Illicit Passions (Den of Sin)
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"Wow. Is this when you were promiscuous and all that?" she asked.
Corey chuckled. "I was an idiot, but you're only young once."
"Well, I don't have a story like that to tell you."
"Come on…no crazy past lovers or anything?"
"Not a one. I was in a sorority and played volleyball most of the college years, but I was nowhere near as sexual as my sorority sisters. I still keep in touch with a few, especially Janelle, the one who told me about this place."
"Good thing she did." There was a long moment of pause before he spoke again. "So what's the verdict?"
She cocked her head to one side. "What do you mean?"
"Which is better? One man…or two?"
She grinned. "You should know the answer to that question, Corey. I'm sitting in bed right now with one man and one man only."
"Just checking. You can be truthful with me though. If you want two cocks—"
Paige shifted on the bed and placed a single finger gently over his lips to stop his speech. "I want your cock, Corey. Only yours."
Corey caught her off guard covering her body with his, crushing his lips to hers. She slid her palms against his chest and slid his bathrobe off his shoulders. The kiss deepened and soon they were skin to skin in the middle of the bed.
He loved her nipples the same way he loved her lips. They tightened into solid buds and he licked and sucked them until she was writhing under him.
"I can't get enough of you," Corey declared.
"Me either. I want more of you," she replied.
He ventured downward, loving her belly, navel, and hips. Soft cries escaped her when he zoned in on her nether lips. She was still sore from hours early, but his tongue brushed her clit with utmost care. By the time he dipped two fingers into her heat, she was already soaking wet.
"Please take me."
"Hot Heaven and Hell, you're sexy," he rasped against her thighs.
Corey rose upward, his cockhead tracing a blazing path against her skin. He felt rock hard and heavy when his cock rested on her mound.
He kissed her again and the heady taste of her arousal sparked immediate need within her. She lifted her thighs and wrapped her legs around him. He plunged into her pussy at the same moment his tongue plunged between her lips.
His thrusts were hard and fast as they were before, but his drives were deep and tender. He held her gaze with the same heat and intensity in which he held her possessively to his chest. She reached climax, feeling as if her body were coming apart…for him.
"In answer to you question…" he kissed her lips tenderly "…you're beautiful. I'm the man who'd want to date a bookworm librarian just like you. I want you."
"Corey…"
His body trembled over hers. "…when you say my name…shit…"
Her pussy milked him as he came and apparently it drove him even wilder as her own name escaped his lips.
Corey was addicting. What would she do when the Bacchanal event was over and it was time for both of them to say their goodbyes and go home?
Goodbyes weren't something Paige wanted to think about right now. It was just too soon.
What she did not want to forget when she left this place was the warm body and playful grin of the man who pleased her beyond all her expectations.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Paige, there’s this guy on the lower level who refuses to leave." Her assistant barged into her office, with the building keys dangling from her waist. "I told him we were closed and that he needed to leave and he refused and asked to speak to you. Do you want me to call the police?"
Paige's fingers froze over her keyboard and the email response she had suddenly left her. This was a library, for goodness sakes. Why would someone want to come in here to cause trouble?
"Did you ask him what he wanted?"
"Something about our limited inventory."
She sighed, pushed her chair away from the desk, and got up. "Let's go see what he wants."
It had been a long day at the office. She'd just returned from her week long vacation and her work had piled up while she was gone. Her email inbox was still filled with junk and her to-do list was longer than the length of her desk.
What Paige didn't expect was to find Corey standing between a row of books waiting for her.
She gasped so loudly, her assistant, Rachel, grabbed her arm.
"Is everything okay?"
"Uh…yes. I just thought of something."
Rachel pointed at Corey. "This is the man who won't leave. I told him we were closed."
"What are you doing here?" Paige asked, crossing her arms over her chest already feeling the rising heat in her belly.
Why did this man send a dizzy spell through her? Oh, God. How did he even find her?
"You know him?" Rachel gawked.
"Paige and I—"
"We're closed, Corey." She had to cut him off before he blurted out something she might regret. She hadn't told anyone that she'd spent her vacation at a hotel to have illicit sex.
"I know." Corey approached her with a devilish grin on his face. "I just noticed that you didn't have a dedicated section for learning about auto mechanics. Can't we get some more books to learn about this trade?"
"Sir," Rachel continued. "What part of we are closed and come back tomorrow don't you understand?"
"Rachel, I've got this from here." The teenager was a little rotten when it came to customer service, but Corey was no customer so Paige let this one slide. "I'll lock up tonight."
"You want me to leave you alone with this rude customer?"
"Rachel…I know Corey. He's a friend of mine." She held out her palm. "Now give me the keys."
Rachel took one last look at her and Corey and she left with a reluctant huff.
"How did you find me?" Paige asked in a low voice when Rachel was out of earshot.
"Why did you check out without saying goodbye?" He closed the gap between them.
"I asked you a question."
He grinned. "A lot of research and some arm twisting."
"Meaning?"
He slid his hand in hers. "I went through a lot of hoops to find you."
"It's forbidden to contact me outside of the club."
"Who's going to arrest me?" His breath was cool as he leaned in to kiss her on the lips.
Paige swallowed. "Don't do this.”
"Don't do what? I just wanted a proper goodbye, but tell me that you want nothing to do with me ever again and I will leave."
Paige said nothing as he brought his palm up to cup her cheek. She licked her lips as a vision of what his mouth was capable of doing to her took over her mind.
"This is my place of employment," was all the reply she could manage.
"I thought the library was closed. There's not a soul in here. Just you and me."
Her back hit a row of books as their bodies connected. Breasts to chest. Lips to lips. "You wanted goodbye. Goodbye, I said it." But she found that her hands were gripping his forearms, pulling him toward her.
"Close up this place and let's go somewhere," he whispered against her ear. "Our time together was cut short. I want a lot more. I need a librarian in my life." He slid his hands up her skirt and his fingers flirted with the lace edges of her panties. "Your panties are soaked, Paige. Have you been fantasizing about me?"
She nodded. It was true. For the past couple of nights, all she could think about was Corey. Corey's cock. Corey's tongue.
Suddenly, Corey took her hand again and pulled them both inside of a storage closet.
“What are you doing?” She gasped as he closed the door.
"Satisfying a craving." He dropped to his knees and lifted her thigh over his shoulder.
Before she could muster a protest, he moved her panties to the side and his tongue speared her pussy. Her back ground against the wall and she held tightly onto his shoulder as he sucked hungrily at her.
Peace washed over her when she came, her juices smearing against his lips. Her
knees felt like putty but he turned her around anyway, smashing her front against the drywall. Her panties tore as he yanked them from her. He spread her ass cheeks and entered her pussy with blunt force, tipping something so intimate inside her that she climaxed yet again.
Corey buried his mouth against her neck, repeating her name through clenched teeth.
"Paige, what have you done to me?"
She fought to hold her cries in but some of them escaped her lips. "Oh, Corey."
He came inside her, load after load of semen. The moisture drained down her thighs when he pulled out.
"I don't want a goodbye. I want to take you home with me, Paige."
She turned around, brushed sweat-dampened hair from his face, and kissed him. "Can we pick up some wine on the way? I've had a long day."
"You can have anything you want."
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ambrielle Kirk pens tales of romance in various subgenres. Her favorites are contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and urban fantasy. As a child, she never really dreamed of being an author. It was a destined path that chose her. Now she writes with her readers in mind, but the characters, of course, dictate the outcome.
Visit her website at http://ambriellekirk.com if you enjoy romance with a seductive edge.
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Copyright © 2015 by Ambrielle Kirk
June 2014
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