The Librarian (Book 23 of "The Promise Papers - Sensual Yearnings")
Cassia could hardly believe it when she caught Toby eagerly masturbating over a raunchy book from the library’s restricted adults-only section! The kid was seriously built…and if he was that horny just from looking at forbidden pictures, she could hardly wait to teach him about the real thing! ~~ Book 23 of "The Promise Papers" ~~ More
Cassia could hardly believe it when she caught Toby eagerly masturbating over a raunchy book from the library’s restricted adults-only section! The kid was seriously built…and if he was that horny just from looking at forbidden pictures, she could hardly wait to teach him about the real thing! ~~ Book 23 of "The Promise Papers" ~~
Silently she stretched out her hand, palm up, and fixed him with her most severe frown. “The library’s closed, Toby…and you’re restricted from all access for the next two weeks.” It was the worst punishment she could think of, because the kid was a real bookworm. Another kid might have mourned the loss of his iPad or cellphone; with Toby, it was books.
“Aw, gee, Miz Cassia…” he protested again, trying to look little-boy innocent with a forbidden book clutched in one hand, and a raging hard-on jutting up beneath his loose shirt. She had to give him points for chutzpah. But it wasn’t going to work.
Then his lips curved into a shy, admiring smile. “You sure look pretty tonight.”
With a jolt, she remembered that she’d unbuttoned her blouse far past the point of brazen indecency, and a warm flush rose to color her own cheeks.
Toby’s entire body began to quiver with sheer raging lust. Cassia watched in fascination as the front of his shirt bulged out even more, and his rigid cock began to bob up and down. He might never have used it before, certainly not the way he wanted to…but he obviously had quite a lot to use!
“Do you want me, Toby?”
She knew it was wrong. But watching him pant, and clench his fists as he fought to keep from creaming his shorts, was making her just as horny…and it had been absolutely ages since she’d had sex.
“Y-you?” Toby’s dark eyes snapped open again, and he gaped at her in stunned confusion.
“That’s right.” She lifted both hands to the nape of her neck, and began to unwind the thick knot of hair that she always wore in a sedate bun. “What about me? I want sex just as much as you do.”
His chest suddenly heaved, and his eyes nearly rolled back into his head. “You’d let me…”
Her hair tumbled down in a satiny waterfall of rich auburn curls. “If you want to. If you want me.”
“Oh, God.” He whispered it like a prayer, and his hand darted under his loose shirt to clutch himself with desperate strength. “I’d do anything!”