Chapter 24
Tucker
Sam slips through the library’s top floor, peeking out from behind shelves as she leads me deeper into the stacks. We studied for ten minutes before she slid her hand up my thigh. I wanted to bend her over the table. Instead, my girl had other ideas. She ran off, forcing me to chase after her.
I like games as much as the next guy, but not when I’m this hard and horny. She waits for me with her back pressed against a tall bookcase. We’re hidden out of sight from onlookers. The only person we need to worry about is the librarian.
I lift Sam, hooking her legs around my back. Her lips crash against mine, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth. She threads her arms around my neck, her fingers producing a spark of heat that dances along my skin. The feeling I get when I’m with Sam has only grown stronger.
Sliding my hand further down her back, I grab her tight ass, and my cock grows harder with each groan of pleasure. She moans my name into my mouth without breaking the kiss, gripping my hair between her fingers.
Sam digs her heel into my ass, separating her lips from mine. “We don’t have a lot of time, Tuck. The old crone will be up here at four o’clock.”
I stop my slow exploration of her body and lower her to the floor. She shoves her yoga pants and panties over her hips, the material bunching at her ankles, giving me enough time to unzip and roll on a condom. Within seconds, we resume our position, with Sam’s back pressed against the shelf and my cock buried inside her.
She takes my ear in her mouth and sucks, moaning softly with each thrust. “Yes,” Sam purrs. “Fuck, this feels good.”
“I missed you, too,” I whisper. “And my cock missed your pussy.”
I’m trying to be quiet and fast, which is difficult given the circumstances. But she’s fucking killing me. She chuckles softly, tightening her grip on my biceps, encouraging me to keep going. Two days without Sam, I’m confessing how much I missed her.
It’s the truth.
“I love you,” I say as our lips separate.
She stares into my eyes, her mouth open wide. “You love me?”
I lean my forehead against hers. “Yes. I love you, Sam. This wasn’t how I had planned to tell you.”
“I love you, too, Tucker.” She strokes my cheek with her thumb. “But don’t stop. I was about to come.”
I rock my hips, my cock so deep inside her I have to focus not to come. But I have to be quick. We have less than a minute before we get caught fucking by the librarian.
Sam covers her mouth with her hand.
“That’s it, baby,” I whisper. “Come for me.”
Her body shakes through mine, her screams muffled by her hand. The sounds she makes drive me wild. My orgasm builds until it finally hits its peak. I come so hard my body jerks, and a book falls off the shelf at my feet.
Sam looks down and laughs. “You fucked me so good the books are excited.”
Laughing, I pull out of her and set her on the ground. “I fucked you so good everyone in the library felt it.”
We get dressed, careful to avoid anyone seeing us sneak out from behind the shelves together. Sam meets me at our table, where she left her bag and laptop to save our spot.
Sam flips open a notebook and stares at the handwritten pages. “How much time do we have until dinner?”
“Our reservation is for seven.”
“What kind of food do they serve?”
“Italian. I’ll get the menu for you.” I flip open her laptop and type Dolce into the Google search bar. When I find the menu, I turn the computer for her to see. “They have a small selection, but they’ll make anything you want. My dad always orders shit they don’t serve.”
She scans the screen and chuckles. “Well, I’m not famous either.”
“You’re with me,” I say. “That’s all that matters. I know everyone at Dolce.”
She smiles. “Yes, that’s all that matters. That we’re together. I don’t care what we eat.”
