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I gasped behind his hand. I wanted more. I wanted to come right here. The sex haze was real. I didn’t care what that said about me. This man had woken something inside me, and now, I wanted more. I licked the fingers he’d silenced me with, and he jerked. Swearing under his breath, he rested his forehead against mine.
“That’s not playing fair, Evie,” he murmured.
I doubled down by sucking one of his fingers into my mouth completely, and he gave a deep groan. I bit down on his finger, and he pulled it away from me.
“What do you want?” Beckett murmured.
“More. I want more, please give me more,” I mumbled, past caring about what Beckett thought.
He grinned. “Good girl for asking so nicely. Good girls get what they want.”
The hand that had been in my mouth moved to my belly and pushed under the waistband of my uniform, heading south.
He ruthlessly dove beneath my panties and through my folds.
“There you are, Cinderella. You feel like silk, fuck,” he breathed out harshly as his finger traced up and down my slit, finding my clit.
I gave a loud cry.
“Shh, Tiny. You need to give me time to make you come,” Beckett muttered while fingering me slowly.
His fingers were magic. He was rubbing my clit just the way I liked it. In such a short time, he’d leaned how to play my body like a violin. He was a quick study and clearly paid attention. It only turned me on more. I was humping his hand now, holding onto his shoulders and thrusting without a shred of embarrassment. I was too far gone for that.
“Oh my God, I’m going to – I’m going to?—”
“Excuse me! Not on library property!” a strident voice rang out.
The disappointment of having to stop clouded my thoughts, and I whimpered a protest.
“Shit,” Beckett chuckled. “Looks like we’re busted.”
“I’m so close,” I muttered, my vision narrowed down to just Beckett, my senses homed in on his touch and only that. Nothing else existed.
“You both need to leave right now. Come on, you guys, this isn’t cool.” The librarian was a hippie-type dude in his forties, probably a grad student.
Beckett’s hand hadn’t stopped moving, so I was still hovering on the cusp of coming, and I couldn’t bring myself to care that we’d been caught.
Beckett grabbed my chin and pulled my face to his, holding my gaze. “If you’re so close, then come. But you look at me when you come, got it? Eyes on me.”
His deep, possessive words pushed me right over the edge.
I cried out, contracting against his hand. My face stretched in the unbearably beautiful torment of coming.
“Okay, you guys are out of here.” The librarian had reached us.
Beckett’s broad back hid me from view, but it was still pretty obvious that we were doing something we shouldn’t be.
Beckett didn’t glance away from me. “Back the fuck up, dude, if you want to keep your job.” He lowered his voice for just my ears. “No one sees my girl like this but me.”
The librarian stopped a few feet away and then sighed in disgust before turning on his heel. “I’m calling campus security.”
“Go right on and do that. Tell them Beckett Anderson says hi.”
The librarian hesitated, clearly recognizing the name. He wandered off, muttering as I surfaced from the tidal wave of pleasure that had swept me under.
“You’re such a bad influence,” I sighed.
He slowly worked his hand out of my uniform. I couldn’t believe we’d just done that, and been caught, no less. I should be humiliated and ashamed, but I just couldn’t find any part of me that regretted it.
