Page 88 of Pucking Bad Boys

I grab the back of her thigh, hiking her against my hip and grinding into her, wishing we were in my room rather than at the library.

Talia groans, holding onto my neck and pressing herself harder against me. The sensation is delicious, but it’s far from enough.

She nips at my bottom lip, as breathless and frustrated as I feel. “Macklin.” She moans.

The slight sting caused by her teeth goes straight to my cock and I fucking snap. I lose even the last ounce of control that I was hanging onto like a fucking lifeline.

If I didn’t know that Talia hasn’t done this before, I’d just push her panties to the side and slide home. Right here, against all these dusty history books that haven’t been touched for years.

Talia deserves more than a quickie in a public place for her first time.

I know I’m gonna have the worst case of blue balls of my entire life, but this doesn’t mean I can’t do anything for my girl.

My fingers sneak under her pleated skirt and move her panties to the side. She’s soaked.

“Fuck, baby.” I growl against her ear as my fingers brush against the smooth skin of her pussy. “I love how wet you get for me.”

“Macklin,” she chokes out. “We… we can’t here. What if we get caught?”

I turn my head for just a second, checking behind me. The sudden movement I catch in my peripheral vision does nothing to stop me from putting my plan into action.

“It’s ok, baby.” I whisper. “This is the most hidden corner in the building. If we’re quiet, no one will see us. Except Becks.”

Talia tenses up for a second. “Becks?” She whispers.

“He’s right there.” I make sure to keep my voice as quiet as possible. “He can’t really see exactly what we’re doing, but he followed us. It means that our plan is working.”

When my fingers brush against her clit, I swallow her moan with a hot, deep kiss.

She’s so wet that my fingers glide easily over her sleek skin as I rub her most sensitive spot.

It doesn’t take long to send her over the edge. Her body goes slack as she trembles, hiding her face in the crook of my neck. My skin muffles her moans, and I keep touching her until I feel her muscles tense up again. It’s a sign that now it’s too much.

I give her a second to come down from her high.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I murmur when she lifts her head to look at me.

“I can’t believe we just did this.” She whispers, her eyes as big as saucers.

I kiss her again, savoring the softness of her lips. “Did it thrill you knowing that he was watching?” My voice is barely above a whisper.

“A little.” She admits. “But it felt good because it was you, Macklin.”

That reassures the part of me that knows that I’m playing with fire.

I grab the stack of books we need. “Let’s get back to the table. I’m gonna go ahead.”

She nods. “I’ll be right there. Just making sure my clothes are back in place.” Her hand disappears under her skirt to fix her panties.

I’m so hard it hurts. I don’t want to push my luck too much, though. We might be deep in the stacks, but you never know.

As I turn the corner out of our little secluded nook, I walk right into Becks. “Watch it.” I bite out, striding past him.

He doesn’t follow me. He stays there, undoubtedly waiting for Talia.

I almost turn on my heels, suddenly worried. What if Becks makes his move now and Talia ends our deal to be with him?

When I proposed this arrangement to Talia, I was banking on my brother’s notorious inability to take risks.