But she immediately slams her elbow into my stomach, trying to get away, and I stumble backward, pulling her with me. She loses her footing, falls into me, and we both tumble to the floor.
I grunt, my back hitting the ground and my arms still around her struggling body. She lies on top of me, her back against my chest.
She squirms, trying to get away, the friction of her ass pressing into my groin. I tense, heat blanketing me.
Fuck.
She pulls my hand away, gritting under her breath. “Let me go.”
“Stop moving then.”
“You don’t get to judge me,” she goes on, turning her face to me, her breath falling on my cheek. “Or jerk me around or make demands. I’m none of your business.”
Her body struggles in my arm, and her ass rubs against me again, making me groan.
But then I hear something.
I take her jaw, forcing her still as I whisper against her ear. “Shhh.”
She suddenly stills, and we both stop breathing as the guards enter the library.
I catch a flash of light through the stacks and hear keys jingle. They’re talking, but I can’t hear what they’re saying.
Ryen casts a worried look up to me, and I stare back, holding her gaze.
“What are you going to do?” I whisper low, for only us to hear as I search her eyes. “You gonna turn me in?”
She lies there, breathing in and out but not making a move. My arm around her waist tightens, and I can’t stop myself from moving my thumb over the skin of her jaw.
Her eyes—those blue eyes—have a dozen different emotions going on in them when she looks at me. She can say the nastiest things, but if I see fear or sadness in her eyes, I’m done for.
Her rash guard has ridden up in the struggle, and a few inches of skin is exposed. I slowly slide my fingers over her stomach, watching as her eyelids flutter closed.
“Yeah, I told you, man,” one of the guards calls out. “They bolted out the door. Let’s search the grounds.”
I graze my lips across her cheek, her neck arching up more and more until her lips are millimeters away from mine. I can taste her fucking breath.
“Pull up your shirt.”
She opens her eyes and shakes her head, looking scared.
I lean in, whispering against her mouth. “Come on. I think you like danger.”
My finger is sitting over the pulse in her neck, and I can feel it speed up as I grab her bottom lip between my teeth and drag it out gently.
Her ass slowly grinds into me and I keep my moan silent as I see the flashlights retreat and finally leave the library.
As soon as I see the two sets of boots disappear and the doors close behind them, I slide my hand down the front of her shorts and cover her mouth with mine, letting out the groan I’d been holding back.
Her pussy is soft and smooth, and I shudder at the heat as I dip my fingers inside of her, feeling how tight she is.
“You’re not my business, huh?” I challenge. “You’re so wet around my fingers. That is my business.” I slide in a second one.
“Oh, my God,” she whimpers. “Masen, no.”
“Why not?” I hold her jaw, trailing kisses across her cheek as I pump my fingers inside her. “You think your friends will hate you when they find out you’re a slut who loves getting finger-fucked on a floor.”
I slide my fingers all the way in and back out a few times in long, full strokes, before bringing them up and rubbing her clit.
She moans, arching her back, and my cock strains against my jeans, begging to grow.
“Yes.” She licks my lip ring, rubbing her ass into my dick. “I’m afraid they’ll find out I like it.”
Yes. I kiss her fast, moving over her mouth hard and strong, because I feel like eating, and she’s the only food I want.
“Your secret’s safe with me,” I tell her. “I’ve waited too long for this.”
“Huh?”
But I dive back inside her, ignoring her and kissing her neck and jaw and pulling her ear lobe in between my teeth. I taste any bit of skin I can reach, never slowing my fingers down. Of course she doesn’t understand my comment, and I won’t explain. She has no idea that she’s been in my head and body for years instead of just days.
My fingers keep going, deep and steady, coming out to swirl around her clit every so often and feeling her shiver against me. She spreads her legs wider, and I bring my fingers out, covering her whole damn pussy in my hand, because I just want to savor the feel of her. All of her in my hands.
“Masen.” Her pant is wanton and filled with lust.