Midnight Pleasure: 30 Shades Of Short Steamy Stories
Chloe didn’t waste a second.
The moment her eyes locked on me, she rushed forward, her heels clicking fast against the floor. Then she slammed into me, arms around my neck, her lips crushing mine.
Her kiss was desperate, hot, dripping with need, and I didn’t hesitate to answer. My hands found her waist, gripping hard, pulling her against me until I could feel every curve pressing into me.
“Fuck,” I groaned against her mouth, biting her lip.
She moaned softly in return, twisting her tongue with mine. And that was when I caught it the librarian, just meters away, sitting behind the desk near the front. He was half buried in a stack of papers, probably grading something, but he was right there.