Chapter Ten

 

* LUKE *

 

A few hours later, I drove into the parking lot of the Driftwood Island local library. I was bursting at the seams to tell Kelsey the good news about the beach house, and it had been all I could do to wait until I saw her in person to do so. This wasn’t the kind of news I wanted to share by a text or a phone call. I wanted to see her face when I told her. Whatever the expression on her face would be, I knew it would be good. I wanted to forever remember how her face looked in that moment.

It was still ten minutes until closing time when I parked, but Kelsey’s car was the only one left in the parking lot. I was happy about that. It meant she had the library all to herself, which meant I could tell her immediately about the beach house without worrying about interruptions. I strode through the front door and was immediately greeted by the smell of books. I breathed in deeply and smiled. It didn’t matter where in the world I was. Anytime I stepped into a library anywhere, it was like stepping into an old friend’s house. Libraries always felt familiar and comfortable. They always felt like a safe place.

And I loved this library more than any library I’d ever been in before, simply because of who the head librarian was. The head librarian whom I could see now, sitting at that front counter, frowning in concentration as she looked down at something on the desk in front of her. Her lavender button down shirt accented her skin tone perfectly, and her hair was pulled into a tidy bun. She looked so sexy that I wanted to lay her down across the desk and make love to her right there.

I restrained myself, of course—but only barely.

When I cleared my throat, she looked up, and then smiled.

“Well, well, well. It isn’t often that a world famous author steps into our humble little library.”

I rolled my eyes at her. “If more famous authors knew how beautiful Driftwood Island was, your schedule of readings and signings by famous authors would be completely booked out. And anyway, I don’t think this library looks all that humble. Looks like you’ve got some really nice furniture, and quite a nice selection of new books.” I gestured over at the giant shelf with a sign above it that read “New in the Library.”

Kelsey shrugged. “All the furniture and new books are thanks to a donation by one of our local billionaires. He and his brother used to own the resort down the road, but they fell in love with the island and became locals.”

“Yeah, I’ve heard of them. But I didn’t realize they’d donated to the library. That’s really cool.”

“It is. At least I think so. I hate to say it but the city council here has never been very gung-ho about setting aside tax money for the library. We were really struggling until the big donations came along. Now I think the place would give even big city libraries a run for its money.”

“I’d have to say you’re right,” I said as I looked around.

Kelsey grinned proudly. “Would you like a tour? It’s late enough that I don’t think anyone else is coming tonight. I can lock the front door so we won’t be disturbed, and show you the whole place. It’s pretty cool for a small town library.”

“A private tour of a kickass library, by the most beautiful librarian in the world? I’d have to be an idiot to turn that down.”

Kelsey blushed but grinned at me. “Well, come on then.” She stood and walked over to lock the door, then gestured for me to follow her toward the stairs. I was surprised that the place was two stories, but it seemed that the library had been important to at least some people in town before the big donation. Perhaps the city council hadn’t cared, but it was clear that at least some of the Driftwood Island residents had always taken pride in their library. The building itself was quite large, and quite nice.

I decided to wait to tell Kelsey about the beach house until she was done with her tour. Her eyes were shining with obvious excitement as she led me to the expansive nonfiction section, pointing out the giant computer lab along the way. I didn’t want to distract her from her happiness at giving the tour, so I continued to bide my time and wait for the right moment to talk about the house.

There were several fiction stacks at the far end of the second floor, and Kelsey led me into one of the narrow rows between shelves of books with a cheeky grin on her face.

“This is the best spot in the library, and you’re about to see why.” She ran her hands along the spines of the books until she reached a familiar looking spine and pulled it out. What she handed me was a copy of my very first novel—the one that had by some miracle hit runaway bestseller status and changed everything for me.

“We have all your novels, of course,” she said, gesturing toward the row of my novels on the shelf. “But this one is my favorite. It’s the one that made me fall in love with you as an author. I never dreamed that one day I’d be getting to meet you, and fall in love with you as a man.”

She looked up at me and blushed, but she had a happy smile on her face. I wanted to make love to her right then and there, but she was already turning away from me. I took a few deep breaths to steady the rush of passion I was feeling, and started following her.

“No, you wait there, by your books.”

I frowned slightly. “Okay. But you know you can’t say that a spot is the best in the library just because my books are there. Then you’re just sweet talking me.”

The sound of her laughter drifted back to me as she reached a window at the end of the stacks. “It’s not just because your books are there. It’s because of this.”

She reached for the string that controlled the blinds on the window, and started to pull it. As the closed blinds rose and the view from the window became clear, I couldn’t help but gasp. A spectacular sunset over deep blue water greeted my eyes. I could see quite a bit of the island itself, with palm trees bathed in the orange-pink glow from the setting sun. Pristine beaches stretched out in front of the palm trees, only occasionally interrupted by tiny beach cottages.

