Kara was screwed.
Her history essay was due in a few hours and she was nowhere near getting it done. It wasn’t her fault, Prof Beeker always chose the driest topics and seemed to get off on denying deadline extensions. So that’s how Kara found herself alone in the library, close to midnight on a Friday.
“Ah, yes *baby*!”
Or maybe not entirely alone…
Kara flinched at the sudden break in silence.
“Yes, yes!” cried the female voice she recognized as Monique from Spanish class.
“Oh, you like that?” a male voice replied teasingly.
Not just any male voice, but *him*. Sean. Twenty four, Adonis-built, arrogant as all-fuck with a smirk that some (ok most) found difficult to resist. Indeed, Sean had a long and storied list of conquests. In fact, just last week Kara’s best friend Sandy had fallen under his spell. It was the talk of the school yard. Kara had felt second-hand embarrassment for her friend but Sandy hadn’t seemed to mind. She said sleeping with Sean had been an eye opening experience. She’d never been fucked by an “alpha” before, whatever that meant.
Sean had Monique naked and bent over library desk. Claiming her from behind without shame, in plain view of anyone who cared to walk by. Monique didn’t seem to mind that’s for sure. She was a sweaty, disheveled mess. With every thrust from Sean she was getting closer to the edge. Moaning, panting, coming undone. Sean firmly grabbed a fistful of Monique’s hair, pulled her back to almost upright. With the other hand he palmed her breasts and teased her nipples all while deepening his thrusts.
Neither Sean or Monique realized Kara was there, thankfully a stack of magazines kept her out of sight. If she didn’t move or make a sound they wouldn’t find out. As it if had a mind of its own, her hand slid down her jeans and to her wet, pulsing center. Kara couldn’t resist, it was just so fucking hot. She raised her other hand to her mouth to suppress the moans that were threatening to escape.
“P-please sir, can I? Can I cum?” begged Monique. Kara felt like the girl was asking permission for both of them.
“Hmm” Sean replied lazily “Ok, because you asked so nicely. Cum.”
Monique and Kara obliged immediately. Monique being the much more vocal of the pair.
When he was almost done. Sean stepped back, finished on Monique’s back and without missing a beat said “Not bad. Leave now.”
Monique was still limp, bent over the desk ass up, she appeared barely conscious. She seemed to suddenly gain awareness, hurriedly gathered her clothes and left the library. Sean gave a brief smile, zipped up his pants and checked the time.
Kara let a deep breath out that she didn’t realise she was holding. Wow. That was unexpected, but not at all unpleasant. All she needed to do was wait for Sean to also leave and no one need ever know what had transpired.
“Enjoyed the show?”
Kara jumped. She saw Sean turn to face her and there was that infamous smirk. Before she could move, he strode toward where she was hiding and just like that he stood in front of her. Imposing, he towered over her. She realized people weren’t exaggerating about his looks. She couldn’t peel her eyes from his intense stare. Cornered against the wall, Kara felt like there were shock waves emanating from her.
“I-I was just leav-“ Kara stuttered.
“No you weren’t” Sean cut her off calmly.
“I ah um”
“Look, let’s cut the crap” began Sean “You were watching. You *obviously* liked what you saw.”
Sean’s eye’s briefly flicked down. How the fuck was that smirk getting wider?
“W-what do you mean?” replied Kara beginning to panic. Her heart starts to race as Sean leans in closer and firmly grabs her wrist, pulling the offending hand out from the waist band of her jeans. To her horror, her fingers are visibly wet. Sopping. Sean brings the hand between their faces. Kara gulps.
“Never struck you for a deviant Kara Chalmers.”
“I-“
But Sean cuts her off. “You clearly want me. So here’s your chance. Let’s fuck. Now.”
He’s practically growling at her. Kara’s mind begins to race at the possibilities. She can’t help but think of how it would feel to give her herself to Sean. She briefly pictures herself in Monique’s position from just a few moments ago and her toes involuntarily begin to curl. She lets out a jagged breath and her more rational self prevails. No way, she’s not going to be yet another of Sean’s conquests he can brag about at school the next day.
“Your dick is still wet from Monique, I think I’ll pass” she retorts coldly.
Kara goes to step past Sean, but he’s still holding firmly to her wrist.
“Last chance Chalmers,” begins Sean “I never ask a woman twice. So If you really mean that, I’m out of here. But once I’m gone this is over.”
There is a pause. Kara swallows but still no words come out.
Sean shakes his head and silently goes to leave.
“Wait” Kara barely whispers.
“I need to hear you say it” responds Sean immediately.
“I-I want this. F-fuck me.”
Sean wordlessly smirks, waiting.
Kara swallows once more and thinks, what the hell am I doing?
“Please” she utters.
“Hmm…Well because you asked so nicely” Sean smiles sweetly and then looks serious “Turn around.”
To be continued…
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