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“Careful what you say.” His fingers keep rubbing up and down against the spot outside my panties. “You’re telling me this is mine.”
“Please,” I beg. My hands fist my skirt, needing something to hang on to.
“Please? Now you sound like a good girl.” His fingers slip past my panties, pulling them to the side and exposing me to him.
“Crane—” I want to move to do something, but he told me not to.
“I’ll take care of you.” He drops to his knees, burying his face between my thighs. With only a few swipes of his tongue, I’m already coming. I’d be embarrassed if I wasn’t crying out his name in pure pleasure. I’m sure he can sense how inexperienced I am. He’s barely touched me, and I’m already orgasming.
Not that it stops him. His mouth devours me, drinking down my release only to push me toward another. “Crane, I oh.”
“Give it to me. It’s mine,” he growls before he sucks my clit into his mouth. His tongue strokes me back and forth. I cry out again, my hips thrusting forward. Crane grabs my hips, keeping me in place so I don’t fall off the desk.
My eyes flutter open as I start to come back down to earth. Crane slips my panties back into place before he rises to his feet and then rights my skirt.
“That was…” I trail off, not having words to describe how good it was.
“Perfection,” he responds before kissing me again. He groans into my mouth when I deepen the kiss. I want more. I want to give him the same pleasure he just gave me.
“Is it too late to—” I jerk back from the kiss and turn my head to see Martha standing in the doorway of the library. We closed twenty minutes ago, but I hadn’t locked the door. I never do until I leave.
“It’s fine,” I tell her. Crane grabs my hips, lifting me off the counter to put me on my feet. My eyes catch the screen of his phone as he snags it off the counter where he’d dropped it. Six missed calls show on the screen.
Six? Someone must really need to get a hold of him. My first thought goes to another woman. Someone from back in the city. Maybe not a girlfriend but a fling or booty call.
“I just wanted to grab one of these.” Martha shakes me from my thoughts. She goes straight for the romance holiday book table and snags up two. I proceed to check her out as quickly as I can. The entire time, she eyes up Crane, who is clicking away on his phone now. Who the heck is he talking to?
Martha slips back out of the library, and I’m sure she’s going to let a handful of people know that she walked in on Crane and me kissing. Luckily, that’s all she saw. A few seconds sooner and she really would have had something to talk about. I peek over at Crane. I’d let him go down on me right here on the front desk in the library.
What’s gotten into me? Crane, that’s what. A man I know very little about. One I think only grows more mysterious as I grow closer to him. How is that possible? I don’t know, but it is.
13
CRANE
My phone buzzes again, but I ignore it as I open the car door for Liza.
She slides in, and I lean down and fasten her seat belt.
Once I’m in the driver’s seat, I head toward the diner.
“We’re going to dinner?” she asks.
“I heard your stomach growl.” I reach out and take her hand.
She looks straight ahead and worries at her bottom lip.
“What is it, babe?” I squeeze her fingers.
“Nothing. I just …”
“You can tell me.” I hope she doesn’t feel like I took things too far in the library. Hell, I want to take them a lot further. She’s irresistible, and I still have a trace of her on my tongue.
“I, um, saw you had a lot of missed calls.” She glances at me from the corner of her eye. “And you were talking to someone.”
“That’s just work.”
“It was?” She turns all the way toward me now.