“Wow,” I finally said. “This looks like paradise.”

“It is paradise,” Kelsey said. “It’s my favorite place in the world. A stack of books containing my favorite author’s novels, and a view of the most magical, peaceful place on earth. What more could you ask for?”

“Perhaps a kiss from the most beautiful girl on earth?” I stepped forward to grab Kelsey’s hand and pulled her back into the stacks with me. Then I pushed her up against the shelves and covered her mouth with mine.

I had often fantasized about making love surrounded by books, but I’d never really thought I’d have the opportunity to do so. After all, bookstores and libraries were public places. You couldn’t exactly strip down and have sex in the middle of so many people. But there was no one here now but Kelsey and I. The front door was locked, and I was about to make my fantasy come true. At least, I was going to take this as far as Kelsey would let me. I wasn’t sure how she felt about getting frisky in the library, but so far she at least seemed okay with kissing.

And what a kiss it was. As my tongue slipped past her lips, she let out a small moan of pleasure that sent little shockwaves of happiness through my entire being. I knew in that moment that she wanted this just as badly as I did.

Her chest was rising and falling rapidly as her breathing grew faster. She was getting turned on, and I was determined to keep stoking the fires. As I continued kissing her, I reached for the buttons on her blouse, deftly unbuttoning them until the whole shirt was open in the front, giving me a full view of her lacy white bra and perfectly curved stomach. My dick grew harder with every passing moment, until I felt like I had a throbbing steel rod between my legs. How could I look at her and not be completely lost to this fiery, burning passion? She was perfect.

I tugged her shirt off of her and removed her bra so I could get a full view of her luscious breasts. They rose and fell with her breathing, and her nipples were hard and alert—ready for me to touch them.

So touch them I did. I put my palms over the soft flesh of her breasts and ran my fingers across her hard nubs. She shivered at my touch, and I only intensified the pressure. I twisted at her nipples, even as my tongue continued to dance in her mouth. She pressed her hips forward against my stiff cock, and the pressure sent a fire burning through my whole body.

I was going to have Kelsey, right here and right now. I was going to fuck my sexy librarian right then and there in the midst of the stacks of books. I was going to show her that yes, this spot where we were standing truly was the best place on the whole island.

I was overcome by a primal, all consuming hunger unlike anything I’d ever felt before. With a growl, I moved my hands from Kelsey’s breasts down to the button of her jeans. I quickly undid the button and zipper and pushed the jeans down to her knees, not even bothering to take them fully off. That would require messing with shoes, and I didn’t have time for that right now. I was so on fire for her that I could not wait.

I pushed her underwear down to find that she was dripping wet. Her sweet nectar had already made her ready for me. I ran a finger across her folds, drenching that finger in her juices and then pulling back from her kiss so I could raise it to my lips and taste it.

“Mmm. You taste so good. I love how wet you get for me.”

“I can’t help it,” she panted out. “Just looking at you is more than I can take sometimes. You’re so perfect.”

I kissed her forehead. “You want to talk about perfect? I’ll tell you what’s perfect. Your sweet, hot pussy. Just thinking of it makes me so hard. And when I’m hard, you know what I want to do?”

She looked up at me with a wild, hungry expression. “What?” she whispered.

“This.” I never took my eyes from hers as I unbuttoned my pants, pushing them down along with my underwear to let my erection spring free. Then, I slammed into her. She squeaked in surprise as I filled her and pushed her backward against the stacks, but moaned in pleasure a moment later.

What a sight we must have made. Two lovers with our pants around our ankles, unable to even take the time to fully undress before satisfying our need for each other. And oh, how I needed her. My dick burned as the fire of her inner walls consumed it. Her wet, hot insides clung tightly to me as I slid back and forth. With every thrust against her, I could feel the pressure between my legs growing to an almost unbearable level. I would have loved nothing more than to cum into her right then, but I held back. First, I would make her scream for me. Then I would take my own pleasure.

As I continued to rock my body into hers, urgent and more forceful with every push, I kept my eyes locked with hers. Her breathing was heavy and her lips were parted as she stared back at me like I was the only thing in the universe that mattered. I growled and thrust harder. I wanted to make sure my woman knew that no one would ever give her as much pleasure as me.

Just when I thought I could not hold back any longer, she let go and found her release. She arched her back and pushed her hips against me, as she gave out a long, savage cry that was loud enough to be heard through the whole library. Her inner walls clenched around my shaft over and over. The spasms came in rapid succession, and she whimpered in delight as the tremors washed over her. Her eyes were closed now, as though by closing them she could somehow contain the sheer power of her orgasm.

