Another sex scene in a library setting... but a little different.

"Attention library patrons, the Library will be closing in 20 minutes. Please bring your books to the check out area. Again, the library closes in 20 minutes. Have a good night."

Not that I heard that message, I was sitting in a comfy red chair listening to loud music and reading. I was lost in my book.

But the library emptied out until all that was left was the librarian and I.

"Excuse me, miss?" I feel a hand on my shoulder and I jump in my seat. I quickly pull an ear bud out of my ear and turn and face the person that touched me.

"Oh my god! Oops, sorry," I take a quick look around.

I look up at you, "Is it closing time?"

He chuckled, "Yeah, we are the last two here…"

"Oh god," I stumble up and start throwing my books and other belongings into my bag. "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to be here this late."

"Its okay, I actually closed up about 40 minutes ago, but you were so intensely reading that I decided to let you stay a bit longer. But if you stay much longer the guards are going to be on my back."

I turn fast and run right into him, causing us both to crash down to the floor away from each other.

"Sorry," I say, moving to collect my few items that spilled from my bag. "I am such a klutz."

"Yeah, but a cute klutz at least," he said with a snicker as he stood.

I blush, and grab his extended hand. "Thanks, and sorry again." When standing up, I realized that he was about a foot taller than me.

"It is okay, and tomorrow is another day."

"What?" I ask, and look at him quizzically.

"You seemed like you were not done reading yet, I was saying that tomorrow is another day you could come back and finish. You are one of the student, yes?"

"Oh no, I actually graduated last spring. I was just relaxing today as I am heading home for the holidays tomorrow. I wont be able to read on the train as I get motion sickness."

I notice his eyes flickering up and down my body. I know I am wearing a tank top that shows off my breast. I smile, "You can look, they are only breast. Everyone has them, only difference is size."

He blushes at being caught and looks down at the ground, rubbing the back of his neck, "true, but it isn't proper behavior… Do you want to stay longer? You aren't disturbing my cleaning or anything… you could stay…"

"You want me to stay?" I smile, "I don't really need more time, I was just relaxing, remember?"

"Yes… well, no. I mean…" he stumbled over his words. "I thought that… It was nice, just watching you read, enjoying your book so much you could block out everyone and the noise of closing up the library."

I smirk, reaching out and touching his arm. "No need to be embarrassed. I sometimes watch people read or whatever. It is such an amazing thing, to view someone's life for a few moments, seeing him or her so vulnerable and open. You agree?" I step forward, a bit closer to him.

"Yeah…" He looked down at me, "do you want to stay?"

I nodded, "I would love to. I am so close to finishing my book."

"Okay, I'll call down to security, hold on."

He move off as he pulled out his phone. I watched him walk away, my eyes watching the way his muscles moved under the strain of his pants and shirt. A few minutes he turned around smiling, motioning for me to walk to him.

He dropped his phone into his pocket, "All arranged. Come with me."

I followed him as he lead me into the stacks, "so, have you heard about the perks of being a financial supporter of the college and library here in town?" I shook my head, "well, people that donate a lot of money get this special perk…"

"Oh, well, sadly, I don't have that kind of money… but if I did… I would have my own personal library at home, with a fireplace and a tea cozy. And I am being rude, you were talking."

He laughed as we stopped in front of a door. "Close your eyes, you are going to love this."

I looked at him before closing my eyes and hearing a door open. He grabbed my hand and lead me into the room. I heard the click of a button and felt a slight heat.

"I have just realized that you may be a serial killer that works in a library as a cute librarian. Please oh please don't be a serial killer…"

"Just open your eyes," he said in an exasperated voice.

I did.

I gasped.

"Oh my god."

I was in the most beautiful room ever. It was a 20' x 30' room. Floors were wall to wall burgundy carpet, walls were lined with bookshelves and some tables. There was a fire pit/place in the middle of the room and cushions all around.

"Would you like some tea?" I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"I would let you marry me right now if it meant that I could really use this room."

"I think getting married is a bit massive, couldn't we start with something simpler?"

I turned and looked him in the eye, "Of course. Marriage would be a bit sudden, how would I explain you to my family… 'Mom, dad, this is my husband, the librarian from the town I work at… he showed me the most amazing library room and I married him on the spot. I hope that you understand.'… yeah, not sure that would work. We could just call this a first date."

I turn back to the going fire in the pit and step towards it. I grab a pillow and fluff it before putting it down and sitting on it cross-legged.

"Are you going to join me?" I ask, looking at him over my shoulder.

"In a few minutes, I have a few things I need to finish, " he said, closing the door, "but then again, I have a good view from here too."

I smile at him and the smirk on his face. I reopen my book and continue reading, or I try to continue but I can't concentrate with feeling him watching me. I can't help the blush that starts on my face.

He smiles at my blush and walks closer, focusing on me and the way the flickering of the flames seemingly dance on my skin. I brush some hair behind my ear and notice him coming over, "joining me?"

He nods and grabs a pillow and sits next to me. I put me book down and lean back, placing my hands behind myself to brace myself. "The fire is amazing, thanks for inviting me back here."

"It is … it's very calming," he said, turning himself towards me. "I like to spend complete evenings here, those brats that can use this room never do anyways, they don't appreciate it."

"I appreciate it, thank you." I reach out my hand and brush his arm, blushing when I realize what I did. But I don't move my hand away.

He picked up my hand and held it up, kissing the inside of my wrist.

"You are quite the gentleman, aren't you?" I ask, leaving my hand in his.

"I try," he says, while he is looking down at my wrist, his other hand coming up to rub my arm. I lean towards him and bring my other hand up to rest on his should, shifting on my pillow to face him. "You don't seem like you have to try that hard," I say.

