Scott hid his smirk as Rachel strutted into the library late Monday night.

Her reserved attire of a buttoned white blouse and black skirt made her more ravishing than wearing something revealing.

She stood at the front counter, rocking back and forth.

“Isn’t this a lovely surprise?” He added the day’s new arrivals in the database.

“Is it a surprise?” She sat halfway on the counter, her thigh peeking from her skirt. “You told me you’d be working tonight. How come you’re the only one always here so late?”

“I don’t mind.”

“Because you love books?” She leaned over, her cleavage protruding from her blouse.

“How was work?”

She kicked off her black pumps. “I didn’t come here to talk about work, Scott.” She touched the computer. “I didn’t come here to talk at all.”

“Rachel.” Scott gripped the armrests of the chair, the sensation in his dick resembling a deep itch impossible to scratch.

“What?” She sashayed behind the counter and pressed her plump ass against his desk. “Since I met you I don’t know if I’m coming or going.” She unbuttoned her blouse, directing his stare to the lace cups of her white bra. “Sometimes I think I’m crazy.” She slipped off her blouse. “For wanting you so much.” She kissed him and every hair on his legs stood. “All my life I did the sensible thing, yet I wasn’t happy.” She took his hand and rubbed it over her flat stomach. “I won’t make that same mistake ever again.”

“It’s scary.” Scott swallowed, lump lodged in his throat. “How much I care about you already.”

“It’s fate like you said.” She undid her skirt, but Scott removed it for her. “I’m tired of wondering why I care for you. Let me enjoy the moment.” She pressed her lips to his, inching her tongue inside his mouth. “I don’t want anyone else.”

He clenched a fist, aching to rub his sensitive cock. “You mean that?”

“Look into my eyes.” One of her gold, hoop earrings turned halfway. “You shouldn’t have to ask.”

Scott lunged from the chair and turned her around, holding her. “It’s true love, Rachel.” He sucked her neck while squeezing her fleshy breasts through the soft bra. “I’m ready for the long haul.”

“The first time we did it in here…” She reached back, rubbing his head. “It was like speeding in a car at three hundred miles per hour. It was scary, but I didn’t wanna lose the feeling.”

He snatched her tits from her bra and pressed his palms to her hard nipples.

She fidgeted, informing him she needed more.

“I love you, Rachel.” He massaged her breasts as she gyrated and moaned.

She bumped her ass against his middle. “You’re making me come already, Scott.”

He pushed his hand inside her panties, stroking her damp pussy.

She swung around, shoving him against the desk, causing papers to fall.

Scott took off his shirt as she unbuckled his belt and pulled off his skinny jeans. “Rachel—”

“Sh.” She knelt on one knee, unleashing his tender member from his shorts.

Scott closed his eyes, drifting to a faraway universe as her warm mouth sheltered his sheath.

Rachel slurped, coating his rod with thick saliva that made that vein in the side of his neck beat.

“Oh.” Scott leaned back, gripping his buttocks. “Rachel.”

She moaned, moving her head back and forth while touching her breast.

“Don’t stop.” He caressed her hair. “Please, don’t stop.”

She gurgled as his dick reached her throat.

“Yes.” He let out a high-pitched squeal, surprising himself. “Rachel.” His stomach twisted in huge knots, his dick throbbing from fullness.

Rachel circled her tongue around the tip of his dick and stood. “Fuck me.”

He bent her over and slid her panties to one side.

“Yes.” She stuck her ass into the air as if to beg for his arrival. “Kiss it first.”

“I know what to do.” He slipped off her panties. “I don’t need help.”

“Sorry.” She grinned, but her coaching annoyed him.

Scott spread her butt cheeks, hooked his mouth on her, and struck her sunken hole with his tongue.

“Ooh.” Rachel held the edge of the desk. “Right there, Scott. Yes.”

He moved his head in various directions, licking and nibbling between her folds.

“My clit.” She stroked it as he tongue-fucked her. “This feels so good.”

Scott spit a small glob on her pussy, and Rachel gyrated as if she’d burst.

He got a condom out his pants and put it on even though he wanted nothing more than experiencing her raw.

He stood straight, rolling his pelvis against her gooey vault and with his hand, steered his cock to penetration.

Rachel attempted to scream, but Scott chuckled when she only managed an awkward grumble.

Scott eased himself deeper into her warm, constricted maze.

“Oh, yes.” Rachel glanced back. “Fuck me, Scott. Like that. You’re amazing.”

He groaned, her hole swelling with each thrust. “I hope no one comes in here.” He pumped as sweat drizzled. “We’ll be arrested.”

“It’ll be worth it.” Her ass cheeks slapped against his dick, causing a loud smacking noise. “I’ll go to prison for this dick.”

He laughed. “I appreciate…oh. The compliment.”

“Right there, Scott.”

“Oh, god.” He gripped her ass, pushing deeper inside her. “I love you, Rachel.” He panted. “I’ll always love you.”

“Fuck me.” She leaned further over the desk. “Come on, Scott. You gonna come?”

“Uh, yeah.” A slow, deliberate release replaced the fullness in his dick. “I’m coming, Rachel.” He grabbed her waist, digging his fingernails into her skin.

“Oh, Scott.” She gyrated, her ass jiggling. “I’m coming!”

“Me too.” His entire body tightened, aches running through his feet. “Oh, Rachel.” His lungs constricted, he struggled to breathe. “Rachel…”

Cum shot into the condom, knocking Scott forward from impact.

He screamed, knowing someone could hear if they were outside but he didn’t give a fuck.

Not one fuck.