Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15350 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
He helps me rise up more, his jaw clenching as the head of his cock presses against me. I gasp, and Oliver’s other hand covers my mouth, his eyes holding mine.
“Sshh,” he reminds me, keeping my gaze as he guides me down onto him, filling me slowly inch by inch. “That’s it, pretty girl, take it all.” I expect pain, but nothing but pleasure overwhelms me.
His voice is a quiet murmur, but it fills my head, echoing through my mind. It takes all the concentration I can find to keep from crying out as he fills me completely, my thighs shaking as pleasure tightens low in my stomach. Just as I think I can control myself, Oliver rocks his hips and I cry out, the noise muffled by his hand.
“...not even started the essay that’s due in two days…” a voice says from somewhere to the right, blocked by rows of books and yet still close enough to make my eyes widen. My head snaps to the side to check that I can’t see them, adrenaline spiralling my need even higher.
“Eyes on me,” Oliver growls, tapping my hip to make me listen. I obey, my eyes meeting his again. “You’re going to be a good little student and come for your professor right here in the library where anyone could stumble on us, do you understand me, Emma?”
Oh, God, if the way he’s thrusting into me doesn’t push me over the edge, his filthy words will. My nails dig into his shoulders through his shirt as pleasure coils tighter and tighter inside me, my hips rocking with his, his cock hitting exactly where I need it to.
I can’t help but obey him. I tip over the edge, as I come around his cock, body lighting up with pleasure. My head falls back, my neck stretches towards the ceiling, throat exposed, my back arches. Oliver fucks me through it, prolonging my orgasm until he thrusts deep and finds his own release.
“Attention all students and staff, the library will be closing for the night in ten minutes,” a voice announces over the speakers. “Please ensure you take all your belongings with you when exiting the building.”
I can barely make sense of the words through the fog of desire. I slump against Oliver, panting, and he wraps me in his arms, still buried inside me as we both come down from our high.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” I whisper when I can finally form words again, my head resting against his shoulder.
I can feel Oliver smile against my neck as he presses a soft kiss to my skin. “Me neither,” he says back, voice hushed, “I’ve been thinking about this for years.”
The confession shocks me. “Years?” I pull back so I can see his face, gaping at him. “What do you mean?” I ask, sure I’ve heard him wrong.
Oliver grins at me, clearly amused by my surprise. “I’ve had feelings for you since we were both just undergraduates,” he admits, a vulnerability in his voice that makes my heart pound. “Why do you look so shocked?”
I blink, unable to help the smile forming on my face. “I just…I just never thought you’d feel like that about me,” I babble, feeling my face heat. We’ve just had mindblowingly hot, public, sex, well, hidden in the corner of the library, but somehow him admitting he likes me has me blushing even more. “And, obviously, I feel the same. As evidenced by the fact I nearly got expelled over it.”
We laugh, foreheads pressed together, sharing breath as we try to keep ourselves quiet.
“Attention all students and staff, the library will be closing for the night in five minutes,” the librarian announces, and I curse under my breath.
“We should go,” I say, standing on shaky legs. Oliver holds out his hand, steadying me with a smile on his face.
“But we probably shouldn’t leave together,” he says gently, wincing.
I nod, knowing he’s right even if I hate the fact that we have to sneak around. I can’t risk getting expelled, and Oliver can’t risk getting fired.
He kisses me gently, and I melt against him, allowing myself a second to soak this blissful feeling up a little longer.
I leave ahead of him, giving the librarian a smile on the way out as though I don’t have my professor’s come inside of me.
One thing’s for sure, this semester is going to be far from boring.
6
OLIVER
The days that I don’t have Emma in my class drag by, and I find myself searching for her in every hallway of the college. When I finally cross paths with her, I pull her to the side under the guise of needing to discuss a project and instead hand her my number in place of notes. There’s no way I can resist talking to her for days, not after what we shared in the library, not when every waking thought I have is of her.