Eden was not your typical girl. But she did have one passion: books. So when she found herself with some free time, there was only one place she wanted to be – the library. The moment she stepped inside, however, she noticed something strange. The normally bustling place was eerily empty.
She shrugged it off, figuring maybe it was a quiet day, and made her way over to her favorite corner. As she scanned the shelves for a new read, a romance novel caught her eye. She pulled it off the shelf and nestled into a cozy chair, ready to lose herself in the story. The pages were worn and faded, but the words on them were like music to her ears.
She read on, growing more and more entranced by the love story unfolding before her. Her heart raced as the characters became more and more entwined, and she found herself growing increasingly… warm. Without realizing it, she reached up and adjusted her wet pink cotton panties, feeling the heat pooling between her legs.
Her breath hitched as she read another particularly steamy passage, and without thinking, she leaned forward, pressing her fingers against her wet, swollen folds. She began to rub in circles, lost in the sensation, her eyes glazing over as the words on the page blurred together.
And then, from the corner of her eye, she saw him. A tall, dark-haired man, standing a few feet away, his gaze fixed on her. The intensity of his stare made her heart skip a beat, and suddenly, she couldn’t remember why the library had seemed so empty to begin with.
He took a step forward, his broad shoulders filling out his suit impeccably. She could feel the heat of his gaze burning through her clothes, and she could swear she could feel the way his eyes traced the outline of her body, lingering on her breasts, her hips, her thighs. She knew he could see her hand moving beneath her dress, and she felt a rush of desire course through her veins.
He took another step closer.. Her breath came faster, shallower, and she could feel herself growing wetter. With each step, she could feel the air between them thicken, electric with anticipation.
Finally, he spoke. His voice was deep and smooth, like the dark chocolate she loved to indulge in after a particularly good book. “I couldn’t help but notice you’ve been looking rather… occupied.” His lips curved into a wicked smile, and she felt her own mouth go dry. “Care to share?”
She glanced down at her hand, still buried beneath her dress, then back up at him. There was a spark in his eyes that she hadn’t seen before, and it both terrified and thrilled her. Without thinking, she nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. He took another step closer, and she could feel his heat against her skin. She parted her lips, anticipation and fear tangling together in her belly.
He knelt down, and then his lips were on hers, hot and demanding. She moaned into the kiss, arching her back, wanting more. More of his touch, more of his taste, more of this intoxicating feeling that was spreading through her veins like wildfire.
And then, without breaking the kiss, he was there, his hardness pressing against her thigh. She gasped into his mouth, her body already learning the shape of his, and she felt him guide her hand away from her, freeing her fingers from her dress. She knew what he wanted, and she was more than willing to give it to him. As he thrust his hips forward, she wrapped her fingers around his dick, guiding him toward her entrance, and then, finally, she felt him push inside her, filling her up.
He growled against her lips, his body shaking with desire as he began to move, thrusting deep and hard into her. The sensation was overwhelming, and she arched her back, meeting each of his thrusts with a moan. Their bodies slid against each other, the heat between them growing with each passing moment.
She felt a sharp stab of pleasure as he hit her sweet spot, and she cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders. He responded by picking up the pace, his thrusts becoming more frenzied, more urgent. She could feel the way he was losing control, and she loved it. She wanted to be the one to make him lose it, to give him the release he so desperately craved.
With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his body shuddering against hers as he emptied himself deep inside her. For a moment, they were still, their chests heaving, their breath coming in ragged gasps. Then, slowly, he lowered her back down to the ground, his lips trailing across her cheek, her jaw, her neck.
“You’re unbelievable,” he murmured, his voice hoarse with desire. “I’ve never felt anything like that.” He pulled back, just enough to look into her eyes, and she felt a shiver run down her spine at the intensity of his gaze. “I want more,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Much more.” And then he kissed her again, deep and passionate, their tongues tangling together as he began to thrust once more, driving them both to another climax.
Eden XOXO
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