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And suddenly, he was right. It was a thrill. I had never considered myself an exhibitionist, but Bruin made it feel sexy, not scary. He carried me to the library and took me inside, slamming the door shut behind him. He set me down and pressed me against one of the bookshelf-lined walls, lifting one of my legs to wrap around his waist as his hand slid down between my thighs. He stroked my clit and kissed me, his tongue pushing into my mouth as I rocked and moaned. It was too much too soon. My body was shaking, the sensation of his fingers against my clit overwhelming. Just before I came again, Bruin broke our kiss and gave me another order.
“Get on your knees.”
I dropped down immediately, licking my lips as I took his stiff cock in my hands and began to stroke him, pumping up and down. I looked up at him and he said, “Suck my cock. I want to feel the back of your throat, sweetheart.”
I obeyed, taking him into my mouth, feeling my cheeks ache as I bobbed up and down on his cock. My tongue flicked around the head of his shaft, my hands fondling his balls as he rocked his hips, fucking my mouth.
“Touch yourself while you blow me,” he ordered. “I want you to be nice and wet for me when I decide to fuck you again.”
I began fingering my own pussy while I deep-throated Bruin’s cock, nearly gagging myself again and again. But I loved it. Somehow, every time I felt his cock at the back of my throat, it just thrilled me. I felt proud, amazed at myself for being able to do it. I wanted to impress him, to make him feel as good as he made me feel.
“Oh, just like that,” Bruin hissed. He wrapped a fist in my hair and pushed me down on his cock, making me nearly cough. “Fucking take it, baby,” he growled.
I moaned, feeling my slick juices all over my fingers. God, I was so wet. I had never thought giving a blowjob could turn me on like this. But then again, this was Bruin. Every single thing he did, everything about him turned me on like nothing else.
“I bet you’d love for me to come down your throat, wouldn’t you?” he said.
I moaned, begging him to do it. To fill my mouth with his seed. I wanted so badly to taste him, to swallo
w every last drop. But he wasn’t done with me yet.
“Not yet, baby. I need that pussy nice and wet for me because I’m going to fuck you hard. I’m not going to show you a scrap of mercy,” he promised, his voice low and serious. God, I wanted that so badly. I wanted him to fuck me until I was broken. I wanted him to split me in half, use me and fill me up with his come.
“Stand up, Jillian. I don’t want to come in your mouth. I want to fill up that sweet, tight, little pussy of yours,” he insisted through gritted teeth.
I could tell it was taking all his strength not to blow. I got up and wiped my mouth, waiting for his instructions. He led me by the hand to the huge glossy window by the two reading chairs. I shied away for a moment, afraid that someone on the deck might look up and see us naked at any moment. But Bruin was not about to let me hide myself away.
“I’m going to fuck you in full view of the harbor,” he said, smirking.
“We could get caught,” I mumbled, my eyes wide.
He nodded and walked over to me, kissing me deeply. Then he pulled over the rolling cart used to carry books from one part of the library to the other. He picked me up and set me on it, pushing me down so I was lying on my back. I looked at him expectantly, a little afraid of getting caught, but more aroused by the idea of fucking the hottest man alive right in the open. Right now, I didn’t give a damn who saw us. I just needed Bruin inside me.
“You ready, baby?” he whispered. I nodded.
“Yes. Please. I’m so fucking wet, Bruin,” I pleaded. He smirked, pleased with my answer.
He positioned the head of his cock at my opening and teased me, rubbing the tip all around it in a tight circle, making me rock my hips. I gripped the sides of the cart for dear life.
“Beg for it,” he ordered.
“Please. I need you, Bruin.”
“What do you need?”
“Your cock. Deep inside me. I want you to tear me apart,” I begged. “Come inside me. Make me yours.”
“Oh, Jillian,” he said, shoving his full, enormous length inside me as I cried out. “You’re already mine.”
Nothing could have prepared me for the next few minutes.
He gripped the sides of the cart, sliding it back and forth, using it as leverage to pump his cock into me so hard it made me scream. I felt like he might literally be ripping me in two, and to be honest, I kind of hoped he was. I wanted it to hurt. I wanted to be so close to him that we became one. There was nothing in this world that felt so good as Bruin’s cock inside me. This was where I belonged, screaming and writhing before him while he used my body.
“Ohh. Oh, fuck,” I cried as he slammed into me again and again. I rocked my hips involuntarily, rising to meet his every thrust eagerly.
“Yes, yes, yes,” he grunted, pumping into me with abandon. Gone was his tight self-control. Now there was nothing holding him back. “You’re so fucking tight for me, baby. So goddamn tight.”
I could feel my pussy clenching, preparing to come again. Bruin leaned forward over me, kissing my breasts, my neck, my lips as he fucked me faster and harder. Finally he tensed up at the same time I did, both of us screaming out as we came in a gush of mingling juices. He pumped into me a few more times, then relaxed, peppering my face with gentle, loving kisses.