"Sometimes it gets… hard… though, to be a gentleman."

"How?" I say, leaning towards him, curiosity lacing my voice.

"Well, take for an example, I am in this room that oozes comfort and romance and I am with a very beautiful and attractive woman that shouldn't really be here… but the more she is here, the more I am glad that I can see the flickering of the flames on her cleavage." He smirked, "at those times, it get… well… hard."

I look down into my lap before looking back up into his eyes, "You are not the only one having a hard time being… not unlady like… or in your case ungentleman like." I run my hand down his arm to his hand.

"At least you offered to marry me first," he added with a grin.

"I did, didn't I. And I did say this would be the best place for a first date." My eyes never move from his. "And I do respect myself enough to know that I don't care for the stupid third date rules… for doing anything…"

I leaned forward and pressed my lips onto his, closing my eyes. He drops my hands and puts them on my hips, pulling me onto his lap. He kisses back, and I can tell that he is trying to not seem greedy, but when I shift in his lap, he picks up the pace. I move my hands to the back of his head, holding us together, my mouth opening and pushing my tongue into his mouth.

His fingers dig into my hips, his thumps moving under my shirt and rubbing my skin. I press my chest into him, moving my arms to wrap around him. I break the kiss, breathing fast and heavy.

"Wow, I haven't kissed like that in forever," I say, resting my forehead on his.

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention, I was still totally mind blown by that kiss."

I just smile at him as he smiles at me, sliding his hands to my knees and then back up under my skirt on my knees, "this okay?"

I lift my head up and nod, "Totally okay, I would be offended if we didn't continue this. What do you say, what next?"

"How about… I get my head close to where my hands are, and you get your face close to where my pants are zippered up," he said with a sultry grin. He moved his brought a hand up high enough that he could rub me though my thong with his thumb.

I moaned and gave my hips a light thrust, "Sounds like a good plan."

I stood up and he lay down. I walked to above his head and smile at him, he smiles as he looks up my skirt, noticing how wet I am. "Pull them down?"

"No, come down her, I want to work with everything." He smirks.

I lower myself, slowly getting onto my knees, I bend so that I am facing the front of his pants where they had tented. I use a hand to undo his pants button but use my teeth to pull the zipper down. As I let go of the zipper, I let out a moan as he scraps his teeth over my inner thigh and his hands lift my skirt up over my hips. He moved his head up more and places a kiss on the wet spot of my dark green thong. He then ran his tongue along the edge of my thong to the side of my thigh.

"God," I breathe out in a moan. I use a hand to pull his penis out of his dark red boxers.

"God… perhaps not, by surely divine," he says, running his tongue onto my other thigh.

I look back at him, "Divine you are… if you would properly touch me." I look back at your erect penis, I use on hand to brace myself on the floor and another to grasp your balls. I bring my hand from the floor up and press my chest into your lower abdomen to give myself leverage and I grasp you and start slowly pumping you.

"Wanting much more than you are already getting?... oh god…"

I look back to find him closing his eyes for a moment before opening them and pulling my ass down to his face. He ran his tongue up from where my clit was under my thong to the wet spot. He pressed his tongue into me.

I moan, my hand gripping a little more tightly, before I lower my head and lick his head, taking up his pre-cum.

His fingers move my tong and I fill his tongue licking me, pressing deep.

I moan, and take his head into my mouth, still using my hands to pump and massage him. I suck lightly and brush my tongue back and forth lightly against his tip.

He slid his thumb over my clit as his tongue slowly was pushing in and out of me.

I give a wet pop and I pull up from him, "touch me again like that, with your thumb."

He smiled before sweeping his thumb up from the opening, collecting some wetness, and pressing his thumb onto my clit, circling it slowly. He continued his probing with his tongue. I moan out softly, lowering my hips more.

I drop my head back to him, taking his head into my mouth, trying not to lose my strength in my arms to hold myself up. He moved his lips to suck on my clit and slid two fingers into me; in pleasure I pressed down onto his face. I pull myself up moaning out loudly; I arch back and straighten myself above him. My hips jerk over them, and his fingers dig into my hips.

"Please… oh GOD!"

Then I found myself being flung onto some of the pillows, and he was climbing onto me, kicking off his pants and underwear, pushing my panties aside and pushing himself into me. I wrapped my legs up around his hips, giving him better leverage to thrust into me.

I scream out in pleasure, grasping the edge of pillows. He thrust hard into me and I feel so full. He lifts me up, so I am sitting in his lap, rising up and down. He pulls at my tank top and brings it up over my head. I wrap my arms around his back, pulling myself flush against him, and ride him harder and faster, the sound of wet flesh smacking against wet flesh.

"I'm … I'm cuming… oh god…" I shake, grasping you. My muscles clamping down on you, "cum inside me."

He groaned and thrust a few more times, before I could feel him fill me, making me call out.

We fell back, so that he was laying on top of me, still inside me. Everything was hot and wet and sweaty and great. Once out breathing returned to semi normal, he rolled to lay next to me, and I sighed at the loss of him filling me.

I turn my head and stare at him, "that was… wow."

"Speechless?" He asked, and he chuckled at my nodding.

"Yeah."

"You have got to come back here when you get back from your vacation… I'll take you out to dinner and then we can go back to my place and continue this…" I was smiling at him, but both of us froze when we heard the radio from his pants pocket go off, the security guard asking for him.

Ten minutes later, he was kissing me goodbye at the back door, his phone number saved in my phone, mine in his.

The next day of the train, I couldn't stop thinking about him and our fucking… my vacation was going to last forever…

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