Page 16 of The Library

The thought of her has me harder than I’ve ever been, but it’s not enough. I need more. I need her to come all over my face, her thighs trembling as I lap her up like a man dying of thirst. I want to bury my face between her legs, tasting that sweet cunt as shefalls apart for me, her juices coating my tongue while she begs for more.

The taste of her lingers in my mind, and it only fuels my need to have her again.

By the time I make it to the bathroom, I’m burning with the need for release. I strip off my clothes, the fabric falling to the floor as I step into the shower. The water rushes over me, scalding hot, but it does nothing to cool the fire inside. My hand wraps around my cock, so hard and throbbing as the image of her fills my mind.

I close my eyes, thinking of her in The Library, her back arched as she tried to fuck herself on my fingers. The way she moaned, the way her body gave in to me completely—it’s seared into my memory. I stroke my cock slowly, imagining her tight cunt wrapped around me, squeezing every inch of my length. I know I’m big, and the thought of stretching her out, of tearing her pussy apart with my cock, makes my breath hitch.

Lilith

Anna is already sitting at our usual table when I walk into the café, waving me over with her bright, infectious smile. She looks like she doesn’t have a care in the world, and for a second, I wish I could be more like her—carefree, always living in the moment. But my mind is still tangled in shadows, haunted by thoughts ofhim, even though I know I shouldn’t be thinking about him at all.

I slide into the seat across from her and give her a weak smile, trying to shake the lingering unease.

“Okay, what’s going on with you?” Anna asks, narrowing her eyes the moment I sit down. “You look like you haven’t slept in days.”

“I’m fine,” I say, glancing down at the menu to avoid her gaze. “Just… stressed, I guess.”

“Uh-huh, sure.” She leans across the table, her eyes glinting with curiosity. “Lily, I know you. You’ve got that look on your face. Is it a guy? Oh my god, itisa guy, isn’t it? Spill. Who is he? What’s going on? Tell me everything!”

My heart races, and I grip the edge of the menu tighter, trying to keep my voice steady. “It’s not a guy, Anna. I’ve just been stressing about school—term papers, exams, all that shit.”

Anna leans back in her chair, crossing her arms as she studies me. “Uh-huh. Right. I’m not buying it, but okay, we’llgo with that for now.” She tilts her head, smiling. “You need a break. Seriously, you’re way too uptight lately.”

“I’m just busy—”

“Busy, my ass,” she interrupts. “You need to let loose and stop acting like a fucking grandma. Lucky for you, I have just the thing to fix your little stress problem.”

I raise an eyebrow, dreading where this is going. “And what’s that?”

“There’s a Halloween party tonight,” she says with a wicked grin, practically bouncing in her seat. “Costumes only, and there will be tons of hot guys. Like,somany guys. The kind who will definitely take your mind off whatever’s got you in knots.”

I roll my eyes, but Anna doesn’t miss a beat. “I’m serious, Lily. You need to come. It’ll be fun. Music, drinks, and guys who will absolutely help you forget about all that ‘stress.’” She winks, and I can’t help but laugh a little.

“I don’t know, Anna…”

“Stop.” She holds up a hand, cutting me off. “You’re coming. No excuses. You need to get out of your head, and a party is the perfect way to do it. Besides, you can’t say no to a Halloween party. It’s a rule. Plus, you’re going to look so hot in the costume I’ve picked out for you.”

I groan, already dreading what she has planned. “Oh god, what is it?”

Anna’s eyes light up with mischief. “Something slutty and hot, of course. I was thinking a barely-there black dress, fishnets, sky-high heels, and an upside-down cross necklace for that sexy, rebellious vibe.”

I blink at her, already regretting agreeing to this. “An upside-down cross?”

“Yep,” she says proudly. “You’re going for sexy bad girl meets dark temptress. Trust me, you’ll be turning heads all night.”

I shake my head, but I know there’s no getting out of this now. “Fine, I’ll go. But I’m not promising anything.”

Anna claps her hands, grinning like she’s just won the lottery. “Perfect! You won’t regret it, I swear. Come over at eight. And don’t even think about bailing, or I’ll break into your apartment and dress you myself.”

I laugh, but it’s half-hearted. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

But as Anna chats on about the party and all the “hot guys” we’ll meet, my mind drifts again—back tohim. The man I can’t stop thinking about. The man I know I should be running from, but instead, I’m drawn to him in a way that terrifies me.

I don’t even know his full name.

And yet, it feels like he’s already everywhere, always watching, always just out of reach. Even as I sit here with Anna, pretending to care about her party plans, I can feel him lurking in the back of my mind. He’s not just a passing thought—he’s a presence that refuses to leave.

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