No More Teasing

Jenna watched him as he walked down the main aisle, reading the guides posted on each shelf. She smiled to herself as he found the row he was looking for and headed towards the back. She knew he'd noticed her sitting there alone, had seen the secret smile he flashed her way just before moving out of sight.

Putting her book down on the table, Jenna nonchalantly gazed from guide to guide, settling on the same row he had walked down. Pretending to look at the books filling the shelves, Jenna continued to the back corner of the library.

"Fancy meeting you here," Eric winked.

"I'm starting to think you're stalking me," Jenna chuckled, brushing her hip against his. Eric laughed, sliding his hand over her ass, then down to the hem of her short skirt.

They didn't feel the need to speak any more as her hand slid to the front of his jeans, rubbing against the growing bulge. She sucked in a breath as his fingers worked their way under the skirt and barely brushed over her heat.

She wanted him, but at the same time, was frightened of the growing desire. It had been so long since she'd last been with a man, and even then it wasn't out of desire. It had been more of a duty. But this new heat? She shuddered again at his touch, rocking against his probing fingers.

Glancing around nervously, Jenna slid her fingers into his jeans, the tips of her fingers brushing over his cock. She looked up at him with a small grin, quickly undoing the button and zipper so she'd have better access. He groaned as her small fingers wrapped around him, freeing him from the confines of the tight jeans.

He repeated her earlier gesture of glancing around nervously as she slid to her knees. Smiling up at him, she hungrily wrapped her lips around his hard cock, sucking him deep into her mouth. He sucked in a breath, grabbing her shoulders. She swirled her tongue around him, scratching her fingers over his stomach.

A sudden noise made her aware of where they were and she quickly pulled away. Laughing slightly, and licking her lips, she quickly stood up watching him push his hard cock back into his jeans and close the zipper.

"Well, it was good to see you again," Jenna chuckled, turning to walk away.

"Oh, no you don't," Eric grabbed her arm. "Not this time." Jenna looked up at him surprised. He glanced around quickly, then pulled her towards a door. It led to the basement, where the library kept the archives. Eric had been coming to this library long enough to know it was a rarely visited section. Roughly, he led her down the stairs, and to a room near the back corner. It looked like an office, with an ancient computer the only thing occupying the desk.

Pulling her hard against him, he kicked the door shut while leaning down to kiss her hard. He sucked her lower lip into his mouth, biting at it as he yanked her skirt up.

Jenna, startled but growing hotter with each of his actions, kissed him back feverishly, her fingers once again undoing his jeans and pulling him free. He pushed her hands away and spun her away from him.

"No more teasing," he grated, his hand going to the back of her neck, roughly pushing her head down towards the desk. Jenna struggled, looking back into his eyes, her own filled with fear. Eric softened his look and touch only slightly. "I want you." The simple statement left no argument or doubt, and yet also made Jenna feel safe.

He saw the doubt leave her face and once again tightened his hold. His hands were rough and determined as they pushed the skirt over her ass, one hand sliding between her thighs, feeling her wet heat. He slapped her ass hard as he grabbed his cock with his other hand, positioning it against her, thrusting himself deep into her with one determined stroke.

Jenna cried out, her fingers tightening on the desk. He slapped her ass again as he thrust deep again, harder this time. She bit her lip, pushing back against him with each thrust, each breath a cry.

Eric continued his assault, occasionally slapping her, her pale skin turning a bright pink. He rammed into her harder, faster, grabbing her hips to pull her against him so he could thrust deeper still.

Jenna stiffened, crying out, her knuckles white as she gripped the desk, her body tightening around his cock as she started to cum. Eric felt the spasms and quickened his pace, his cock throbbing as he came with her. He buried himself deep inside her heat, loosening his hold on her hips as they rode the waves of ecstasy together.