The Library

Amilea sits in the library reading. Her long black hair draped over her shoulders. Her corset dress pressing her breast to her chest. She lets out a heavy, dreamy sigh while reading her book, slightly smiling to herself.

Luke comes in looking for her. He finds her sitting in a chair next to a window, the sun's rays highlighting the shine in her hair. He sneaks up behind her, reading part of her book. Smirking, he leans down whispering in her ear. "What are doing?" Amilea lets out a squeak, almost falling out of the chair. Luke laughs, stabilizing her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

"Luke! What the hell?!" Amilea twists around, smacking Luke on the arm with her book. "Hey! It's not my fault you were so engrossed in your book." Luke laugh, grabbing the book out of her hands. "What are you reading anyway?"

"Wait..." Before Amilea can finish her sentence, the book is in Luke's hands and he's reading the page she was on out loud. "He gropes her breast.."

Amilea grabs the book, closing it and holding it to her chest. Blushing, she turns around. "Not funny!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Please don't be mad me." Luke wraps his arms around her waist, turning her face to look at him. "You know, if anyone else found out what you're doing in your free time, they might think you're in here touching yourself." Amilea turns away again, the red now creeping down to her chest and shoulders. Luke leans in, whispering in her ear. "Were you?" His hot breath against her ear makes her shiver with excitement. Embarrassed she quietly responds, "Of course not! Why would I do that in public when I could just go to my room?" She can feel one of Luke's hands move lower. "Too bad. It'd be nice to know you have a bad side."

Amilea turns around, her face turn away from him. Still pressing the book to her chest, too embarrassed to actually look him in the eyes, she shyly asks. "Is that really what you want...? A bad girl?"

Luke smirks, "Where's the fun in that?" Gently, he lifts her chin so their eyes meet. "After all, I like your shyness. It's cute."

"Yeah... But..." At this point, Luke can tell somethings bothering her. He caresses her cheek softly. "Amilea, what's wrong?" Surprised by the sudden question, she shakes her head as if to say nothing. "No, what's wrong? Why are you second guessing things?"

Amilea blushes, trying to find the words. "It's just... Are you sure I'm what you want? Or is something like this what you want...?" Turning the pages of her book, Amilea shows Luke a passage which describes a woman taking control in sex. Luke takes the book and reads the first paragraph he sees on the page.

...She climbed on top of him, to thank him for his time, her wet lips hugged against his now erect rod. She begins to move her hips back and forth, covering his member with her wet juices. "It's so long." She said, feeling the tip jerk back against her rear. She begins to roll her hips in a circle as he moans, feeling him getting harder underneath. She reaches behind her, playing with the tip as his sweet juices roll out. Dripping some on her finger, she licks it seductively. "Can I put it in?"...

Luke feels himself become aroused, his hard bulge pressing against his pants. Before he can respond to her, he notices Amilea has sat down in the chair again, stroking the now protruding bulge. She looks up at him with her bright green eyes almost begging to see it. Without words, she unbuckles his belt, unfastened the button of his pants, and pulls him out. Her tiny hand wraps around the end as she pulls him closer, licking the juice beginning to drip.

Luke quickly looks around the room, ensuring no one else is around. He places the book down with one hand, as he caresses her cheek, moving part of her hair from her face. He begins to softly moan as she runs the tip of her tongue on the bottom of his rod. Slowly, she puts the end in her mouth. Her soft lips gliding over the tip into her warm, moist mouth. The feeling excites him further, as he leans into it, catching himself against the wall. She goes further down, pulling him in until she feels him against the back of her throat. She swallows, slowly pulling him back out. She pulls out enough to allow her to wrap a hand around the base and stroke along, moving up and down, teasing the tip with her tongue. He moans, gathering her hair in his hand behind her head so he can see her face more clearly. "I'm not going to tell you I'm not enjoying this, because clearly I am..." As he speaks, she lifts up, licking the tip as she does to look up at him. She moves her hand to the tip, stroking underneath. He lets out a moan as she does, slowly losing control. "I really am..."

Looking down at her innocent face, he pulls her up from the chair, sitting her on the table beside it. He puts himself in-between her legs, lifting her dress up, pulling her to the edge of the table. "But you don't have anything to prove to me..." He says gently kissing her. "But when you look like that..." Pulling her head back laying her down on the table as he follows. "I just can't help myself from taking that cute, innocent look..." He moves his free hand up her bare leg, to her hip, feeling her silky underwear. He moves his hand down feeling how soaked they are in-between her legs. "And turning it into lust."

Amilea lets out a soft moan as he leans in, kissing her deeply, sliding his tongue inside. Using both hands, he pulls down her underwear, her sweet juices clinging to them. He kneels down, pulling them past her knees, lifting one leg out, and letting them side down the other. He kisses her leg, up the thigh, nibbling a little with each kiss. He licks the juices from the sides, before licking the lips themselves. Amilea moans, lifting up a bit, her body already quivering with excitement. He starts teasing her with his tongue, coyfully licking and teasing her spot, before sliding his fingers inside.

Amilea gasps, moving her hips with his fingers. Luke lifts up, her juices still fresh on his lips. He licks his lips, as he pulls her closer, pushing his fingers deeper inside, curling them up as he does. He starts playing with her spot with his thumb, wiggling his fingers inside. Amilea begins to moan louder, digging her nails into his shoulders as he kisses her neck. He bites down, sucking on her neck, then licking up to her ear. He laughs a little, enjoying how easily he can cause her this much ecstasy from his touch.

