Chapter 74

She kissed me like she wanted to fuse her body to mine.

"You sure you don't want to consider the carpet?" I asked breathlessly.

"The floor is pretty dirty," she replied as she nibbled on my ear. Her tongue slid down my neck. She was suddenly ravenous, biting my flesh and sucking it into her mouth in a way that guaranteed I was going to have some marks.

"You don't have to do this," I moaned.

"I know," she said. "But you have to. I'm not taking no for an answer."

I chuckled. "I'm just saying I don't expect you to pay me back with anything."

She grabbed my shirt in her fist and yanked my face close to hers. "Fucking the man I love in a library is a secret fantasy of mine."

"Oh yeah?" I asked, suddenly intrigued.

She nodded. "Did you read that book I recommended a while back? The one about the students that get locked in a library overnight and they pass the time with some very creative activities?"

"I did read it," I groaned.

"Good, because there are a couple of things that couple did that I would like to try."

Her words sent a shiver down my spine as I looked at her. I couldn't believe how fast things had turned from sentimental to spicy. And yet, it seemed completely natural.

She leaned in closer, whispering into my ear about the pages she'd dog-eared in that book, the erotic adventures she wanted us to undertake right there in the library. Each word was a tantalizing promise of what was to come.

"Are you sure you're flexible enough?" I asked.

A devilish smile spread across her lips. "Absolutely certain," she replied, her eyes gleaming with mischief and hidden desires. "I can't think of a better way to christen our library."

My heart pounded in my chest like a runaway horse. My body responded instantly to her. My hands slipped under her blouse, tracing the contours of her back before I pulled her face down for another kiss.

Her hands slipped under my shirt. Her nails scraped across my flesh. "I want you naked," she whispered.

"Well, I have to listen to the librarian." Her fingers unfastened my belt, deft and swift. I let out a sharp breath, my head falling back against the chair.

"I've always wanted to do this," she said between kisses that left me breathless.

I pushed her off me. "This is going to work better if you take those pants off."

She gave a throaty laugh, looking every bit the seductress she was. "Oh, you're so right," she said as she stood up. With a mischievous smile, she shimmied out of her pants, a sensuous tease that had me groaning low in my throat. There she stood in nothing but her underwear and bra, looking at me with an invitation I couldn't resist.

"Your turn," she said, reaching down to pull my shirt over my head. My muscles rippled under her touch, the cold air doing nothing to quell the fire burning within me.

As our clothes fell to the carpet, the room took on a new energy.

"No bookshelf installations today then?" I teased as she made her way back into my arms, her skin against mine setting off fireworks in my veins.

"Not today, Archer." She chuckled. "Today is reserved for a different kind of activity." Her fingers traced an electrifying path down my chest, a wicked grin playing on her lips.

I reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. I couldn't resist reaching for her breast. I bent down to take her nipple into my mouth.

She arched against me, a soft moan escaping her lips. Her hands threaded through my hair as I continued to tease her.

I pulled away from her, my gaze dropping to the lacy underwear that was the only thing covering her. My fingers hovered over the waistband before tugging it downward. She stepped out of them gracefully, fully bare to me.

"God, you're more beautiful every day, Mary Ellen," I said, my voice rough with desire. I couldn't help but pull her closer, the heat between us becoming unbearable. Her hands ran down my chest to the waistband of my underwear.

I slid my fingertip across her folds, parting her before pushing in one finger. She groaned and went up on her tiptoes.

She was incredibly wet, her arousal evident in the heat radiating from her. "Archer," she gasped, her hands clawing at my back as the sensation of pleasure washed over her. I pushed in another finger, curving them within her. Her hips began to move against my hand.

She was losing control, just as I wanted her to. Her breath hitched as my thumb found her nub. A loud moan echoed around the library as I began to rub circles over it.

My arm went around her waist and kept her from falling to the floor. "Don't stop," she breathed.

I grinned at her command, my focus remaining on the task at hand. "You're so responsive, love," I murmured, pressing another kiss to her neck.

She shivered, throwing her head back as she rode the waves of pleasure I was causing. Her cries grew in volume and urgency as she neared the edge. I quickened my pace in response, my fingers plunging deeper into her.

Suddenly, her body tensed and a feral moan tore from her throat. Her climax washed over her in waves, her body shuddering in my arms. She sagged against me.

"Seeing you come undone is a sight to behold," I whispered into her ear, my fingers still buried deep within her. Her body trembled at the aftershocks of her release.

With a satisfied grin, I withdrew my hand from her wetness and slowly pulled away. I looked around, noting the limited options we had. I grabbed my shirt and put it on the floor. Then I stretched out on my back and pulled her over me.

I grinned. "I'll take the rug burns."

"My knees will suffer rug burns," she said with a giggle.

