Page 19 of Snake

She does as I command, and I yank my dick out and slip it past her gleaming lips with a grunt.

The book is enormous and heavy—slippery too, with its glossy cover—so I hold it with one hand and rest the spine on the shelf, flipping the pages with the edge of my thumb.

It’s some kind of reference book on racing horses. It has more photographs and diagrams than actual words, but if I’m honest, I couldn’t give a fuck if this book was full of high-resolution photos of turds.

It’s not just Nim’s sweet, wet little mouth sucking on my cock. There’s something hot about reading to her as she takes me balls-deep down her throat.

The scholar and the slut.

It feels so fucking good that I keep losing my place. So instead of watching Nim devouring my cock, I’m staring at the page, trying my best to read a coherent sentence. When Nim moves her tongue against my shaft, wriggling and licking me, I can’t take it anymore.

“Christ, girl, I’m getting close.” My balls tighten when her glittering eyes lock onto mine.She pulls away, gasping for breath, and then grabs the hand holding onto her ponytail. My dick bobs angrily as she guides my hand between us, wrapping my fingers around my shaft.

“That’s how you want it?” I ask her through a smug leer. “Want me to jerk off on that pretty face of yours?”

She nods, leaning forward to kiss the tip of my dick before sitting back on her heels and holding open her mouth.

God Almighty.

“The book.” She glances at the forgotten tome in my other hand.

I groan in protest, but all it takes is a single pout from Nim before I flip the page and start reading. My other hand strokes my shaft.

I don’t know how, but I get lost in the book’s narrative.

“Louder, Silas, please.”

I realize Nim has a hand under her skirt, and there’s a familiar desperation to her voice. I read a little louder, my fist moving faster over my rock-hard dick.

“Yes,” Nim whispers. “Oh God.” I catch her face crumpling up from the corner of my eye, and that’s all it takes to make me come.

I groan, the book snapping closed in my hand as I lose control of my motor functions. I lean in, my forehead against the shelf as I come over Nim’s mouth and chin and cheeks, her body invisible when my shadow cloaks her.

My eyes squeeze shut as the last tremor quivers through me. When I look, Nim is staring up at me, face that of pure innocence despite the cum streaking her chin.

She takes a tissue out of her pocket and mops at her face. “Did you enjoy that?”

I nod, knowing my voice will still be shaky.

“Good.” She stands, a cold light in her eyes. “Because that’ll be the last time any of you ever shove a dick in my mouth.”

My brain is so foggy, I take precious seconds to parse her words, and by that time, she’s gone. At a sound somewhere nearby, I shove the horse book back on the shelf and hurriedly gather myself. I hurry to the library’s exit, watching Nim and Romi disappear around a corner up ahead.

I’m right on time for dinner, but my appetite is fucking gone. I head for the cafeteria anyway because alarm bells are clanging all through my fucking skull.

Nim’s up to something, and the others have to know.

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