Whispering in her ear, he says softly, "You know, you can let go when you have the urge." Amilea gasps for air, as she lays back against the table, feeling herself let go. Her hips rocking with every movement he makes. Her juices dripping onto the cold stone floor. Luke reaches his hand up, stroking her cheek. Gently touching her lip, he feels her kiss his thumb, then nibbling on it, slowly beginning to lick and suck on it. He pulls his drenched fingers out of her, bringing the up to his own mouth, licking some of the juices from them. Amilea lifts up, eagerly taking his fingers and licking them clean herself. Luke reaches behind her and begins to unclasp her corset.

As he does, Amilea reaches down rubbing the tip of his hard rod against her wet lips. He laughs a little, removing her corset, revealing her soft, bare breast. "Don't worry, love. I fully intend on pleasuring you..." He says as he lifts her hips, pushing the tip in, her fingers sliding against it, almost guiding it in. Amilea pulling him closer by his hips, pushing their bodies together until they meet. Once there he pulls out, almost all the way. "To my fullest..." As he speak, he slams in. The unexpected forces sends a shockwave through her and she moans loudly. Again he pulls out slowly, the tip resting between her lips. "Abilities." Plunging in again, Amilea digs her nails into his hips, the feeling pulsating through her. "Every..." Pulling out. " Last..." Pushing back in, pulling back out. "One..." This time he pushes in deeper. Her body shakes with lustful excitement. Luke can feel her inside clinching around him, her legs wrap around his waist. He lifts her up from the table, pulling the skirt of her dress over her head, throwing it to the floor. Now holding her around her waist, he kisses her passionately. He begins to thrust inside her, the wet sound of her body bouncing up and down echoes in the quiet library.

Moaning loudly, she wraps her arms around his neck. He kisses her shoulder, moving his hands down, cupping her plump, round rear. As his hands move, Amilea can't help but shiver at his touch. He can feel her squeezing around him inside her, pulling him deeper in. He lifts her hips, pulling almost all the way out again, before slamming in once more. He thrusts harder and harder each time. Her breast bouncing wildly.

He reaches up, cupping one of her breast, sucking on the nipple. He sucks on it, teasing it until its hard. He then licks it with the tip of his tongue, nibbling on it, before using his fingers to twist it a bit. Amilea moans louder and louder, unable to stop herself. She feels herself giving into her lust, her body quaking with ecstasy, face flushing with heat. Luke smiles, feeling her juices dripping out around her lips, rolling down his throbbing rod.

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself." He says kissing her cheek. Her labored breathing barely reaching out her lips. He feels the sweat dripping from her forehead, raining her neck. He caresses her cheek, pulling her in and kisses her softly. "Are you ok to continue?" She nods, unable to finds words. He smiles, pulling out of her and letting her legs falls to his side. He gently lowers her down, helping her stabilize. He turns her around bringing her hands up to grip the railing behind them. "Good, because you might want to hold on..." Without warning, he re-enters from behind, plunging deeper inside. She lets out a moan that rings out and echoes in the Library. He pushes in, pulling her hips to him until his body was rubbing against her backside. He kisses and bites her neck, as he begins to thrust again.

Amilea's body shakes. Her legs feel so weak, if she wasn't holding onto the railing she would surely fall over. Luke wraps his arms around her, moving one hand down, teasing in-between her legs. She screams with passion, not able to even think, feeling his fingers rubbing her spot, while his hard rod hits deep inside again and again. She leans forward pushing him deeper in. Luke moves his free hand around, running it down her back. The sudden touch sends chills through her. He reaches up, taking hold of her hair, pulling her up. He wraps his hand around her throat, gently holding her there as he kisses her deeply. His fingers below now drenched in her juices, he uses the wetness to tease her further, causing her spot to become hard and sensitive.

The desperate moans escaping her lips excite him more. He continues thrusting in her, her body shaking and squirming against his touch, her hips moving with him. Their bodies moving as one, their tongue tangled in ecstasy. Luke feeling unable to hold on, he thrusts in deep, holding himself there while he releases himself inside her. Amilea screams out, falling forward and catching herself on the railing. He moves his fingers from between her legs, licking the juices from them.

Amilea feels him throbbing inside her, her insides clinching around him, not wanting him to pull out yet. He leans in, kissing her back, his hot breath cooling her sweat drenched skin. He kisses up to her neck, licking his bite marks up to her ear. He turns her face, passionately kissing her. Twisting his tongue around hers, he slowly pulls himself out, the thick mess following behind.

As it drips out between her legs, Luke picks her up and carries her back to the table. He helps her put her corset dress back on, kissing every inch of her as he does. He picks up her soaked underwear, putting it in his pocket. "Um... Luke...?" Amilea says puzzled. "Don't worry. You'll get the back." He puts his member away, fastening his belt again. "When I come see you tonight." He say as he gives her a kiss and starts to walk away.

Flustered Amilea pulls him back a bit. "And where are you going now?"

He smiles and pulls her in. "Well some of us actually have work they're suppose to be doing, princess. I'm sure you'll get through the rest of day without them. Though, imagining you walking around with that stuff dripping out between your legs will make it harder for me to stay away." He brings one of her hands down, letting her touch him. "See? It's already so hard to leave." She blushes as he kisses her deeply.

Just then the door opens to the Library as several people start pouring in, talking loudly, looking for books. "I better go." He bring her hand up, kissing and nibbling on her palm before departing. Amilea walks back over to the table, picking up her book, anxious for the day to be over so she can see him again. She walks out of the library, blushing as she remembers every touch, every kiss they shared.

"I love the library." She whispers to herself as she walks to her next destination.