Chapter 18
Meredith
I didn’t know when I made the decision to kneel.
Maybe it was when he said "Good girl" like he owned every nerve in my body. Or maybe it was the second he pulled my hair and whispered filth into my ear like he knew exactly how untouched I was. Whatever it was, I was on the floor now, between his thighs, my knees pressed against the worn rug, heart pounding like I was about to jump, while he sat on a chair.
The reading room was quiet. The shelves were our only witnesses, towering over us. Moonlight kissed the side of Earl’s face, tracing the sharp line of his jaw, and I wanted to lean in and taste it.
"Meredith…" His voice was tight, strained. He said my name like it burned on his tongue.
I didn’t answer.
I let my hands glide up the inside of his thighs, slow and
