Page 39 of Between the Stacks

“Anything,” he said, cupping my cheek. I pressed into his palm and sighed. “How do you do it? Getting aroused. Waiting. Doing a scene again. Waiting some more. Doesn’t it hurt?” I hurt.

“Oh, baby, are you achy? Can I help you?” The deep vibration of his voice and the intonation washed over me.

“Please,” I whispered. “I want to come.”

“It’ll be my pleasure,” he answered before kissing me.

Then he had me against the wall of the shower, and I was sliding down on his cock. He stretched me open, and I whimpered his name, melting into his embrace.Yes,I thought, this was what I needed.

By the time we emerged from my room, someone had ordered food, and everyone was stuffing their faces. Instead of sitting in my spot, Lowe and Jonesy had me between them while Scott and Cole cuddled. This felt normal. Nice. I liked this. We didn’t have to talk. That night, I fell asleep between Lowe and Jonesy in the master bedroom.

That was an adventure.

The next daywas a rinse and repeat of the day before. I went to class and when I was done, I met everyone at the house to go to the studio. We had a time we had to be there, so the sooner we left, the sooner we could start.

When we stepped into the room, I was surprised by how much it looked like Lowe’s office. Sure, not everything there, but what we needed was. Again, Cole, Scott, and I sat and watched Lowe and Jonesy work. Images from last night popped into my mind as I waited. The way Jonesy held me in place and the sounds he made. The way he turned me inside out with his groans and whispered pleas. I shivered, wanting more of him.

“Want to share with the class?” Scotty teased.

“Just thinking about last night,” I said.

“Oh, yeah?” Cole whispered.

I inclined my chin.

“Anything in particular?” Scott prodded.

“Nothing like what’s about to happen right now.” I motioned to the scene.

It began as it ended yesterday in the office, Jonesy on Lowe’s lap, only they went for it. Lowe pushed him to the floor. In a flash, Jonesy had Lowe’s pants open, and his mouth covered Lowe’s cock. The growl he let loose shook me. A shiver worked down my spine as he moaned, fisting his hand in Jonesy’s hair. The way he fucked the man’s face left me enraptured. I sat forward. My breathing turned shallow. My heart rate slowed. I couldn’t look away, even when Jonesy gagged, then went right back at it, taking all of Lowe’s massive dick.

“Holy shit,” I breathed.

Arousal pinged through me. They were hot. Like I’d seen them together last night, but it was slow, erotic. They had a fluidity I couldn’t wrap my mind around, and when I joined them, their connection passed to me. A lump lodged in my throat as I watched them. An echo of their touch caressed my skin, causing goosebumps to form in the memory's wake. However, it was when Lowe pushed into Jonesy’s ass, I rubbed my thighs together. The core deep pulse of need brightened by the second.

I took a shaky breath, trying to settle down, but nothing about watching them was settled or even relaxed. They fucked like champs. They worked together. The push-pull of their relationship was amazing to watch and when Jonesy came, taking Lowe with him, I had to move. I was too ramped up. Too needy. Too on edge. A live wire ready to spark.

“Easy,” Cole whispered, brushing a kiss over my temple. “We’ll get you there. Don’t worry.”

Oh, I wasn’t worried at all. On the contrary. If they didn’t get their hands on me soon, I was sure I’d explode. Lowe sagged where he sat while Jonesy took a moment as well. They both appeared spent and so damn sexy I couldn’t look away. As if realizing I was looking at them, Jonesy glanced in my direction and winked.

I was done for.

Twenty minutes later, it was our turn. We started at the desk, only this time, Cole and Scott expressed their appreciation for the banging librarian who helped them out. I’d have laughed at how corny the line was, but I was so spacy from watching Jonesy and Lowe, I was too afraid to mess up.

We snuck off to the stacks which were in the other room ready for us and holy shit... I glanced around lost for a second because I’d have sworn we were back at the college. When Monty called action, I didn’t need to see a replay of the scene with Lowe and Jonesy; it was permanently seared into my brain. In our scene, we watched Lowe and Jonesy from the stacks, taking quick peeks while Cole and Scott tempted me with kisses and sweet words.

Getting naked was a study in tempo and pacing. A shirt here. A skirt there. Jeans. Shoes. The minute Cole went to his knees in front of me and Scott entered me from behind, I detonated. I couldn’t help it. I was so turned on and primed, I was sure all it would take was the glide of Cole’s finger over my clit to set meoff. Scott’s cock worked though. I shook and shuddered as Cole sucked my clit into his mouth while fisting his cock.

Each movement was perfect. Scott palmed my breasts, keeping me where he wanted me while Cole continued to eat my pussy while teasing Scott. The erotism of the scene spun out until everything disappeared around us. I knew what we were supposed to do, but I got lost in them and the recollection of Lowe and Jonesy. Nothing about what was happening in that room at that moment, was acting. It was raw carnal hunger. A shared manifestation of being so damn hot and bothered, we ignited and caught fire.

Scott and Cole shared me between them. Switching positions with such a seamless smoothness we never missed a beat. My breathing came in soft pants. Their kisses tasted of desperation and sweat. We were slick, covered in my cum. I was filthy and I loved it. When Scott came inside me first then Cole on my tits and stomach, a deep seated satisfaction overtook me. I trembled in their arms, waiting for the minute Monty yelled cut.

Behind us, clapping began. I glanced over my shoulder. There, near the back, stood Jonesy and Lowe. They’d joined us at some point. I exhaled and grinned. Pleasantly sated and exhausted.

Now that was fun.

An hour later, Lowe and I finished the first scene we’d done. Still a little weak kneed, don’t tell him I said so, but he looked the same, I went to my knees in front of him. “Library Lovers’ Day, huh...” He grunted, pulling his cock from his pants. “How about you love me more than your little admirers do.”

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