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Good girl. She doesn’t want us interrupted too.
Her long fingernails dig into my scalp as I flatten my tongue on her sensitive nub, alternating between licking a stripe and flexing it on her hard button.
Not enough.
Jenna scrambles for purchase when I drape one leg over my shoulder, then the other. I stand and bring her with me, her head almost reaching the topmost part of the shelf. She’s attempting to hold onto anything, accidentally pushing books in the process.
A couple of paperbacks fall to the floor, but the sound is so soft, I’m sure nobody else heard it.
“I-I’m sorry about that. I–”
I don’t even let her finish her words as I drive my tongue inside her tight walls. She clenches around me, and I almost howl in satisfaction. I have my hands on her thighs to keep her steady, but she still writhes and thrashes, pushing her hips forward and letting me go deeper.
Fuck. What I’d do to have my cock inside her instead.
My hands cup her ass, helping her along and guiding her in and out of my tongue. When her thighs tighten around my head, trapping me, I realize there’s no better way to die.
I don’t need to breathe. Fuck. I need her more than breathing.
“Oh. Oh god. Yes, yes, yes.”
She’s whispering, but from out of nowhere, she grabs my head and arches her back, and I know she’s almost to the edge. I keep my rhythm until she locks her legs at the ankle and grinds her hips. She’s riding my face, and I love it. I love everything this girl does.
Seconds later, her whole body stiffens. When I look up, her lips part in a silent moan, her eyes snapping shut, legs quivering.
In that moment, I want to clench my fists and crash them repeatedly against my chest, feeling like I just conquered something…or someone.
Her stomach continues to shudder when I lower myself and help her down. She stands on wobbly knees, and my arm automatically goes to her waist to support her.
I did that. She came apart with nothing but my tongue inside her. Imagine if it had been my staff, hitting all her spots.
My mouth still glistens with her come, probably my beard too, and her eyes widen as she gapes. She grabs a small handkerchief tucked in her tiny breast pocket, stands on her toes, and wipes my mouth.
Some student gets up to leave. The sudden scrape of chair legs against the floor causes Jenna to jump in startled surprise.
I think this is it. This is when she’ll awkwardly thank me and tell me she’s not looking for anything serious, that she got carried away, and maybe I shouldn’t mention what happened to anyone.
I’m mentally preparing myself for the eventual rejection when she peers at me from under her long lashes and smiles. “Want to take me home?”
At first, I’m not sure I understand her correctly. I mean, a girl like her hooking up with me is unbelievable. But she also doesn’t mind being seen with me?
What’s going on?
“Of course. Let me go get my things and lock up.”
I have never gone through the closing checklist as fast, locking up in record time because I don’t want her to get tired of waiting for me and changing her mind.
She’s standing outside, still flushing, when I finally lock the doors. The wind teases her extremely short skirt, and she smiles sheepishly as she clutches that tiny piece of clothing delicately.
I hold her arm, still in disbelief at how casually I can touch her, and lead her to my seven-year-old white sedan. What must she think of me? Her friends most likely have newer cars than me. It’s never bothered me before, but Jenna in all her perfect glory just doesn’t suit this rusty, old vehicle.
Maybe if she wants to hang out again, I’ll finally touch the money sitting in my bank account for more than a decade. I live a modest life because that’s enough for me, but with Jenna, I’m gonna shower her with everything. Whatever she wants, I’ll give it to her.
I grab the handle and the door to the passenger side opens with a creak. After making sure she’s settled comfortably, fanning her skirt around her toned legs, I head to the other side and slide into the driver’s seat.
The car smells of polished leather and old books because of course, I have hardbounds on the backseat.
“Where do you live?”
She tells me and I almost laugh. I know where she lives, her floor, and her apartment number. I also know she lives alone with no roommate. But I don’t want to creep her out by revealing everything I found out about her. I don’t want to push my luck.
I’m well aware that Jenna is way out of my league. But tonight, she gave me a gift. A gift I’ll always be grateful for. A gift I’ll keep revisiting when I jerk off to her.
