Your Hot Enemy

Hey, you.

I thought I’d find you in here. You’re very predictable… and very easy to find.

Ah, ah. Don’t look so freaked out. I come in peace.

No, I’m not going to steal your… whatever that is. Yeah, I don’t even know what book it is. Why would I want it?

What are you reading, anyways?

What? I’m just looking at it. I want to see what you’re reading.

Hmm. The Odyssey… by Homer.

Homer? What, the guy from The Simpsons wrote this?

Oh, don’t roll your eyes at me. It’s just a joke. Don’t be so uptight.

So if he’s not from Springfield, who is he?

An Ancient Greek poet? Nah, I don’t know anything about that.

What do you mean, “you wouldn’t”? Look at you, getting all sassy. I’m actually impressed.

Didn’t think you had it in you to sass me.

Alright, alright… I’m actually here because I need your help on something.

Yeah, I’m kind of struggling with this book I’m reading… this Othello guy. There’s a passage I’m kind of stumped on. And I figured… since you’re the book girl, you’d know what it means.

Uh, yeah. It’s uh… right… here.

When Cassio asks Bianca to make a copy of the handkerchief he finds? Yeah, that part.

I just don’t get it. I don’t get a lot of this book, actually…

Oh, so it’s Desdemona’s handkerchief. And he doesn’t know it’s hers. So then… the other guy makes Othello think she’s cheating. Right, I get it now.

Cas just finds it, thinks it looks nice and asks his sidechick to make a spare?

Okay, a courtesan, not a sidechick. Look, it said “Cassio’s mistress” in the character description…

Whatever.

Look, thanks. I would go to literally anyone else if I could, this is embarrassing enough… but you’re the only one I know who… I mean, it’s not because I actually like talking to you in your dark little corner of the library… damn, it’s like a ghost town over here.

Hey… I’m talking to you.

Didn’t anyone tell you it’s rude to ignore people?

Who are you even looking at?

Oh, no one? Then why are you looking all googly-eyes at—

Wait? Are you kidding? I mean, that guy? Don’t tell me he’s your type.

Yeah, look at you. All demure and tucking your hair behind your ear. You’re so into him. Why is beyond me but hey…

Don’t look at him. Look at me.

Hey. Look. At. Me.

You like this, don’t you? You’re just trying to get a rise out of me.

Oh, it’s not true, huh? Then why are you smirking at me like that? You know what it does to me.

What?

No, I’m not flustered. I was saying that you… What are you talking about?

Don’t tease me, sweetheart. I…

Yeah, I grabbed your chin and turned you back because I was talking to you and you were checking him out. It’s rude to do that in the middle of a—

What? I am not jealous.

Okay, fine. I’m a little jealous. I don’t want you looking at him while we’re talking.

Or, rather, I don’t want him looking at you. Not the way I look at you.

Yeah. That is what I said.

Oh, lost for words, are you? That’s a first.

Yeah, I know I’m a jerk, but I don’t want to be a jerk to you. I… I don’t want you looking at them because I want you…

I want you all to myself. You’re so…

You’re smart and…and sweet, and… you’re everything that’s the complete opposite of me, and… I just… everything about you, I…

Yeah?

You have no idea… how much I need you. All this banter we have back and forth, it always gets me feeling so… you know.

And just seeing the way you looked at him, just makes me want to… like, lay claim to you or something.

Yeah… would you like that? Maybe right here… right now? Come closer…

Hm, you like that? When I run my thumb over your bottom lip like that?

God, when you look up at me like that.

You want this too, don’t you? You like bickering with me. I know you do.

Come on, come with me. If we go around the corner just…

Here… then no one can see what we’ll be doing, hm?

Oh, come on. The goody-two-shoes look is cute on you, but…

I know you want to let go… don’t you? I can see it in those gorgeous eyes.

Don’t try to hide it. I can see you.

I know what you want… because I want it, too.

Come here, just… move back… behind the shelves. No one has to see us. And you can keep quiet for me… can’t you, sweetheart?

