I need to have her.
Now.
Emily frowns as I remove my hand from her thigh and get to my feet. “What are you doing?”
“Come with me.” I hold out my hand for her to take, and Emily laces her fingers through mine.
Her hand is so small and soft compared to my own calloused palm, and I gently stroke my thumb across the back of her hand as I lead us away from the main study area.
“Where are we going?”
I flash her a wink. “To study biology.”
I weave us through the rows of occupied desks until we reach the rows upon rows of bookshelves that cover most of the ground floor of the library.
When I’m certain that we’re alone, I back her up against a random shelf that is tucked away, and Emily’s eyes widen as I take her face in my hands.
“What are you doing?”
“Studying.” I lean in to take her lower lip between my teeth.
Her breath catches, and I smile against her mouth before sucking on her lip.
I love how reactive she is to my touch. It only makes me more desperate to get my hands on her so I can learn the sounds she makes when I touch her with my fingers or my tongue.
She relaxes against my body, parting her lips to give me access to her mouth, and I angle her head so I can deepen the kiss.
At the first brush of my tongue against hers, she lets out a little moan that sends all the blood rushing to my cock.
“Emily.”
She lets out a soft giggle before her fingers sink into my hair, and she’s kissing me once more.
If all I could do was kiss Emily Mullens for the rest of my life, I would die a happy man.
I devour her sweet mouth as I let my fingers graze down the delicate skin of her neck. I don’t stop until I reach the curves of her breasts, and Emily arches into me, a silent invitation for me to continue.
I do not need to be asked twice.
I take her swollen breast in my hand and squeeze, trying to ignore the dull ache in my pants as I imagine fucking Emily right here against the shelves.
I lean into her ear as I palm her breast. “I’m going to need you to be quiet. Can you do that for me?”
Emily sinks her fingers into my biceps as I push down the material of her dress and tease her peaked nipple with my thumb, but she stays quiet, like I asked.
“That’s my girl.” I bend down and take her nipple in my mouth.
A choked sound escapes Emily as I suck on the sensitive bud, but she manages to control herself as I swirl my tongue around her nipple.
My cock is painfully hard, but it will have to wait.
Right here, right now, it’s all about Emily.
As I wrap an arm around her waist to keep her steady, I continue sucking and licking at her breast as my other hand trails over her bare thighs. When I reach between them, I curse under my breath as my fingers graze along the wet seam of her panties.
“Please, Danil.”
I push aside her panties and run my index finger along her drenched core, biting back at a groan at how wet she is for me.