face, her brow furrowed seriously, as if she’s studying to take a test.

My blood has all traveled to one area, as is obvious from the swollen head already leaking for her attention, so my thoughts are jumbled.

“Kitten, be more direct. What do you need?” I grit out, lifting slightly while she slides my pants all the way down. When she’s forced them past my knees, I drop back down, my bare ass touching the rough carpet.

“Tell me how to make you come. Tell me what you like.Teach me,” she says, her eyes locked with mine and holding a vulnerability that brings me back to the present.

I take my hand and grip myself like I like, stroking up and down, never looking away from her. “Hold me like this and then move with some pressure.”

Her intense focus turning to my cock, she wraps her soft, slender fingers around mine. For a moment, I don’t move my hand, savoring the sensation of her over me. Then she makes eye contact again, her brown irises liquifying as she melts for me.

“Like this?” she asks softly. Her tongue darts out, and she swipes it across her bottom lip as she drags her attention from my face to my dick and back again.

I release myself, only to envelop her hand, guiding her.“Yeah, like that,” I say. I close my eyes for a second, relishing the way her smooth fingers tug so gently.

“Can I—” she says, but clamps her mouth shut, her cheeks going pink.

I grab her chin so she’s forced to look me in the eye. “Can you what?”

“Can I taste you?” she asks, her voice barely a whisper.

Fuck.

“Kitten, you can do whatever the fuck you want to me. But yeah,” I say with a dry laugh, “you can fucking taste me. Please. Wrap those gorgeous lips around my cock and suck me like the good little slut you are.”

She squirms, rubbing her legs together as she tips at the waist.

“Just the idea of sucking me off in public has you dripping right now, doesn’t it?”

The fucking noises that come from her throat as she peeks up at me. Goddamn. But they don’t compare to the sound she makes when she finally lowers herself and licks along my shaft. She moans like she’s just had a taste of the best fucking piece of chocolate.

She swirls her tongue over my tip, licking up the precum. Evidence of just how fucking much her presence alone excites me—memories of eating her out yesterday and today spurring me on. Pent-up desire after a month of no company except my own because she’s the only woman I can even think about, let alone touch. And then she circles my cock with her mouth and slides down, attempting ever so gallantly to take me all the way in before she gags and coughs, and fuck if that doesn’t make my ego swell.

I tug her hair gently to pull her back and dip my chin to gain her attention. “Go slow and breathe through your nose. And use your hand. You don’t have to take me all the way down your throat just yet. You’ll get there, but for now, it’s okay to cheat a little.”

She nods, her cheeks flushing, and then she dips back down and takes me in her warm, wet mouth again. It takes an insane amount of restraint not to thrust, wanting nothing more than to fuck her perfect lips. To come down her throat. To watch her eyes tear as I pull on her hair and fuck her until she’s begging me to make her come.

But I don’t. I let her set the pace. Because even this slow, it’s the best blow job I’ve ever had. Knowing it’s her first time, that I’m the first one to have my dick in her mouth, has me so fucking hard.

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