You taste so sweet…

Kiss me… don’t stop…

Have you ever done this before?

I know you have, I meant… have you done this before here?

No? Okay… do you want to?

Okay…

Let me just… take your hand like this, and…

Feel me? Feel how hard I am through my jeans?

Yeah? It feels good?

It feels good for me too. Really good… especially when you do that…

Yeah… shit. Yes…

Come here…

You feel so good against me. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this. You…

Pinning you to the nearest wall or bookcase? That’s your fantasy? Pushed up against the bookcases in the library… where anyone could come around the corner? And find out what a bad girl you are?

Yeah, grind against me. Fuck…

Someone’s eager. You aren’t worried about getting caught?

No? You bad girl… you are just full of surprises, aren’t you?

Yeah, I can—

See that? See how fucking hard you make me?

Let me take your hand. That’s it.

Wrap your hand around it like this…

Mmm… fuck. Yeah, that feels good.

And… Yeah, stroke it… like that…

Oh yeah… fuck… you’re good at this.

Yeah, there you go…

I need you… I need to touch you.

Kiss down that pretty neck… Yeah? Pinning you against the stacks?

Running my hand up your smooth thigh… under your skirt?

You want that?

You want my fingers on your clit? Inside you?

Making you cum on my fingers right in the middle of the library? Let me lift that skirt up…

Guide my hand into your panties… like that…

Ohh…

Ohh my god, you are wet. Your pussy feels so good.

How long have you thought about this? About my fingers, teasing your gorgeous, aching clit?

Shh, shhh, shhh… We’ve got to be quiet.

We don’t want to get caught, do we?

You what? You want my fingers inside you?

Ohh fuck… so good. So good for me…

That feel good? Slowly pumping my fingers inside you?

You look so pretty. Shh, shh…

We have to be quiet. Or I could put a hand over your mouth so no one will hear us?

Would you like that? The guy you can barely stand covering your mouth while you cum on his fingers?

How many nights… have you fantasized about this, hm?

How many nights have you touched yourself thinking about me? Thinking about stroking my cock?

My fingers… my tongue? Shh… shhh… be quiet.

I know, I know it feels good, but you can keep quiet, can’t you? Keep stroking that cock, baby…

Ohh, yeah…

Don’t stop, sweetheart… Keep going… just relax and…

Feel my fingers sink deeper inside you…

Fuck… Okay, baby. Don’t worry, I’ll give you what you need.

Ohh…

God, you feel so good… taking my fingers so well for me.

Aw, I know, sweetheart. I know it’s a lot… I’ll go slow so you can get used to it.

Just breathe for me. Grab my shoulders, keep stroking me.

Right around the head, just like that… Shh, shhh, shh…

Yeah… yeah… don’t stop… keep doing that. Oh my god, you’re so good.

Bite down on my shoulder if you need to. That’s it…

Fuck, that actually feels kind of good…

You’re so fucking wet, I can hear you. I can hear how wet you are…

Faster, stroke it faster… Ohh god, you’re going to make me cum…

You want that? You want to make me cum?

You want to cum together…

I want that too… Fuck, do I want that…

You’re close?

Ohh fuck, yes. Cum on my fingers.

Cum on my fingers, pretty girl. That’s it…

Ohh, yes… fuck… You’re so beautiful when you cum…

Oh fuck… fuck, I’m close.

I’m going to cum… Where do you want it, baby?

In your mouth?

Yeah, get on your knees. Hurry, I—

Yeah, yeah… oh my god, you’re so good with your mouth. Shit…

Take all my cum, baby… I want you to swallow every drop down that pretty throat.

Oh fuck, I’m cumming. You’re going to make me cum…

Yeah, yeah, right there. Right there right there right there…

Fuck… yes… keep… swallow it all…

Oh my god, you look so fucking hot like that.

Ohh… wow…

Are you okay?

That was…that was hot. Didn’t think you had it in you.

Ow! Come on, let me help you up.

So maybe you’re not such a good girl after all, hm?