“It’s naw ridiculous tae tell a beautiful woman she smells amazing,” he counters. “Maybe ye should find a better boyfriend.”
“I don’t have a boyfriend,” I blurt out in one gasp. It’s hard to say why I felt the need to offer that up so fast, except it’s really hard to think when he’s this close. “I mean, I have had them in the past. Boyfriends that is, just not right now.” Oh my God! Why?
“Good tae know.” Oh he is very sly. I should run screaming, but all traces of reason have flown right out of my brain. I’ll just stick around a few more minutes to see what else he says in that sexy accent. A few more minutes never hurt anyone, right?
“I would hate tae have tae explain tae him why he now has tae find someone else. Especially after I do this.” He leans down, gently kissing me.
When he pulls back, we stand staring at each other. I have a decision to make. He’s letting me decide if I want to continue this or walk back to the table. Reaching up, I run my hand around the back of his neck, pulling him to me.
“Kiss me again,” I whisper in his ear seconds before his mouth crashes back over mine. My eyes close as my lips open in invitation to him.
Laying the book on a shelf behind me, Alex braces his hands on either side of my head, taking slow licks into my mouth with his tongue. I can feel the slow longing build between my thighs. No, no, this is just some making out in the bookstacks, nothing more.
“Claire?” My name rolls off his lips in a dizzying brogue, and I’m lost. He rolls his hips against mine, capturing the moan that escapes me with his mouth. I feel his hand slide under my shirt and I shamelessly push my hard, aching nipples toward him. One touch is all it takes to have us scrambling to get through our clothes as quickly as possible.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I moan at Alex, tugging his shirt over his head. “I don’t even know you.” My brain is screaming at me to stop, but I flip it off, choosing to follow my libido instead. “Besides, if we get caught, we could get arrested.” I hear him laugh, pulling back.
“I think I’ll just get deported,” he says. “Dae ye want me tae stop?”
“God, no!” is all I get out before he picks me up with my back against the shelf, pulling my T-shirt off over my head. Holding me against the shelf, he pushes my bra down, exposing both of my breasts. He pulls one hard nipple into his mouth, sucking it to a hard peak as he rolls the other one between his thumb and forefinger.
“Alex,” I moan, grinding against him.
“Mas e do thoil e!” I’m pretty sure he’s no longer speaking a language I recognize. Setting me down, he grabs for his wallet, pulling out a condom before tossing the wallet on the floor. Holding the condom between his fingers, he raises an eyebrow at me. “Tell me tae stop, Claire. Before I’m lost forever.”
“I don’t think I can do that,” I answer him. With a shake of his head I don’t understand, he rolls the condom down his shaft. I gasp when he seizes my hips, lifting me back up to his waist. When I wrap my legs around his body, he eases into me. Giving me just a few moments to adjust, he thrusts deep, capturing my scream with his hand covering my mouth.
“We have tae be quiet,mo ghaol, or someone will hear us.” I nod my head as his hand slides off my mouth, returning to my back.
The next thrust rolls my head back on my shoulders as I scramble to keep my hold around his neck. But this time, I bite down on my bottom lip to keep from screaming out. It’s been years since I’ve had a man give me an orgasm.
I’m taken a bit by surprise when his hard thrusts have me grinding back down on him at a fevered pace.
“Christ! Where have ye been hiding?” he growls out between gritted teeth. “You’re so fucking amazing.”
“I like how you say fuck,” I pant. “It sounds dirtier.” I hear a strangled laugh.
“Claire, I cannae hold oot much longer,mo ghaol.” Somewhere in the very back of my sex-addled mind, I make a mental note to look that word up. I angle my hips to rub my clit along the root of his shaft. Two more hard thrusts is all it takes to send the sparks bursting behind my eyes.
I feel Alex desperately trying to stay quiet, pushing hard into me. When I finally can gulp in deep breaths again, I realize I’ve sunk my teeth into his shoulder to keep from crying out.
Easing to his knees, he holds me against him, rocking back until we are sitting on the floor. Gazing at his amazing body, I can see a perfect set of teeth marks on his shoulder.
“Oh my God, I think I drew blood,” I whisper in horror, examining the mark. So it wasn’t enough to have dirty sex with a complete stranger, I have to maim him as well? What have I done? This isn’t me, I don’t have one-time flings with men I’ve known all of a handful of minutes. I’ve lost my mind completely!
“I hope so. It could be my best tattoo yet,” Alex says, breaking through my rising panic. He looks at his shoulder before swinging his grin back at me.
“I…” I start to explain how I’m not a slut. But before I get it out, I tilt my head to the side in confusion. Why didn’t I notice his tattoos before? Was I really too horny to see he’s covered in them? Shaking my head, I look back into his eyes.
“I…” I try to start again, but what do you say to a guy you don’t know that you just screwed in the bookstacks of the library after talking to him for a whole half hour? I don’t normally do this? That this was the first time I’ve done something this compulsive? Why would he ever believe that?
“Whit, Claire?” he asks. “Just say, ye’re screwed now for all other women, Alex. Or better, when can I rock yer world again, Alex?” I laugh, feeling a little more at ease. Wait, does that mean he does this kind of thing all the time?
“I was going to say, we’d better get dressed before someone finds us, Alex,” I answer him.
“Good point, Claire.” We both go about the process of untangling our clothes. I’m trying not to actually make eye contact with him while looking unaffected at the same time. He doesn’t seem to have a problem trying to catch my eye though. His eyebrows knit in question. “Claire?”
We both jump when a voice booms out, “Alex!” Alex scrambles faster to get his clothes on. “I know you’re in here somewhere,” the voice is closer this time. Alex leaps out of the stacks in time to head off the man with the voice.
