Bound By The Campus Secret

Leo didn't give me time to let out a moan before he lifted me off the heavy table, causing my thick black sketchbook to fall to the floor with a loud thud. Leo no longer cared about his drawings; all he cared about was the huge vein beating in my neck. "Leo," I said breathlessly, as he stepped right between my legs, causing my back to hit the wall. The faint light from the hallway made long shadows all over his body and revealed how hungry for me, he was in his dark, deep eyes. "I’ve gone crazy waiting for this," he growled, ripping my dress up at the waist. The hardness of his d**k touching the direction of my c**t caused my hips to buck. "I have to be inside you. Right now." He didn't wait for my consent because he could see the desperation I had on my face and in my body language; he could feel my desperate need for some form of release to come out of me. With a tight, harsh breath, he ripped off his pants, starting with unbuttoning them followed by unzipping them, causing a loud clank and tearing the normal silence in the library in two; this ripping of the silence traveled all the way to my core, causing an intense rush of adrenaline to shoot through me. I was shaken, and my body felt tight as a twisted-up coil waiting to explode. "Please," came out of my mouth in a quiet whimper as the words came out of me full of desperation. I managed to wrap both of my legs around him and dig my heels into his belt while pulling him toward me, wanting him to close the gap between us. He charged at me, and I screamed from deep within myself without even having a chance to stop myself. A rush of all-encompassing pleasure; I couldn’t breathe, and everything turned gray due to the massive impingement on my lungs. Leo held still for a brief moment and waited for me to regain the ability to breathe prior to allowing me to move. His chest moved in concert with mine as he pressed down on me. "Oh my God, it feels so good," he groaned in a low voice as I could feel him vibrating through my body. He pulled back out; however, he didn’t fully come out before he thrust back in again with a force so strong that it created a very loud noise as the heavy wooden table created a solid thump when it hit the floor. I could no longer hear myself breathe, but I could feel my heart rate increasing due to both my raging hormones and my fear of being caught since we were doing this in the library where anyone could easily walk through. He appeared unmoved by the noise; perhaps the threat of danger was increasing his resolve to continue. The rhythm he established was insatiable, each stroke forceful and deliberate, intended to debilitate us both. The table buckled under the weight of our activity, the boards creaked in accordance with our actions, producing a rhythmical exclamation of "no" to the thudding of my heart. I wrapped my legs more tightly around his waist and used my heels to press into his back, compelling him to penetrate me deeper. The friction I felt was incredible; the sensation of him dragging through me produced miniature explosions within my closed eyes. I buried my face in the nook of his neck, breathed in the scent of rain and cedar, attempting to hold onto something because the ecstasy of the moment nearly carried me away. "Leo," I said in a gasping voice, my words sounding like a broken prayer. "I'm almost there, please don't stop, hit it harder… oh my God, this is so good." "Maya, I'm getting close," he said in a breathy, strained voice against my throat. "I want to feel you fall apart around me." He reached for my c**t and found it. That act made me release so much water, then he began circling the bundle of nerves with a combination of force and heavy rhythm, matching up with the unyielding rhythm of his hips. The dual means of stimulation was practically too much; it was an explosion of stimulation that sent me to a place where I could not maintain control over myself. I arched my back off the table and opened my mouth to scream in silence when the waves surging through my body propelled me into orgasm. As I tightened around his shaft, my inner vaginal muscles also did so, causing him to make guttural sounds, forcing an emission from him that was far from s****l. Nothing stopped him; he continued driving into me, forcing himself to orgasm while timing and force were so out of control it appeared to be almost violent in nature. With a final thrust that lodged him deep into me, Leo let out his breath with a loud exclamation. He pressed his face into my neck in an effort to silence his loss of control. Then, boom, his white fluid came. He forcefully pulled his d**k out, making his fluids pour on my vaginal area, and I could feel the tremors rolling through his body. For several moments, we were frozen together; the only sounds in the space were the sounds of our panting breaths and our breathing dropping down to normal, steady rhythms. The library had returned to its previous silent ambiance, but there was a difference—it was filled with the scent of s****l arousal and sweat, and I was overwhelmed with the reality of what had just taken place. Leo's brow rested against mine, and his breath mingled in the air between us, ragged and uneven with mine. There was just one moment when everything was perfect; an explosion of adrenaline and endorphins created a bubble that excluded everything outside the two of us. That bubble burst when I heard heavy boots hitting the linoleum flooring in rapid succession. My heart suddenly pounded with renewed enthusiasm. The sound was synchronized and purposeful as it reverberated off the walls of the corridor; a security guard. "Crap," Leo said, breaking the post-coital stupor with his foul-mouthed exclamation. The adrenaline that was driving our euphoria rapidly deteriorated into terror after hearing the sound of large booted feet walking toward us. A bright beam of light passed over the foggy glass of the door, illuminating an elongated, ghostly shadow on the ground in full view. The terror of what had happened registered just a second before Leo was moving again. Without a word, Leo lifted me off the table and set me on my feet with a gentleness that made me think he was just as terrified as I was. I didn't have any strength in my legs after having just experienced an orgasm; however, Leo's firm grip on my elbows kept me from falling due to my shaking knees buckling. Right then, the jangle of keys rattled right against the doorknob. The lock clicked loudly, and the door began to swing open, pouring a line of bright yellow light right into the room.