Should she do it?
Well...It wasn't like there were any cameras. Plus, there was that whole you only live once deal she’d decided on. Of course, getting kicked out of the library for indecent exposure wasn’t her idea of fun. There were still people coming and going. Her heart pounded double-time in her chest. Her co-workers could catch her at any moment.
The thrill of doing something she wasn't supposed to had her giddy with excitement.
She lifted her short blue skirt up to her hips, bunching it there. Then she slowly stroked over her panties and bit back a moan. Oh, that felt good. So bad and good at the same time. Her nipples ached. She wanted so badly to reach up and squeeze her tits.
Her phone buzzed with a new message.
Push the panties to the side and feel yourself. Slide your fingers over your pussy lips and rub a little circle over your clit. Show me you like it.
Oh, mother of all things naughty she was in trouble. Her body heated instantly. There wasn't much she could do but follow his instructions. Was it a bad idea? Absolutely, but this was a fantasy. One of the many she wanted to make real.
She did what he asked her to. Stroking her pussy, feeling the wetness from her center drip to drench her panties. Her nipples rubbed against the normally soft cotton of her bra. Right at that moment it felt rough and painful. A new sensation to heighten her desire. Nerves and need turned her muscles tense.
Blake sent another text. She bit her lip, swallowing back the whimpers riding her throat.
I love the look on your face when you're touching yourself. Are you thinking of us? Wishing it was one of us touching you?
Lord, yes! She lifted a trembling hand from gripping her desk and replied a simple yes. Her other hand was busy between her legs.
Another buzz from Blake.
Tap at your clit for me. I bet it’ll feel so good.
She read the message and slapped two fingers on her clit under her desk. She jerked in her seat, still holding on to her desk with her other hand. The light tap set her body on fire. A soft gasp escaped her throat.
At that point, all she could do was stare, ensuring no one watched.
Another message.
Keep doing that beautiful. Your face is flushed and you look gorgeous. I can’t wait to fuck your pussy. I bet you’re so wet. Wet and ready to be fucked hard, aren’t you?
One of the old men stood to go and she stopped, the air pumping hard in and out of her lungs. What the hell was she doing? This was the kind of stuff that would get someone fired.
She didn't care. She couldn't care. Her mind was too far gone. All she could think about was that Blake was in the library watching her. And that thought alone drove her crazy. It pushed her to do something she’d never done before, like what she was doing at that moment.
She sucked in harsh breaths, trying to stop herself from moaning and groaning as she dipped two digits into her pussy and it squeezed around them. She wasn’t wet. She was soaked.
A new message came through.
One more person gone. Don't worry beautiful very soon.
Very soon what? If she didn’t come soon, she might scream. She stopped touching herself when she noticed the second older man stand. Holy crap! He was coming her way. She tried to appear composed as the man neared her desk.
“I'm going to the bakery, miss. Would you like me to get you something?” he asked. He was a regular, always coming to read the paper.
Shaking her head slightly, she smiled. “Thank you, but no. I'm fine.”
“All right. I'll be back in a little while.” He grinned, his face wrinkling as he did. He tipped his hat and turned around, heading for the door.
She wasn't a hundred percent sure there was no one else around. People sometimes sat down between the aisles to read books or browse a particular section. She didn’t get a chance to think about that too long before a new message came in from Blake.
Wild animal section. Now.
EIGHT
She wasn't sure what was there. Hot shudders shot down her spine. Her palms tingled with sweat and exhilaration.
She jumped to her feet and made her way to the back of the library where the section devoted to books on wild animals and their habitats had been created. It was several corridors away from the main section but had been popular from the very beginning.
When she neared the last corner her heart pounded hard in her ears to the tune of a thousand drums. What she’d find there, she didn't know. One thing was for sure, she needed to keep the game going. Blake and Kane had uncovered something new, something different inside her. They’d given her hope that there were men who could want a woman just as she was with the body she had. That they could go crazy for her and that there was no need for her to change and turn into a different woman altogether.
At her final turn a hand shot out and grabbed her. She squeaked for a second or two. Then his lips crashed over hers, and at the same time, he pushed her against the wall, pressing his hard body over hers.