Page 48 of Live Like Legends

As if he read my mind, Nick slipped another finger inside, stretching me but it was in no comparison to his cock.I reached back out for the shelves, steadying myself as I watched his forearm pulse with each flick of his wrist. His other hand played with my breasts, the stimulation overwhelming. “Don’t stop, that feels so g-good.”

“So needy the way your pussy is squeezing my fingers.”

My thighs started to shake as his fingers kept slamming into me, touching that spot that had me dropping my mouth open. “Fuck, I want your cock.”

His low groan at my ear had me coming on his hand, squeezing the shelves and attempting to jolt away from him even though all I wanted to do was be closer.He removed his fingers, his cock rigid against my back. My breathing was harsh and I ran a hand through my curls, nearly hearing my heart beating through my ears.

I felt his hand wrap around my throat gently, pulling me back against him. “Be specific, baby. Telling me to fuck you isn’t enough. Use your words.”

“I…fuck…”

His fingertips squeezed both sides of my throat and I brought my ass back, rubbing the front of his pants.We were so alone in this place and I had released this unhinged version of the man that I loved. All he wanted to do right now was please me and I knew he could. He was causing my senses to malfunction, but I wasn’t so far gone that I couldn’t articulate what I wanted. I slammed my hand against the wooden shelf, hearing the wood creak and rattle. Some of the books shook in place but then it was quiet again. I pulled away from him and spun around, standing on the tips of my toes, attempting to reach his face. He was thrown off guard a bit but rallied, raising both his eyebrows.

I grabbed his shirt, pulling him into me. My lips brushed his as I spoke each word with conviction so that he didn’t misunderstand.“I want you to fuck me like I’m no one else’s but yours. I want you to pound my pretty pussy so well that I scream in this perfect little angelic library of yours. I want you to make me come all over your cock so fucking hard that I’m shaking and unable to form sentences, that I’m only able to utter one word and that’s your name.” I grabbed his cock through his pants and licked at his lips. “Can you handle that, hmm? Or does the thought of fucking me senseless, hearing your name echo off the walls in a place full of so much history too much for you, baby?”

He took my face in his hand, grazing his thumb over my parted lips. He eventually stuck it in my mouth, and I clasped onto it, sucking and looking right into his hooded eyes. He pulled out his thumb, moving the wet digit to one of my nipples.

I shuddered at the contact, right as he leaned down, his voice wrapping around me like warmth I didn’t know I could crave so much. “Oh, my needy one does know how to follow directions.” He brought his lips to mine but then pulled away too quickly for my liking. I was about to demand more when he turned mearound, pushing down between my shoulders so I was forced to reach one of the shelves near the bottom as I bent over.

The fabric of my dress tickled my skin, the material being maneuvered so that it was out of the way and exposed my ass to him. I felt his hands explore each cheek, small squeezes here and there that lit my skin on fire. He hooked a finger into my panties and moved them over again so he could see my pussy. I sensed a shift behind me, so I dipped my head down and tried to see what he was doing. He had knelt down so that he was eye level with my backside. My eyes instantly closed, a pleasurable hiss leaving my lips when I felt his tongue against me. He continued to lap at me with what seemed like every intention of making me come on his tongue. My teeth sunk down into my bottom lip so hard that I tasted blood when he used his hands to spread me open, his tongue licking from my clit up to my ass. My breath caught as he swirled his tongue around my tight hole, using his fingers to rub my clit. His tongue pressed into my ass as much as it could, pulling out and then going back in.I moaned out loud, pushing back against his mouth.

Nick got up from where he was settled between my legs, the sound of him undoing his pants making my ears perk up.

“What the fuck? Why did you stop?” I whined, wiggling my ass towards him.

His cock rubbed against my pussy, and he hummed. “Here I thought you wanted my cock.” His palm landed hard against my ass making me squirm. “I thought you wanted me to fuck you.”

I nodded towards the bookshelf, whimpering, “I do,fuck, I do.”

“Say it.”

I groaned out my response, “I want you to fuck me,plea—” My words were cut off when I felt him push inside of me with enough force to have me readjusting my stance.He grabbed my hips and started moving, pounding in and out. He kept asteady rhythm, never faltering as he pressed his fingers into my skin.His grunts bounced off the walls and caused a shiver through my whole body. I nearly wanted to cry from how good he felt and how I wanted him so much deeper than he already was.

He smacked my ass again, causing me to let out a moan. He pulled me harder against him, our skin smacking together violently.“Is this what you wanted?”

“Yes, Nick, yes, yes.”

He grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, his cock moving inside of me at a different angle that made my legs buckle.“Does your needy little pussy feel better?” He spoke against my ear, his voice dominant and demanding. He wrapped his other arm around my body, holding me in place so I wouldn’t fall forward. He let my hair go so he could wrap his hand around my throat.

I tried my best to give some sort of nod since I had seemed to lose all ways to speak. He wasn’t tentative with his hips as our bodies collided over and over again. I fell apart when my orgasm ran through me.I felt his breath against me, his free hand traveling down to my clit. I squirmed just a bit, still coming down from my climax.

“So perfect.” His fingers played with me and I could feel myself being turned on all over again, while his cock was still settled inside of me.

“N-Nick…” I hesitated, wanting more of his fingers or for him to start moving again.

“You still want that? For me to make you scream?” He kissed the side of my face and bent a little to trail his kisses to my neck.

I tried to steady my breathing. “Yes, make me scream.”

Nick pulled out of me, turning me around and lifting me up into his arms before my legs could give out. His lips found mine as he carried me to one of the sturdy wooden tables, setting medown near the edge.I worked quickly when removing his shirt while he ran his deft fingers over my nipples. A small moan left my lips, but he took that moan and swallowed it whole as his mouth molded to mine.

“So dirty for such a well brought up angel.” I teased, letting my hands travel down his skin. My fingers traced over his abs and wrapped around his cock. His shaft was still wet from me, twitching at my very touch. “Anyone can come in here and catch us. They could watch you taking what’s yours…you aren’t worried about that, right?” I tugged on his cock, and he pressed his lips together in a mild groan.

He grabbed my hand and yanked it away, gripping thighs, forcing me to fall back as he tugged me closer to the end of the table. The sound of him ripping my panties off filled the room and then I hissed out in pleasure as his cock slid over my clit. “As long as the only name you scream is mine, I don’t care who sees us.”

He pressed his cock into me, holding onto the outside of my thighs as he pulled me back, meeting him at every single thrust. Nick looked down and watched each motion, watched the quick way he slid out and back in.

I nearly bit my own tongue as I massaged my breasts, wanting to pull him in deeper. I looked down my body to see his stomach muscles contract as he pumped his hips. One of his hands released my thigh and he started playing with my clit again. He fluttered over it with his fingers and with the way his cock hit every perfect way imaginable, I knew this orgasm could probably kill me. He wanted to please me, whether it be sexually or emotionally; it was jarring knowing that this man would get on his knees for me yet have me dropping to my own when the moment called for it. “Fuck, I love you.”

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