Page 98 of Find Me on the Ice


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I stand up, my cheeks flushing, and I unbutton my jeans as my stomach flutters. Pushing them to my ankles, I kick them off.

“Now, your sweatshirt,” Cam says and runs his tongue across his bottom lip.

I take off my hoodie and shirt, leaving me naked, aside from my lacy bra and panties.

“Happy now?” I ask him sarcastically.

“Very,” he groans. “Turn around.”

Rolling my eyes, I turn around and face the bookshelf, waiting for his next move.

Warm breath sweeps across my bare ass, and I jump.

“Relax, baby,” Cam whispers and presses his nose between my legs. “Fuck, you smell so good.”

Grabbing my ankle, he lifts it up and places it a few shelves up from the ground, almost exposing me completely to him, sheer lace being the only barrier.

His rough thumb swipes my already-wet panties before pulling them to the side.

He doesn’t hesitate and latches on to me, his tongue plunging inside. His fingers circle my clit, and then a finger slides in, quickly joined by a second.

“Ahh, fuck, baby,” I moan, my hips bucking from the sensation.

Oh my God, I can’t believe we are doing this inside of the library right now.

He pulls away from me, but I don’t spin around. Instead, I rest my forehead against the books in front of me and try to calm my panting breaths.

“Do you think this is in that book?” Cam asks, standing at his full height behind me.

His cock slaps against my already-oversensitive center. I jump, and he does it again.

Oh my God, I need to feel him inside of me right now.

“No, probably not,” I answer him, pushing my ass out, opening myself more for him.

He quickly puts on a condom and I get butterflies at what is to come. Literally.

He grabs my panties, and before I realize what he is doing, I hear the rip.

“You didn’t need these anyway, right?”

“Cam!” I scold him and try to turn around, but his tip pushing into my entrance stops me in my tracks. “Fuck.”

Will my body ever be used to taking him?

Thankfully, he unhooks my bra instead of shredding it, like he did with my thong.

“Do you think fucking a tight pussy against bookshelves is in that book?” He bends down and kisses the top of my head. “We should make a book of our own. The Endless Ways Cam Can Make Morgan Come. What do you think?”

He pushes into me more, and I moan, saying, “It sounds a little lengthy.”

“That sounds fitting then.” He chuckles and reaches down, cupping my breast. “Fuck, you feel so good, wrapped around my cock,” Cam growls.

His control and patience snap, and he thrusts, sinking into me completely.

I cry out as he continues to thrust into me repeatedly, “Fuck!”

His hand shifts from my breast to my throat, but he doesn’t push down. He lifts my head up and leans it against his chest so I’m staring up at him.

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