LOGINThe library is my sanctuary when I need to get serious about studying, especially when I have assignments that refuse to make ense. The air is still, filled only with the faint rustling of pages and the soft hum of the overhead lights. My usual spot near the back, away from the busier areas, is perfect for getting lost in my thoughts.
I’m on my third attempt at solving a particularly stubborn Physics problem when a familiar presence slides into the chair across from me. I look up, slightly startled, to see Tamrin grinning at me like she’s just caught me doing something suspicious.
“Hey,” she says, her voice breaking the silence. It’s a playful tone, the kind that always makes me feel like she knows something I don’t.
“Hey,” I reply, leaning back in my chair and rubbing my eyes. I’m relieved to have a break from the numbers. “What are you doing here? Thought the library wasn’t your thing.&rdq
It’s Monday morning — that grey, sleepy kind of morning where the air still feels heavy from the weekend. I’m half awake, bag slung over my shoulder, hair barely cooperating, when I step outside and freeze.He’s there.Liam.Leaning against his car like he owns the world, black hoodie pulled up, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cup of coffee. The street is quiet except for the faint hum of engines and early-morning birds but somehow, everything feels louder when I see him.My heart skips. My breath does that stupid fluttering thing it always does around him.“What are you doing here?” I ask, trying to sound casual, but my voice betrays me, too thin, too curious.He smiles, slow and deliberate. “I’m taking you to school today.” He pauses, his eyes glinting. “And every other day from now on.”I blink at him, caught between laughing and panicking. “I
I flip onto my back taking her with me. I look up at her and move her legs to my side making her straddle me. I don't think she realizes it but she grinds her pussy into me and I smile. Her mind might be fighting with her but her body wants me.I quickly sit up and go in foe the kill with a wet kiss. I plunge my tongue into her mou, making her moan as I fuck her mouth with mine.I tighten my arm around her waist, drawing her in until I can feel her heartbeat through the thin fabric between us. Her skin is warm, her hair brushes my jaw, and everything in me aches - not with hunger, but with something gentler, deeper.She calls out my name softly when I break the kiss and I kiss her neck, I mean to be careful, light. Just enough to let her know I’m there. But she breathes in sharply, and I feel her hand sl