I wasted no time in joining her. With a roar to match her cries, I thrust hard one more time and let go. I came into her, spilling my seed deep inside of her as the heat of release swept across my body. My dick throbbed and trembled as I gave myself to her, and I had never felt so close to another human being.

She was mine. All mine. I was going to be with her forever. I was going to spend the rest of my life making her feel as glorious as she did right now. I wrapped her in my arms as we both relished the last waves of pleasure rocking across our body. There was no feeling in the world as great as this.

When finally things had settled, I pulled out of her and pulled my pants back up. Then I gently helped her pull her pants and underwear back up as well. I grabbed her bra and shirt, and put them on for her. She could have done all that herself, of course, but I loved another excuse to touch her. There was something just as intimate and special about buttoning her shirt as there was about unbuttoning it.

She was a vision of beauty, flushed from the afterglow of our lovemaking. Her hair had come loose from its bun and was framing her face in messy tendrils. The light from the sun turned those tendrils a beautiful golden brown, and I couldn’t resist grabbing one and twirling it around my finger. Right now, she was the epitome of a sexy librarian. I couldn’t believe that she’d ever thought she was just a mousy nerd. She wasn’t mousy at all. If she was a nerd just for being a booklover, then she was the sexiest nerd I’d ever met. And I was the luckiest man alive.

I held her close again, and kissed the top of her head. When I glanced at the shelf behind her head, I had to laugh. When I had pushed her up against the stacks in a frenzy of desire, I hadn’t realized that I’d pushed her right against where my books were located. She looked up at me questioningly when I laughed, and I pointed to the shelf.

“Look behind you,” I said.

She turned, and shook her head in amusement when she saw the books with “Luke Foster” on the spine.

“I told you it was the best spot in the library,” she said.

I grinned. “So does that mean the tour is over, or are you still going to show me all the rest of the lesser spots in the library?”

She gave me a sultry grin. “Oh, don’t worry, mister. The tour is far from over.”

I laughed and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. “Behave yourself. This is a library! A public building.”

She shrugged. “What everyone doesn’t know can’t hurt them. Let’s finish this tour and then I think I want to take a quick shower before dinner.”

“We can finish the tour,” I said. “But I have something I’ve been waiting to tell you and I can’t bear to wait another moment.”

“Oh?” she raised an eyebrow at me as I reached into my pocket.

I fumbled for my keys, my heart pounding with excitement. I had intended to wait until the end of the tour, but I hadn’t expected to have a mid-tour break like the one we’d just had. Somehow, the moment felt perfect.

I held up the key to the beach house. “I bought something today.”

She frowned in confusion. “Okay… what is that a key for?”

“The beach house I’m staying in.”

It took a few beats for my words to sink in, and then her eyes lit up. “You bought it? But, wait, I thought Jimmy didn’t want to sell it. He really agreed to let you have it? And will you move there permanently then?”

The hope and excitement in her eyes was enough to make my heart pound in my chest.

“Jimmy agreed to sell it to me. I’m going to move there permanently, and I was hoping you’d join me.”

Her jaw dropped, and her bottom lip started trembling with emotion. “Really? You’re moving here? For good? And you want me to move in with you?”

I smiled and took her hands in mine. “Yes. For good. And yes, I want you to move in with me. We might want to remodel or expand the house a bit, but we can discuss that and make those decisions together. The important thing is that I’ll be here, with you. I wanted to tell you earlier that I was going to try to buy the house, but I was afraid to get your hopes up if it didn’t go through.”

“I…I don’t know what to say.” Tears were forming in her eyes, and I reached up to brush them away.

“Say yes. Say you’ll move in with me.”

“I will. Of course I will. But what about your writing? And your life in San Francisco?”

“I can write from anywhere. In fact, I think writing from here will be better, because there will be less big city distractions. And I have friends and a life in San Francisco, but honestly I was getting antsy there. I wanted more of a hometown feel, and I didn’t even realize that’s what I was missing until I came here.”

“It is a small town community around here,” Kelsey observed. “But are you sure you won’t get bored?”

I laughed. “Never. Driftwood Island is a lot of fun, once you get to know the place. Besides, with you here, life will always be an adventure. I can’t get enough of you, and I hope you feel the same way about me.”

She smiled at me and smirked. “I do feel the same. And if we get bored we can always spend time at the local library.”

I smirked right back at her. “Sounds like a plan to me.”

Then I was kissing her again, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth and holding her body pressed tightly against mine.

We might be missing our dinner reservation at the Italian restaurant once again tonight, but I didn’t care.

I felt a completely different kind of hunger whenever I was with Kelsey, and I was determined to satisfy that hunger.