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“Sorry. Yes, we’ll be purchasing a few books,” London responded, feeling Alana rest her head against his chest. Clearing his throat, he added, “Newlyweds. Can’t seem to keep my hands off of her.”
The gentleman’s face softened. “I understand, young fella. Make your purchases and take her home.”
“Yes, sir.”
He turned back to Alana once they were alone again. Her eyes were wide, with a hint of embarrassment.
“What’s wrong?”
“We were just caught making out like teenagers in a library.”
“Well, I’m not regretting any of it. I’ve been wanting to kiss you since I met you,” he murmured, running his finger along her bottom lip.
Her eyes widened. “Really?”
Why did she seem shocked that he was attracted to her? She was a beautiful woman, and extremely sexy.
Didn’t she see it?
“I’m sure you can feel how much I want you.”
Not the least bit ashamed of his painful erection, he pressed it against her, ensuring she felt what she did to him.
Her brown eyes, magnified by her glasses, appeared to grow even wider.
“I did that to you?” Her lips twitched, trying to play innocent, but London read right through it. There was a little sex hellion inside of her. She appeared to be a cute nerd on the outside, but he could see what was waiting in the depths of her gaze.
“Alana, Alana.” He blew out a deep breath and pushed her up against the bookcase, his hands resting on the shelves behind her while kissing her hard. “Know what would help me with this problem?”
She shuddered, desire and lust burning bright in her eyes. She licked her lips, her focus remaining on him.
“What?”
“A good hard fucking. You and me.” He pressed another kiss to her lips. “I want to be buried so far inside of you, we won’t know where you start and I end.”
Alana wasn’t sure when this turned into a date.
Well, they didn’t officially call it a date, but if it walked like a duck and quacked like a duck…
She looked down at their entwined hands as they walked along the sidewalk.
They’d had their first argument at the register when it came time to pay for the books she’d wanted to purchase. London had insisted on paying for them, and she’d refused. But somehow, he got his way.
Memories of the kiss still lingered. Her heart raced thinking of how he had basically kissed the life from her.
She had forgotten for just a moment that they were in a public place and had been ready to do whatever he wanted. Sexually frustrated and mortified, she’d hid her face in his shirt as he spoke with Ron, the salesclerk.
It had been a while since she’d felt the hardness of a man. Her previous partners didn’t hold a candle to the one kiss she had shared with London.
God help her, she wanted him.
She wanted what he wanted.
I want to be buried so far inside of you, we won’t know where you start and I end.
Her core clenched with the gruffness of his voice and the dirty promise of what could be.
“Where are we going now?” Alana asked. He had been following her lead, but now it would seem he was choosing where they would go next.
