I heard him chuckle softly under his breath as I continued to lose control myself. My hips kept moving, regardless of how still I tried to remain, and I was biting my lip so hard that I was probably bruising it. But I couldn’t help it.
Yesterday, I was a shy, studious college student. And now, today, the hottest college quarterback in existence is going down on me in the library, with dozens of people just an earful away. I should be mortified. I should insist that he stop. But I can’t. I just can’t. It feels too good.
His tongue continues to move over me, persistent and hot. I can’t stand it. I can feel my orgasm building and building, and I have no idea how to keep myself quiet when it finally hits. I can already tell that this is going to be one of the best orgasms of my life. It’s bu
