He pulls away from the kiss and takes his mouth down to my collarbone, nipping at my neck.
“Oh, Lev,” I moan, crutching my hands through his hair.
“Shh,” he whispers, reminding me we’re in the library.
Gently, he reaches for my panties and twists his finger through the strap. A fresh burst of nervousness comes over me. No one has ever touched me there before. My ribcage hurts from how hard my heart pounds, and I wonder if I should say something, but the truth is, I want to take this further. My body needs him the way my lungs need air.
He slowly trails his fingertip down my inner thigh, sending shivers through me. I place my arms around his neck and hold him tighter to myself. Next thing I know, he peels off my panties, letting them rest halfway down my thighs. He then proceeds to lift up one of my legs and rests it on a lower-rung shelf where there are a few books.
“Pippa,” he says, his voice low and filled with longing. "I need to know if you trust me."
I take a deep breath and meet his gaze, feeling a surge of warm desire coursing through me. Now, now is when I should tell him I’m a virgin. But I’m afraid he’ll back off. So, instead, I tell him the next best truth.
"Yes," I whisper, my heart racing. "I trust you."
He leans in and kisses me again, slowly tracing circles back up my thigh. My skin electrifies where his fingers leave a trail. “God,” he murmurs, now placing his lips to my ear, whispering into it. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
I bask at his reverence, tears almost springing to my eyes. I’ve never been loved this hard. I close my eyes, taking in the moment, and gasp when I finally feel his fingers on the folds of my pussy. His fingers rub against my folds, making me whimper in pleasure. "Feels like you're burning me."
"It's not me," he says, looking up at me with those intense, smoldering eyes. "It's you."
With that, he slides one finger gently into me, just a little, and I let out a loud moan and wince.
God, it feels like my whole world is about to end. It feels so damn good, and yet it is tinged with this sweet pain bordering on pleasure, a kind I never thought could exist.
“Lev,” I whisper, noticing he hasn’t moved forward. “More,” I beg.
He inches in a little more, and my body shudders. Then, to my surprise, he pulls away and looks at me with concern." Are you okay? You’re tighter than you should be."
"Yes," I say, still trying to catch my breath. "It's just… new."
Lev's brows furrow. "New? Pippa, have you never—"
"No," I interrupt, trembling still from the intensity of what just happened. "Never. I've never felt this before."
His eyes soften as he pulls out his finger, a dawn of realization coming over his face. “No, Lev,” I beg, desperation coursing through me. This is exactly what I was afraid of—that he’d stop. “I swear—”
But he stops me with a finger to my lips. “Shh,” he whispers as he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “There’s so much more you need to experience.”
The way he says it, devilishly wicked, makes me melt into water. I watch as he gets down on his knees and disappears under my dress.
“What are you—?” I whisper, and then, my entire body jerks with pure ecstasy as his tongue flicks against my pussy. I blush, feeling nervous, terrified of how this all must feel for him.
I’m tense, but he holds my thighs in place and begins to lap at me. His tongue swirls around my clit, making me moan in pleasure in such a way that I’ve never experienced before. I grip the edge of the shelf, my knuckles turning white.
He begins to dab in and out of me, his tongue flicking like the speed of light. I feel myself clenching my pussy involuntarily, so afraid of what’s happening. I feel like I’m about to burst, like I must reign it in. He grips my thighs tighter under my dress, moaning as he digs into my skin, pushing himself further into me.
“Lev,” I groan, my eyes tightly shut.
“Tell me if this is too much for you,” he pulls away to ask.
“No,” I say hoarsely. “Carry on, please…”
I can literally hear him grin as he gets back to work. I can’t help but let out a muffled cry as his teeth lightly graze the entrance of my pussy. This new sensation sends a ripple of desire through me, and I can feel the heat rising to my cheeks.
Even as I whimper with pleasure, he doesn't slow down. Instead, he increases the speed of his lapping. It's as if he's provoked a wildfire in me, one that no amount of water can douse. I can't help but feel my body tremble helplessly against his tongue.
"Lev…" I moan, my voice breathy as I struggle to steady my nerves. "Please…"