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“You didn’t lock the two at the back of the room.”
My eyes pop wide when I realize how stupid we’ve been. My only thought was to get inside of Andie as quickly as possible and to hell with everything else.
“I’m sorry.” I run my hands through my hair. “I lost my mind when Jenna opened her mouth.”
She smiles and brushes her fingertips over my forehead. “I was pretty pissed when she opened her mouth as well.” She gives me a small kiss and whispers, “Thank you for defending me.”
“God, I wanted to tell her that you had been well and truly fucked by me, but I figured you’d appreciate the extra assignment gesture instead.”
“Every time we’re together in a sexual way, I always feel well and truly loved. I just wanted you to know that.”
“That’s always my aim.” I tap her on the bottom. “You’re late for your next class.”
“I have a free period. It’s when I usually write out my lesson for the class I take for you.”
“Hmm,” I sling an arm around her shoulders, and suggest. “In that case, I think you need my help.” I frown. “We shouldn’t stay in here though. Perhaps the library? Less tongues will wag if we’re in public.”
“Tongues will wag because you, Professor Lawrence, are never seen hanging around college with female staff or students.”
“You noticed?” I grin.
She rolls her eyes and grabbing her notes and knapsack from her desk, says, “Let’s go and grab coffee and then to the study section of the library.”
12
Andie
Hanging out with Sawyer at the Library makes me happy because we’re out in the open and yet no one has a clue that we’re dating. We haven’t exactly been on an official date yet, but that’s what I’m calling it. Dating.
As I watch him across the table with a pen in one hand, while he types, one-handed, on the laptop, I’m reminded of the touch of his hands on my body and the pleasure they arouse in me.
My body heats at the reminder and I can honestly say I’m truly distracted. It’s been like this all week since he’d brought me here after giving me two orgasms in the classroom. My mind and body find him extremely distracting and I know that we’ve been getting strange looks from the Liberians in here. They don’t know anything so what’s the point in stopping what we’re referring to as open study.
“Andie,” Sawyer growls, although he doesn’t stop what he’s doing. “You need to stop looking at me as though I have no clothes on,” he hisses between his teeth.
I blink and sit up straighter in my chair. “Yes, Professor,” I agree in a sultry voice that has his fists clenching.
Even though I know it’s wrong of me to tease him while we’re in public, I can’t resist. So taking my pencil, I slowly slide it between my lips and hollowing out my cheeks, I slide it in deeper before let
ting it plop out.
Sawyer’s hooded eyes are focused on my mouth and his breathing is labored. He presses some keys on his laptop and then he urgently whispers, “Follow me.”
My eyes widen at the meaning behind his action as he gets to his feet. “The old texts are in the same place?” he asks of the Librarian.
“Yes, Professor. They haven’t moved yet.”
“Thank you.” He turns to me. “Ms. Foster, now is the time to learn how to locate the older readings.” He urges me up with his eyes so I quickly follow him along the dark halls of the library, which look deserted.
At the end Sawyer grabs my hand and tugs me between two rows of bookshelves, and then he has me up in his arms and his lips on mine.
“I couldn’t take it anymore,” he whispers, nuzzling and kissing his way down my neck and along my collarbone. “We can’t do anything here, but hell, Andie, you and that pencil. My brain scrambled.”
Gripping his shoulders so that I keep my balance, I rub my pelvis against him and moan when I feel the strength of his arousal trapped between us. “Are you sure we can’t do anything?” I pause, gripping his head when he bites one of my nipples through my shirt. “Oh God! Sawyer.”
His hands and mouth are everywhere and when he slides his hands up the back of my skirt, and then into my panties, I absolutely melt. I lift a leg around his hip to get closer, and I’m not disappointed when his strong hands grip my butt, holding me still while he rubs his erection on my clit through my panties.
I grip the nape of his neck as his face is buried in the curve of my shoulder. His hands spread the cheeks of my bottom open, and then one more touch of his cock on my clit, and I’m coming. I throw my head back, clamp my mouth tightly shut and moan through the intense pleasure of my release. He continues to press against my sensitive folds until I can’t take any more and beg, “Please stop. No more.”
