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I kiss his top lip and whisper, “Don’t move.”
I crawl away from him and don’t miss his sharp intake of breath. I look back to see him taking in my backside and thighs. I know he can see my butt cheeks since I’m only wearing a thong under my little skirt. Heat floods my gut and I want to resume what we’ve started, but I have a customer. I stand up, wiping my mouth as I turn to greet whoever just ruined the best make-out session of my life. I should be embarrassed, but I’m not. I’m worried he’ll realize this is nuts and run out the back. I plaster a grin on my face, and to make sure he doesn’t move, I place my toes on his thigh. When I hear him chuckle, I cover it by greeting my return customer. “Ellen! How are you?”
I feel his fingers circle my ankle.
“Louisa! Why are you always so damn cute?”
I usually love talking to Ellen, she’s one of my favorites, but when hot reading guy’s mouth starts to trail up my calf, I want her to leave.
Now.
“Aw, you’re too sweet!”
“Are you a naughty librarian?” she teases, and I don’t know how I’m talking right now when his lips are brushing against my heated skin.
“Nope, showcasing books that have the ‘Brat’ trope. So I dressed the part.”
I feel his smile before his teeth sink into the spot between my calf and back of my knee. My breath hitches, and it’s a struggle not to cry out or close my eyes in bliss. Ellen is none the wiser. She giggles as she leans on the counter. I know she can’t see him or even what he is doing, what with how big the counter is, but what surprises me is not the embarrassment, but the thrill of him touching me while she talks to me.
Okay, maybe I should accept that I am a deranged whore.
And at this moment, I don’t give two flying fucks.
He traces his tongue along the back of my knee before placing small kisses and nips along my tender flesh.
Meanwhile, Ellen tells me, “Well, I love it, and I think you’re adorable! Did my preorder come in?”
“Ellen, you sneaky girl, you know it doesn’t come out till Tuesday.”
She smiles sheepishly as his tongue slides along the curve of my knee.
I may die here.
Today.
Now.
Jesus, take me.
“Darn it, I was hoping you had it.”
I shake my head jerkily. When he bites the top of my thigh, I squeeze the edge of the counter to keep from exploding right there. “It hasn’t even come in. Sorry.”
“No worries,” she says kindly, waving me off. “Are you okay? You look flushed.”
I feel him grin against my skin, and if I didn’t love this, I’d kick him. “Just fine. A bit hot.”
She nods before grabbing one of the books I’ve showcased today. “I’ll get the Billionaire’s Bratty Nanny.”
“Great choice. Such a hot read,” I somehow get out. She hands me the book, and I fight back a moan when he taps my knees. I know what he wants and I know I’m crazy, but I part my legs for him as I move to get her a bag. I have no control over my body when his tongue runs the length of my panty-covered lips. I slam a fist into the desk and bite my lip.
“Louisa?”
“I’m fine,” I croak out, shaking my head. “I stubbed my toe.”
“You poor thing.”
There is absolutely nothing poor about me at this moment, but I need her out of here.
