Dark Awakening (19 page)

She nodded and wrapped her arms around his waist, looking up at him through the blackness of the cloth around her eyes. "Each smile melted me piece by piece. I loved it even while I hated that I liked you."

He pulled her close and ran his hands down her back to her bottom in tantalizing caresses. The second her breath caught
,
he pulled back. A hot breath of air tickled her ear a moment later.

"You know I love you,
lumara
."

"And I you,
l
uma
."

He growled and for a second pressed close enough for her to feel the steel press of his cock. She licked her lips, but then was jolted forward. He grabbed her hand and pulled her along. She held on with both hands. Being guided without sight was a dizzying experience. She heard a door open,
then
they passed through. The echo of footsteps
and incline told her
they were going up stairs.

He slowed and coached her to 'step' at each one. She didn't falter once. He opened another door and she felt him lean outward.

"Good, coast is clear. Quickly." They slipped through the door and followed him. Faintly she heard sounds, some kind of
clicking,
and the
murmuring
of voices.

"What's going on? Where are we?"

"
Shhh
, quiet. Come here," he said finally and she felt something hard at her back then the heat of him plastering against her. "We're here."

"Where's 'here'?" His lips found her neck and pressed hot kisses there. Her head fell loosely
to the side.

"The library."

She stiffened
in his arms
. "What are we doing here?" she asked, genuinely confused.

"I told you that you look like a naughty librarian.
I’m going to take you
here against this bookshelf. Don't worry we
’
re far enough in
the
back. I don't think anyone will
see
us, but you might want to keep it down just in case."

She moved to rip off the blindfold, but he caught her hands in one of his and forced them above her. "I do not agree to this. And how the hell is this supposed to be a surprise for
me?"

He chuckled against her neck then moved down further and caught her hard,
traitorous
, nipple in his mouth. The stiffness of the cotton dampened and passed along her flesh with excruciating pleasure.

"Well I suppose it's really a surprise for both of us.
Think
of it this way, baby. You'll be indulging me in one of my greatest fantasies since meeting you and you'll be coming at least twice."

"Twice?"

"
Mmhmm
," he said and moved to nuzzle her other breast. Her vanilla scent thickened and grew until he could no longer smell the leather of the books.

The
sparkle of a new kind of excitement filled her. Biting her
lip,
she wrapped her arms around him and nodded.

"Good thing I wore a skirt today."

He scoffed and lifted her shirt up past her breasts. "As if that would have stopped me."
Her bra came next and was pushed out of the way.

She kept her voice low and asked, "Can we take the blindfold off?"

His mouth found her bare breast and licked the tip before sucking the mound into his mouth. "Sure. Now, no more talking unless it's to tell me to fuck you harder...or something equally hot."

Alison took off the black
mask
and blinked at the blinding light until she could see properly. His hands found her naked ass under skirt and squeezed her until she was riding his
jean-covered
cock. Stifling a moan, she rubbed harder against him, leaning back into the bookcase so he could suckle her tits at the same time.

A click sounded too close. Lifting her
head,
she scanned the area closely finding only the bookshelf behind her and the one in front of her and a table with chairs down to the left.

A
thrill
rushed over her. She wanted to
come
now.

Pulling his lips to her, she kissed him wetly then pulled back and found the top of his jeans. Her nimble fingers undid the button and pulled down the zipper. It hissed loudly in the quiet library.
Her heart kicked up and her pussy grew wet.

"Eager
, are we?" he whispered
against her ear. She nodded, unashamed as she pushed his jeans down to his thick, muscular thighs. She licked her lips at the sight of his long, hard cock and debated dropping to her knees right there.

He must have read her thoughts because he said,
"No,
you
don't. Another time, babe
.”
He grabbed her hips and spun her around.

Her skirt was lifted to her waist and hands positioned her hips, pulling her down low. The thong she
wore
was scraped down to her thighs. It dangled there for a moment before falling to her ankles. Naughty didn't begin to cover how she felt. She felt wild like a prostitute about to please a john.
It was wrong but oh so good.

His hands cupped her naked ass cheeks before
thrusting
two fingers deep inside
her
. He pulled out too quickly for her to really enjoy it and then she was pressed deeper into the books.
His cock nudged her entrance
—
a daring temptation. She panted and turned her head to rest her cheek against the wood shelf.

His hands came up to grasp her breasts and tug on
her
nipples. Then he whispered in her ear, "Don't make a sound," and slammed in.

It took everything in her not to cry out. Though she couldn't control her ragged breathing. He did better than she did, the bastard.

He held on tight to her large breasts and fucked her good and hard making her feel every bit like the prostitute she'd envisioned. The wet sound of him sliding into her pussy sounded
ridiculously
loud in the quiet library. Her heart was beating like a fucking drum in her head.

He bit down on the back of her neck, a dominating gesture. She came hard
from it
.

Her hands
tightened
into a
white-knuckle
grip on the bookshelf and she held her breath so she didn't scream as her pussy milked and throbbed against the hard cock inside her.

He didn't stop pounding into her. His hands fell down to her hips and he panted against her neck. "That was the hottest fucking thing...ever."

Then she was turned around, her ass lifted, legs spread as he pounded back in again. She held on to his shoulders and let him take her with brutal force. The pleasure was sharp inside her,
building
her quickly to another orgasm. She heard an unfamiliar noise but didn't give a shit. He was a hard, hot unrelenting length inside her. His breathing grew choppy as his hips moved faster.

"
Fuck
. I'm going to
come
so fucking hard, baby." Something tightened inside her like a bowstring and snapped. He bent down and
his mouth
latched onto her tit as her
second
orgasm roared through her. Thighs shaking, toes curling, she came in an explosion of hot pleasure, her pussy milking the hard length inside her.
She bit her lip hard to keep from making a peep.
Her
dug her nails into his back as the hard waves of pleasure rode through her.

"Christ, that's it!" he groaned against her tit and thrust once, twice, three more times before slamming in deep. He came
in jets
of h
ot, long jets
dousing her fire.

Her legs found the floor like wobbly sticks. She righted her clothes in a haze of pleasure, and when he only stood there with that same hazy expression, she gave mercy to
him, put his cock back into his jeans,
and zipped him up.

He seemed to come to after that, his smile slow but sure. "Christ I love you." He swooped down and kissed her. They were bot
h still flushed and breathing
unsteady when he grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the bookshelf.

Going down the hall, they only made it a few feet before she saw a small crowd of people looking at them with anxious, laughing expressions.

There was no hiding the blush that came over her,
or
the
absolutely male
laughter that Rome let out. He tugged her out a door and into the stairwell before anyone could say anything.

"Did you know they were listening?"

He shrugged and she hit him playfully. "I'll tell you what, baby. Next time you get to choose the location and the fantasy and I'll play along." He whirled around on her and cornered her against the wall. Predator trapping prey. She nipped at his lip and smiled.

"All right, but I still get to come twice."

"Make it three times and we got a deal."

"Deal," she promised and kissed him.