"Knees or spine?" I asked.

"Well, since you're already offering," she teased back, her eyes sparkling with mischief. I couldn't help but laugh low in my chest at her comment.

With an elegant movement, she straddled me, her hands roaming over my chest.

"I can't believe I'm finally getting to do this," she murmured. She put her head back and looked up at the shelves. "I feel so naughty. The bad, bad librarian."

"Now that this is your library, I think we should brainstorm some fresh ideas."

"Fresh ideas?" she repeated.

"For us. For after hours."

She flashed a saucy grin. "Oh, I think if we put our heads together, we'll come up with some very good ideas. For now, I just have one."

She leaned down, her breasts brushing against my chest. She whispered into my ear, her warm breath sending shivers down my spine. "Let's christen every corner of this library with nothing between us. You know I'm clean and I've been taking birth control for a while."

Every word that fell from her lips sounded like an erotic verse of a forbidden love song. The thought of marking our territory in the vast expanse of books was thrilling. I felt myself stiffen further under her.

"Love your idea and I'm clean too just in case you were wondering. I haven't been with anyone but you since we started seeing each other." My voice was barely a whisper. My heart pounded in anticipation as I looked up at her smoky gaze.

With that, she sank onto me, taking me in fully. A loud moan escaped me as her body pulled me in. She bit her lower lip, a perfect picture of concentration, before she began to move. Her hips rolled in a rhythm that had us both gasping for air.

Her hands rested on my chest, fingers digging into my skin as she increased her pace—slow and torturous at first, faster and purposeful as time passed.

The heat was intoxicating, our bodies glistening with a sheen of sweat. Her fingers ran through my hair, pulling slightly every time she took me in deeper. The dim light cast her in a soft glow.

I made a mental note to get the electricity turned on. It was hotter than hell. But I didn't care. She was all I could feel, all I could see, all I could breathe.

My hands snaked up her bare back, my nails digging into her soft flesh. She seemed to enjoy that, a moan slipping from her lips and echoing around the silent room. Her movements became erratic, hips grinding against me in desperation. I could tell she was getting close again.

I sat up, capturing her lips with mine as our rhythm shattered into a frenzy of movement. The taste of her filled my mouth, sweet and intoxicating. I knew I would never get enough of her. Her fingers tugged at my hair, pulling me closer, deepening the kiss.

As her moans grew in urgency once more, she broke away from our kiss. Panting heavily, she gazed down at me with lust-filled eyes. I saw that desperate need in her eyes.

I lay back down. Her chest heaved up and down with her breasts bouncing. I watched as she leaned back, her hands resting on my thighs with her head back. Her hair brushed over my thighs as her body swayed rhythmically. A newfound hunger surged through me, a yearning to have her again and again.

I reached between us, finding that sweet spot that always made her gasp. I touched her with a familiarity gained from many nights together. Her body bucked at the contact. I applied more pressure, feeling the walls of her sheath tighten around me.

The sight of her lost in pleasure would be forever etched into my memory. The sway of her body, the rhythm of our coupling, it was all so very intoxicating.

Her breath hitched and she began moving faster, riding me hard as she chased the climax that was just within reach. Every roll of her hips took me closer to the edge.

"Let go, love," I coaxed between heavy breaths, my voice raspy with need, "Lose yourself in me."

A shudder ran through Mary Ellen at my whisper, making her quiver all over. Her body tensed, her fingers digging deeper into my thighs. Suddenly, she cried out, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. It was enough to send me over the edge too. With a low grunt, I surrendered myself to the intense euphoria.

She collapsed on me, her hair falling onto my chest and tickling my skin. We lay there for a while, silent except for our irregular breathing.

"Wow," she whispered. "That was wild. I cannot believe we just did that."

"Oh, we did." I chuckled. "And I hope we're going to do it again."

She lifted her head to look at me, a sly smile on her lips. "Is that a challenge?" she asked, mischief glinting in her eyes.

"Yes."

"I think the first thing we need to do is get the AC fixed in here," she said as she rolled away.

"I had the same thought."

"I can't believe this is ours," she said as she started to dress. "This is so crazy. There is so much I want to do."

"And I know you're going to do all of it."

I got up and reached for my underwear. She moved behind me and touched my back. "Rug burns?" she asked.

"Yes." I grinned. "But they were worth it."

"I'll take care of you," she murmured, her voice heavy with promises of more. She kissed my back and then lower. "Why don't we go back to your place and I will kiss all your pain away?"

"I'm holding you to that," I murmured, turning around to pull her into my arms. She was already dressed but I couldn't resist burying my face into her neck, inhaling her sweet floral scent mixed with the musk of our earlier activities.

"Let's go then," she whispered with a final lingering kiss against my bare chest.