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Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.

Kennedy POV. The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book, it's Robert birthday gift, who'd knew a grown up man would kill for the newest werewolf love book. I got into my car, drove carefully toward the local book store, they had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kids story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?

Cole knows about the plan because it's a little more intense than usual and we wanted to make sure he was totally okay with it. "You can put your books away now then go down to the subs room to get prepped with Joey," I tell him with a kiss on the cheek. He jumps up and puts all his stationary into his bag then grabs his other bag with his stuff he needs to get prepped for the club. He kisses me goodbye then disappears out of the door. I go upstairs to the bathroom so I can shower and put on my leathers before going to the club.

“For Christ’s sake Christy, you just met this guy!” I shrugged, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks. “I know but… I couldn’t resist. He was too hot and intense. "He just… Did something to me." Sophia raised an eyebrow. “Sit down please… you’re beginning to sound like a lovesick teenager.” I sat down beside her, eager to tell her every detail. “Let me tell you all that transpired” I said, barely able to contain my excitement. She sighed, settling in for the story. “I’m listening, but don’t expect me to condone your reckless behavior.”

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Little did I know, the spark was about to become a raging inferno, courtesy of something far beyond the mortal realm. It started on a rainy Friday night. I’d come home exhausted from a long week, my blouse clinging to my skin from the downpour outside. I kicked off my heels, letting them thud against the hardwood floor, and poured myself a glass of merlot. The apartment felt emptier than usual; my last girlfriend had left months ago, citing my “workaholic tendencies” as the reason. Truth be told, I missed the warmth of a body next to mine, the soft curves and whispered promises in the dark. To distract myself, I rummaged through the old box of junk in my closet— relics from my rebellious pha

Books that offered shelter to those still lost in the storm. She took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the sweet air of that late afternoon, feeling the warmth of Luka, the solidity of Elias, and the heartbeat of Zion against her back. She thought of the seventeen-year-old girl who had walked into that bookstore on a rainy afternoon, seeking refuge in someone else’s pages because she still didn’t know that one day she would have her own to offer. She thought of the broken woman she had been, of the painful but necessary crossing, of the moments when she had almost given up.

The teenagers looked at each other before one of them spoke up, "We're looking for a book on mythology for our school project." I led the group of teenagers to the mythology section, their chatter filled the air with youthful energy, momentarily distracting me from the unsettling encounter outside. With each step, I felt a sense of calm wash over me, grateful for the opportunity to lose myself in the world of books and the joy of helping others discover new stories.