Chapter 102 Fucking the Librarian

Chapter 102 Fucking the Librarian

It was just an ordinary day for me—books, books, and more books. For the past four years, books have been my constant companions. But who was I to complain? I loved books. They were like a drug I couldn’t resist. I loved the smell of them; it was addicting.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when someone placed a stack of books in front of me. I looked up and, just like always, found myself staring at the handsome face before me. His name was Ethan, or simply Eth, as everyone called him. He was popular throughout the school because of his good looks and masculine charm. Many girls were infatuated with him—and I was one of them.

But there were rumors that he was gay because of the way he moved and spoke, which disappointed me. It had been almost a year since he started coming to the library regularly, and that only made me more eager to go to school. I loved seeing him. At first, I thought he was just a crush… until he started appearing in my dreams. Wet dreams, to be exact. He kissed me with those soft, full lips of his, and I could almost feel it between my legs. Oh, shit.

“Miss? Miss? Earth to Miss Librarian.”

I was yanked out of my thoughts and back to reality. I saw his irritated expression as he looked at me impatiently.

Way to turn him off, Lyn.

“Uhm, sorry,” I apologized before taking his ID and recording the books in the logbook.

When I finished, he thanked me with a slight frown before walking out. I sighed. I always made a fool of myself around him because I kept spacing out. What could I do? He was just too nice to look at. I wondered if he was just as good in person.

I shook my head at my thoughts. It was all because of the things I read and my mischievous friends, especially Hannie. I couldn’t stop imagining him until I found myself picturing the two of us doing those kinds of things.

I forced myself to push him from my mind and focused on my work instead.

At six in the evening, I decided to close the library since it was getting dark. I walked around to make sure no one was left inside, but I froze when I spotted a man slumped over a table, apparently sleeping soundly. I walked closer and was surprised when I recognized him.

It was Eth.

What was he doing here?

He looked peaceful while sleeping, and I found it cute. Without thinking, I pulled out my phone and leaned closer to take a picture. But just as I snapped it, the shutter sound and flash went off.

Eth woke up instantly and glared at me in irritation. Maybe he really was gay because even my beauty seemed to have no effect on him.

“U-uhm, I’m closing the library,” I lied awkwardly.

“Uh huh. And what are you going to do with my picture? Do you have a crush on me?” he asked directly, leaving me speechless.

“N-no!” I lied.

“I don’t believe you. You ruined my nap. I think I need to punish you.”

He stood and slowly walked toward me.

Yes, please. I mean—what?

I backed away until my back hit a bookshelf. He came closer and trapped me between his arms. When he lowered his face near mine, my heartbeat sped up.

“Are you a virgin? I’m horny. Let’s have sex,” he said huskily.

I shivered as his tongue brushed against my neck and ear.

“N-no,” my mind protested, though my body was already betraying me.

He didn’t listen. Instead, he kissed me suddenly. His kisses were demanding and intense. I didn’t know how to respond at first—it was my first kiss—but after a moment, I copied the way his lips moved. When he slipped his tongue into my mouth, I welcomed him.

A moan escaped me when he touched my chest. Everything he was doing felt new, but I liked it. I had imagined moments like this with him for so long. I knew I wouldn’t regret whatever happened next.

He unbuttoned my blouse and lowered my bra before teasing my breasts again. His kisses traveled down my neck and stopped at my chest. He bit my nipple, and I bit my lip to keep from screaming. The pleasure was almost too much to handle.

I gasped when his hand slipped beneath my skirt and underwear.

“You’re already wet. Such a dirty girl, Miss Librarian,” he whispered before sliding a finger inside me.

I cried out and grabbed his shoulders from the sudden pain.

“A virgin, I see. Damn, I’m sure you’re tight. It’ll hurt at first, but I promise I’ll make your first time memorable.”

He gripped my hair and guided me to kneel in front of him. When he revealed himself, I nearly ran away.

He was huge.

“Suck me,” he ordered.

It was my first time doing something like that, but thanks to the books I read, I knew what to do. I held him carefully and licked him like a lollipop. I expected it to taste unpleasant, but it didn’t. Instead, I noticed his distinct masculine scent.

I took him into my mouth and moved slowly. Because he held my hair, he guided my movements.

“That feels so fucking good. For a virgin, you suck like a slut.”

I didn’t know whether he was complimenting or insulting me, but I continued. I gagged a few times because of his size.

“Enough. I want to fuck you now.”

He pulled me up and pressed me back against the shelf before lifting one of my legs.

I felt nervous as I sensed him slowly entering me.

I bit his shoulder from the sharp pain. It felt like I was being torn apart.

“Damn you… it hurts,” I complained.

He only smirked and kissed me again. He stayed still for a few moments before slowly beginning to move.

When he hit a certain spot inside me, I cried out and quickly covered my mouth, afraid someone might hear.

“Your tight body is squeezing me. Holy shit, I missed being with a virgin,” he said between moans.

He moved harder and faster. I worried the shelf might topple over, but I couldn’t focus on anything else. He pulled out and turned me around so I faced the books before entering me again.

I gripped the shelf tightly, afraid I might collapse from the sensations. I could hear our breathing, our moans, and the sound of movement around us. Sweat rolled down my face.

Then I felt something I had never experienced before.

“Cum for me.”

I let go completely with a loud cry. Moments later, I felt him pull away, followed by warmth spreading across my back. We were both breathing heavily.

“Damn, I never knew staying in this library could be this fun. I should’ve pretended to be asleep a long time ago.”

I turned to him in confusion. “Huh?”

“I was only pretending to sleep. I was waiting for you to finish because I finally had the courage to ask you out. But you were so irresistible that I couldn’t stop myself. Will you go out with me?”

Since I had liked him for so long, I agreed.

My dream had come true, and I had finally proven that he wasn’t gay after all.