Page 100 of Loved Out Loud
“I’ve always wanted one of these.” I run my hand along the wood. “A cozy library that doubles as an office for me with wall to wall shelves for all my books with a rolling ladder, so I can pretend I’m Belle from Beauty and the Beast.”
He smiles. “Hop on and live your dreams, baby.”
I point at the sign asking people not to use it. “I can’t.”
“Rules were made to be broken.”
“Not rules about other people’s property.”
He reaches down and grabs one of my hands, lifting it over my head and wrapping it around the rail of the ladder. He repeats the motion with my other hand. I look up into his eyes, seeing the raw hunger in them as he skims his fingers up the outside of my thigh.
“Lean back,” he whispers as goosebumps erupt along my skin.
“There’s windows, anyone could walk by and see us.”
He gives me a wicked grin. “Scared, little Archer?” With every passing second his fingers drift higher, pulling my dress higher up my thigh on the side facing the back of the store.
“Of indecent exposure with the world’s favorite rock star? Yes, I am.”
“You don’t really think I’d let anyone see you indecent, now do you?” His fingers glide along the edge of my panties. “As far as I’m concerned, I’m the only one who gets to see what’s beneath your clothes.”
His lips skim along my neck, tongue flicking out near the base where my pulse beats wildly. He moans against me as he slips his finger under the lace and finds where my desire has pooled between my legs.
“Fuck me,” he groans as he circles my clit. “My dirty girl is always ready to go, aren’t you?”
My breasts rise and fall with my breaths as they come faster and faster in time with his fingers. I’m about to beg for more when he curses and drops to his knees, lifts my skirt, and pulls it back down over his head. He tears my panties to the side, exposing my aching core for him to dive into.
I should be worried that anyone could walk right by and look in the windows. I should tell him to stop. Instead I tilt my hips forward, an open invitation to keep eating my pussy like his life depends on it. The fear of getting caught only serves to make this into one of the sexiest experiences of my life.
His fingers slide inside me as he continues his assault on my clit with his tongue. He curls them forward, stroking me at the perfect spot. Heat explodes down the back of my thighs as I tremble, fighting to stay standing as the first wave of my orgasm crests. I grip the rungs above my head, my nails digging into my palms as I cry out. He kisses and strokes through the final shutters of my release.
I feel him press a kiss to the inside of my thigh as he straightens my panties. He ducks out from under my skirt with shiny lips and hooded eyes.
“I would spend the rest of my life on my knees for you.”
The sincerity of his words sucks the air from my lungs. I’m hit with a tidal wave of feelings I’m not ready to decipher, so I just smile down at him. He stands and kisses me.
“You’re going to have my taste on your lips all night.”
“That’s not a problem for me, little Archer.”
I spend a few more minutes perusing the shelves and gathering books I’ve wanted to read or have read and loved. He asks about a few more cardboard cutouts of characters strewn about the store. Anytime I stop to debate whether I need a book, he plucks it from my hands and adds it to the stack.
He links our fingers as we leave the store through the backdoor.
“Thank you for my surprise. It was so thoughtful. I don’t know how I’m going to get those books sent back to my house.”
“The surprises aren’t done yet.”
I look up at him out of the corner of my eye. “What else do you have up your sleeve?”
“You’ll see,” he says with a sly grin.
“You spoil me, Tyler.”
“You deserve it.” He pulls me to a stop on the sidewalk and cradles my face in his hands. “You deserve everything.”
Again I feel that powerful tidal wave crash over me. Something scratches at my insides, desperate to escape the cage I’ve built around it. The crosswalk announces it’s safe to cross, and we both jump at the unexpected intrusion. After a shared smile he grabs my hand once again, and we cross the street to where the signing is being held.
