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Relaxing my neck on a small stack of pocketbooks, I tilt my neck up to close my eyes and focus all my sensation on following the scrape of his stubble further down my body as it follows the panties he’s pulling down. My moaning gets too loud for the surroundings, but I can’t help myself.

Before I can get too comfortable, I whip my head forward when he pinches my nipple. I look down to see him nestled between my knees. “Eyes on me. But keep it down Jules. We’re in a library.” With a wink, he moves back down, and I prop my elbows back to watch him like he asked.

Circling my slit, he pulls back to blow on me and open me wider with one hand while his other one rounds the small of my back and tugs me down a little.

I close my knees around his face, but he brushes his rough chin against my knee to move them where he wants.

Message received.

I open my legs wide and bite my bottom lip as he moves closer to taste me.

Moving up to keep eye contact with me while he laps up my excitement, I hear the metal of his buckle, and his zipper go down. I sit up a little more to see him take himself into his own hands.

Damn. This man is unbelievable. I’ve never witnessed a man so confident he could handle himself in front of me. Even from a distance, he looks like a lot to take. His length will forever be etched into my fantasies.

“Not fair. You’re taking care of us both.”

“You can take care of us both another time, mi amor.”

I don’t know how things can get any better from here. But they do.

He’s moaning as much as I am, but his vibrations go straight to my clit and continue up my spine to catapult my heart into an echelon of faster beats that I haven’t experienced in a long time.

His groans turn into a deeper noise between my legs. I watch him tuck his tongue away to properly shush me. “Shhh. It’s a library. Keep quiet.”

I lose my sense of place for a moment and laugh loudly. How does this man take me switch from flirty to funny in moments?

Back to flirty, he dives back down and flattens his tongue on me, while I hear him pick up the pace on himself too. Every stroke, every lick, every murmur is pulling me closer.

“Papi, I want you so bad.”

Suddenly he thrusts three fingers in me and sucks my clit to make me plummet over the edge.

Still pumping himself hard, he stands up and watches his name repeatedly fall off my lips like a mantra luring him closer. “Adriel. Papi. I want to come on your cock next time.”

I reach up and pinch my own nipple to give him a show, and he comes all over them both.

He rests his forehead on my shoulder, and pants. “Was that okay? Fuck. I couldn’t control myself when you said that.”

I swipe my thumb down through the mess of him on my chest and lick my fingers clean. “You’ve got my permission to do that again, too.”

He kisses my neck and pulls his tank top from his shoulder and uses it to wipe me clean.

Watching this beautiful cowboy clean every inch of my chest makes me feel like the sexiest I’ve felt in years. Makes me feel like I really want to date him.

I’d love to ride this high a bit longer, but, as good as this has been, I can’t help but feel like it’s not serious. It’s too fast. Too intense. It feels like a hookup, and it’s clear now that this isn’t enough.

Is this all he wants?

Chapter Nine

Adriel

Luckily, we stopped when we did because the next thing I hear is a knock on the door and my Ana talking through the crack.

I kiss Jules and shuffle the boxes back into their positions on the edge of the table and move to open the door.

“Mija. Good you knocked; the door must have swung shut while we were moving books in the back.”

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