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She’s got a shit-eating grin on her beautiful face and I swear if I didn’t love her before, I might now. I would do anything this woman asked of me. Go anywhere as long as I have her by my side.

Margot trails kisses down my neck toward the front of my throat. She licks from my Adam’s apple up toward my chin and then moves toward the other side of my neck. It is taking a concerted effort not to explode right then and there. I’m still gripping her hips but that notion hasn’t deterred her. If anything, the contact has spurred her on.

“I’m not kidding, sunshine. You keep moving like that and I’m not going to be able to hold back much longer.”

“So don’t,” Margot whispers into my ear, biting my lobe before she pulls away completely and leans back against the table. Her eyes say “fuck me” but I know her heart. This isn’t the way she wants her first time to be. I’ve fucked a lot of girls, something I’m not necessarily proud of anymore, and if this was any other girl, I’d already be buried deep inside them, not a care in the world. But this isn’t any other girl. This is my girl.

Using the grip I have on her waist, I hold her in that leaned back position. “This isn’t it. You know that.”

Margot sighs, halfway in annoyance, halfway in relief and that’s how I know I’ve made the right choice. “Normally I would rail against a man telling me what’s best for me but in this case, you might be right.”

I flick her nose for good measure. “Of course I am, sunshine. I think you’ll find the longer we stick together, the more you’ll be saying that.”

Margot rolls her eyes and uses her arms to push herself off my lap and onto the table in front of me. The sight of her sitting there, almost spread out completely for me, sets my libido right back into high gear. All I want to do is push up her skirt, rip off her panties and feast.

She tries to move her leg around me to jump off the table but I grab it before she can, leaving it open. “What are you doing?” she giggles, not yet understanding my intentions. We didn’t need to go all the way in a library study room, Margot deserves much better than that. But this…this I deserve.

“That door locks automatically, right?”

Margot cocks her head, squinting her eyes in bemusement. It takes her a moment to understand my intentions but when she finally does, she mutters the word I’ve been waiting to hear. “Yes.”

The minute that word escapes her plump lips, I pull her legs to rest on top of my shoulders, then push her skirt up to her waist.

The only window in the room is shuttered and leads to a back alley behind the library. There’s no chance of anyone seeing us and if she’s quiet, no one will hear us either.

“Alex,” she squeals but doesn’t stop me. I know she’s nervous but she has to know that I would protect her at all costs. No matter what.

“Do you trust me?”

Margot nods vigorously, her eyes wide again. This time in wonder and excitement.

“Good girl,” I growl before diving in, moving her underwear to the side for full access. Margot has been ready and waiting for me for a while based on this slickness and I savor her unique taste on my tongue as I devour her.

After a few seconds, I look up at her, not stopping my lapping movement. Her eyes are shut tight but her mouth is open in a gasp. I take a mental picture of the way I’m making her feel, keeping it in a lockbox in my mind.

It doesn’t take long for my salacious actions to push Margot over the edge. Her pants start to get louder as I keep up my repetitive motions, knowing that if she’s close I need to keep doing exactly whatever it is that’s about to push her into ecstasy.Margot grips my hair and I smile against her, not stopping until the absolute last second. She starts to moan louder, louder and suddenly I’m not so sure how sound proof these walls are.

Without stopping my work on her core, I let go of the hand on her hip, my arms thankfully long enough to cover her mouth while I keep driving her completely insane. She groans my name against my palm and the sound almost makes me lose it myself but I finish her off, lapping up the last of her before I pull away, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

Once I’m sure that she won’t scream, I release the hold I have on her mouth. Margot lets out a breath and falls back onto her elbows onto the table.

“That was…”

“Unforgettable? Extraordinary? Remarkable? Amazing?”

“Hot.”

Chuckling, I stand, pulling her up to meet my eyes. “My girlfriend: the wordsmith.” Margot places a light kiss on my nose. Resting my forehead against hers, I’m satisfied that this is the best decision I’ve made in a very long time.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Margot

Wesomehowspendthenext hour planning the podcast for Saturday, although how we got through it, I have no idea. I was in an orgasmic coma for at least a good fifteen minutes after Alex showed me—with great enthusiasm—so much of what I’d been missing out on in adulthood. The rest of the time after that either Alex’s hands wandering up and down my thighs or his lips were roaming around my neck. It was deliciously distracting and I’m sure I’ll have to redo half of what we wrote up but I don’t care in the slightest.

Alex drops me off at home with a kiss and a promise to meet up on campus for lunch tomorrow and I shuffle upstairs to fawn over the details of the dream-like past few hours of my life. I’m itching to tell my roommates about Alex and my new relationship and I enter the apartment still floating on cloud nine.

“I am back and I havebignews,” I shout from the doorway. I’m not sure if Arden is still here but he might as well hear this news, too.As I step into the living room, my smile falters slightly at the sight in front of me.

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