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She swirls her tongue as she sucks, and I can’t help but groan a little too loudly for such a public place. She whimpers, and with her legs straddling my knee, she rubs herself against me.
“That’s it, baby. Use me,” I encourage as she works me up and down, all while getting herself off. “Fuck, you look gorgeous on your knees.” My praise only spurs her on, her grinding turning frantic, saliva dripping from her mouth as she takes me deeper.
Less controlled.Desperate.
On the edge of losing it, I wrap a fistful of hair around my hand, pushing her down and swelling as she gags. Her eyes meet mine, full of unshed tears but alight with desire, her hips rolling against my knees more persistently.
“You’re close, aren’t you? Come for me, baby. Come all over me, and then I’ll clean you up. I’m going to lick you so hard you come again.”
She whimpers around my cock as her legs tremble, ecstasy overtaking her and sending me following after.
“Kitten, I’m going to come.”
She nods around me, and I spill down her throat. Her eyes go wide at the first jolt of my cock, but I talk her through it. “Just swallow, baby. You got it. Such a good girl. Look at you,fuck.”
“I think the book is in Aisle twelve,” a feminine voice echoes.
With a jerk, I pull Cat up and press her against my chest, panting as heavily as she is.
“Shit,” she mutters, her face flushed.
She scrambles to stand, and I grab for my pants, which are down at my knees. I pull them on and jump up just as two older women round the corner.
“Um, I think the book is over there,” Cat says, pointing to the book she threw before we got caught up in the moment. “Yup, right here!” she cries.
The woman wearing a beige cardigan eyes her like she’s crazy.
I laugh. “Library voice, Kitten.”
Blushing, she ducks her head and snatches the book up off the floor.
The women turn to me, giving me matching awe-filled looks. “Oh, how sweet. Are you on a date at the library?”
I wrap my arm around Cat, pressing her to my front so the ladies can’t see my unbuttoned pants. “Only the best for my girlfriend,” I say proudly, shooting them a wink.
“Earl never took me to the library,” the woman wearing cat-eye glasses mutters.
Her friend retorts, “Earl couldn’t read.”
Pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose, the woman looks back at me. “She’s not wrong. Man was dumb as a doorknob.” She elbows her friend. “But he was good in the sack.”
Cat bursts out laughing, and I follow suit.
Both of our new friends just shrug. “You laugh now, but at least he’s pretty. He can get away with being lousy in the sack. Earl, not so much.”
Turning to Cat, who’s slapped a hand over her mouth to hide her laughter, I say in a louder than library voice, “You’re supposed to tell them I’m excellent in the sack.”
She bends at the waist, still covering her mouth. “Can’t,” she says, her voice muffled. She shrugs at the women. “Virgin here. Sorry, ladies.” She takes a step away from me, but I grab her hips and pull her close.
“If you make another move,” I whisper, holding her in place, “these women are going to know just hownotvirginal you are, you little minx.”
She laughs, the sound vibrating against my hand. “Ladies, if you don’t mind, my boyfriend and I just…um, we need a minute,” she says, nibbling her bottom lip.
They eye her, both squinting, and then it’s like they finally get it. They turn to one another, their mouths forming identicalOs, before turning to me again.
“Of course. Oh, to be young again,” beige cardigan says. “We’ll be in the next aisle. Take your time.” They turn around and scurry off, snickering as they do. But I don’t miss the way they gawk at us as they round the corner, probably trying to get one last peek.
“Fuck,” I rasp, finally zipping my pants and adjusting myself. Talk about a one-eighty. One minute, I’m coming down Cat’s throat, and the next, I’m chatting with senior citizens about my future sex life. And let’s not forget about poor Earl.
