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Her leg hitched itself over his hip, and he pushed her skirt up. Taking full advantage of the angle, he slid two fingers into her wet, naked core. She tipped her head back and closed her eyes.

He grabbed her chin with his spare hand. “No. Open your eyes. I want you to look at me while I make you come, again, and again, and again.” With each word, he drove his fingers deeper inside her until she was squirming against his palm, begging forrelease. He forced a third finger into her tight hole, pushing her up the wall until she was impaled on his hand.

She made a noise that was half-blissful moan and half-disappointed sigh when he suddenly stopped moving.

“Not yet,” he grinned, throwing her words from the library back in her face.

Touché. She was so close, so fucking close.

“The glasses,” he said.

Confused by the non-sequitur, she gave a slight shake of her head.

“The glasses, you have to wear the glasses.”

“Really? Okaaaay, any other sartorial wishes?”

“No, just them,” Xavier said. “I want you to wear just them. Fantasies, remember?”

“Youdohave a librarian fetish.”

“Possibly. I’ve always liked glasses on a stunning woman, and, well, when an opportunity presents itself…”

She stepped towards him and slid her hands down his torso. “You take it with both hands.”

Hope reinforced the point by encircling his eager penis with her warm fingers. Her hand remained still, just a promise of things to come, so to speak.

Relinquishing her tender grip, Hope went back to her purse by the door. As promised, she put the fine black-rimmed glasses back on her face, a little surprised by the warmth that lit his eyes.

“Xavier?” she whispered.

“Hmm?”

“I need you inside me. Please.”

“Soon.”

“Now. Remember who’s in charge.”No more nice girl.

Determined to have him completely, she reached between them and took his cock in her hand. Sliding the head over her pussy juices, she rested it against her slick opening.

He groaned, the muscles in his arms tensing with the effort of holding back. He pressed a hand to her stomach to hold her against the wall while he retrieved a condom from his jean pocket, unzipped his fly, and rolled it over his engorged member.

Hope sighed blissfully as she grasped the newly sheathed member and guided it to her desired location. She screamed in triumph and bliss as he squeezed his thick cock into her pussy in one long, slow plunge.

Coherent thought was impossible, only the driving need to join their bodies. They both exhaled slowly in sweet relief. They were one, finally merged together in blissful union.

One moan merged with the next creating a long wail of pleasure as he drove into her again and again, all the way to his hilt. When he stretched her nipple with his fingertips, she lost it. The wave of pleasure was all encompassing. The muscles of her pussy clenched around his cock, squeezing it further inside her.

It only took a few more hard thrusts before he cried out in a volume echoing those from her moments before. His shuddering release triggered another orgasm of her own, his hips still rotating against hers in a mind-numbing grind.

He stroked her hands down her sides as he slumped against her with his full weight, their panting breaths blowing across her damp skin. He mumbled something unintelligible into her shoulder.

“What was that?” she panted.

He raised his head an inch and sighed. “I think I said damn. I’m not really sure.”

Unable to process a complete sentence, she chose to heartily agree. “Ditto.”

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