Page 30 of His Shy Girl

“Wow. Did you really just say that?”

We both turn our heads to the sound of the deep voice. My boyfriend is glaring the bitch down, looking like he’s about to burst a blood vessel in the side of his temple.

“Who are you?” Morgan’s voice turns seductive. “Are you a new student?” She’s already trying to sink her hooks into him, but it doesn’t look like he’s taking the bait. His entire frame is rigid. He’s pissed.

“I’m hers,” he states, tipping his chin toward me. “And you owe my girl an apology for what you just said.”

Her eyes turn the size of saucers. She looks from him to me, wondering how on earth I landed myself such a hottie. I’m still wondering the same thing. “You’re dating her? The Sputtering Carburetor?”

He cracks his jaw. “You call her that again, and I promise I’ll ruin your reputation here. Now, I suggest you turn around and apologize to my girlfriend and then take your bitchy self out of my sight.”

Morgan’s expression is priceless. I don’t think she ever thought she’d see the day where someone would be calling her ugly or telling her off. She quickly turns and apologizes, but I shake my head. “You can save your breath, Morgan. Your apology is worth about as much your bitchy personality. Zilch. Now, can you leave? You’re no longer wanted in our presence.”

I can’t even believe that the words came out smooth. In all the years I’ve wanted to stand up for myself, I never had the courage or the ability to speak up. But Brennon just gave me the confidence I needed. And I didn’t stutter through a single word.

“You just spoke normal.” She looks shocked. “Have you just been faking it all this time?”

Is she serious? She’s known me since grade school. Does she really think I’d spend twelve years struggling with my speech for the fun of it? Knowing her IQ level, she probably does.

“You’re still here. Buh-bye.” Brennon rudely brushes her off, and she finally takes the hint and leaves. “You okay, babe?” He steps up and pulls me into his arms. “Please don’t take what she said personally. She’s a bitch.”

I shake my head. “Thanks for saving the day. What are you doing here? I thought I was supposed to text you when I finished up?”

“I couldn’t wait that long. I’ve been thinking about you all day, and was desperate for a taste.”

He pushes me up against the stacks and I see it in his eyes. The need is burning hot.

“You can’t kiss me here. We’ll get caught. Come with me.” I push my cart all the way to the back of the library, in the corner where no one ventures unless they’re looking for encyclopedias. But nowadays, people just use the internet to look things up. I don’t know why the school keeps them, but the librarian says that if the internet ever disappears, we’ll still have all the facts.

“Have you ever looked upcunnilingusunderc, baby?” His whispered question casts over my ear, and a shiver runs through my shoulders. “I wonder if it’s in there. A picture of a guy buried between a woman’s legs.” His hands run down my sides, teasing over my bare thighs. Sliding up under my skirt. “I wonder if the great scholars had ever had the privilege to taste a woman.” My skirt begins sliding up my thighs, and my head whips around.

“Brennon, what are you doing?”

“Shhh...baby. It’s fine. I promise I’ll be quick.”

I look past his shoulder and see that the coast is clear. I’m pretty sure the substitute has no intention of leaving her chair until the school closes. She was too busy playing Candy Crush on her phone that I could barely get a response from her. I highly doubt she’ll come looking for me.

He drops to his knees before me and reaches between my legs. “You’re already soaked for me.” I grow even wetter as hisfingers slide over my underwear, massaging my entrance. Two digits circling the drain of my heat, making me swirl with need. I brace my hands on the book cart to steady my wobbly legs. The tingly feeling is already starting to spread, radiating out to every nerve.

“I’ve been fantasizing about this, babe. Daydreaming about going down on you in here.” My panties are suddenly pulled to the side and his fingers slide right up to the most sensitive part of my body, hitting me with a blast of all those sinful tingles. I cling to the cart tighter, fighting to hold back my whimpers. It feels so good. His two pads rubbing back and forth, gently. Softly. Teasing me into a coil of tension that’s needing to spring free.

When I feel his tongue slide over my entrance, lapping up my honey, back and forth, then dipping inside, just the tip, I break my silence on a moan.

“Shhh…baby. You’re supposed to be quiet in a library.”

I don’t know how anyone could be quiet when they’re being devoured by their boyfriend. The tightness is coiling up. His tongue licking my body right into a tizzy. When his fingers pinch around my swollen button at the front, my orgasm snaps. The pleasure rushes in, engulfing every nerve ending with shuttering sparks. My thoughts go up in flames as he licks me through the fire and rides me through all the little shocks.

His tongue gives me one last sensual kiss, before my panties are fitted back in place and my skirt is fixed.

“You and your sexy little pussy are trouble.” He rises to his feet.“Now, can I help you get these books put back so that we can get out of here? I have plans for you this afternoon. You and that tight throat are needed.”

I swallow hard as the pleasure of the thought rolls through me. That’s one thing my mouth is really good at.

20

Brennon

Three months later…

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