The Girl with the Blue Beanie (Part 2.) [Str8] [MF] [Public] [Fiction]

She suddenly looked up from her book, her large brown eyes locking onto his, her smirk transforming to a coy smile. He stood, frozen, in the middle of the aisle. She didn’t move either, but just kept staring at him, her eyes rooting him to the ground, and her grin causing his chest to fill with nervous excitement. Slowly, she bit her bottom lip, still smiling, and Zack decided he had underestimated this girl.

But that was okay, because Zack was perfectly fine with playing games with her all evening. He took another step, and a tiny giggle of excitement shot from the girls mouth before she managed to suppress it, pressing her lips together again. However, he didn’t walk straight up to her this time, but paused a couple of feet in front of her, and pulled out a book of his own, still maintaining eye contact with her. He decided to stand there with his book for as long as she did.

The girl with the blue beanie looked down from his face and watched him open his book. Zack glanced down at the book, and then looked up at her as her brown eyes flitted up to his again. Her smile had lessened somewhat. “Good,” thought Zack, and he grinned at her sarcastically before turning away and looking down at the open pages.

Although his eyes were trained on the book he was holding, he watched the brunette in his peripheral vision. She didn’t move, so neither did he. They both stood there, barely a meter apart, holding open books before them, both of them refusing to budge.

Then Zack saw the girl move the book to her right hand. She closed it with a loud snap, and he looked up at her, raising an eyebrow. She stared back at him, smirking again, but this time her smirk was slightly different somehow. As he looked at her, she suddenly started walking forward.

Before Zack had time to react, she walked right into him. She moved her head next to his, and he felt the soft strands of her hair that hung out of her beanie brushing against his cheek. Her entire body pressed into him, and his cock stirred in his underwear again as he felt her breasts pushing against his chest.

The girl continued walking at the same exact speed, and Zack started stumbling backwards. She pushed herself against him, and the two of them stumbled along the aisle, with the brunette’s chin resting on his shoulder. Finally, she stopped, and Zack regained his balance. The stood with their bodies barely an inch apart.

“Just gonna…” the girl whispered, leaning over and placing her book back from where it had originally came from. She straightened up and looked Zack in the eyes again, their noses almost touching.

“I’m sorry,” she muttered, “I didn’t see you there.”

Zack’s mind was frozen. He felt her breath lightly puff out from her beautiful mouth against his mouth as she spoke, and a powerful feeling of longing started to swell up inside of his chest. He closed his eyes as she leaned in, her lips parted slightly.

Zack felt her soft lips press against his cheek.

His eyes flew open. She caressed the side of his head with her hand as she pulled away, her lips disconnecting from his cheek with a soft smooching noise. She took a step back, and he stared at her, his eyes wide.

The girl with the blue beanie started to walk backwards, a huge grin on her face as she laughed silently at Zack’s expression. The tip of her tongue emerged from between her lips, and she slowly ran it over her top lip, giving him a taunting smile as she continued to step backwards away from him. Then her face transformed completely, and she started mimicking Zack’s fake thoughtful expression, turning around as she started looking over the bookshelf again.

Zack slowly exhaled, letting out all of the air he had been holding in, glaring at her with narrowed eyes. She glanced at him at the sound of his exhale, giving him a brief expressionless look, and then turned back to the bookshelves.

He was about to turn away to think of what to do next when he saw her hands move to her waist. She grabbed the waistband of her skirt, and gave it a tiny tug, moving her skirt up an inch. She turned and looked at Zack, tugging at her skirt again, and then again. Zack looked down at her legs as her skirt inched upwards, watching her reveal more and more of her thighs. Her beautiful eyes bored into his, her mouth curving into a teasing smile as she lifted her skirt higher and higher.

Then she looked away from Zack, mimicked the “aha” gesture he had made earlier, and started to slowly bend over, reaching for a book on the bottom shelf.

It was at this moment, as he stood there with bulging eyes, that Zack suddenly remembered that he technically still had a girlfriend.

“Nope,” thought Zack, immediately turning on his heel and marching the other way. “Nope, nope, nope.”

Zack strode out of the bookshelves and looked around, momentarily forgetting where the escalators were. He figured out where to go after a few seconds, and quickly walked off, feeling a strange sense of mild panic. His arms swinging rapidly at his sides, Zack sped-walked as fast as he dared past the dark study rooms, and into the empty computer area, resisting the urge to glance behind him with all of his might.

He finally reached the escalators, his feeling of panic growing, and he gave into the temptation to glance behind him. The girl with the blue beanie was nowhere to be seen. Zack stepped onto the escalators and started to walk down them, trying to move as fast as possible while still seeming casual. He glanced around at his surroundings while putting on an expression of mild boredom as he walked down the escalators, his fingers drumming nervously on the handrail.

Zack reached the ground floor of the library, and stepped off of the escalators, compulsively checking behind him as he started moving towards the entrance. No blue beanie showed up at the top of the escalators, and there was no trace of the girls flowery scent in the air. Still, Zack felt weirdly paranoid as he made his way towards the large doors of the entrance.

He knew he needed to leave as soon as possible. Things with his girlfriend might not be great, but he still owed it to her to give her a chance to get through whatever she was going through. Even though she had started ignoring him, neglecting him emotionally and sexually, and had gone to her parents place, cancelling their trip without warning, he still felt that he needed to give her just one chance to at least explain herself. He knew that if he stayed around that girl with the blue beanie, he would definitely end up doing something he regretted.

Zack walked closer to the library doors, but then paused. He slowly turned and looked back at the nearly empty library. His eyes moved over the second floor, and landed on the empty escalators. Then he shook his head, and took another few steps, reaching his arm out.

But then he paused again. His brain was fixated on the feeling of the girls soft lips pressing against his cheek. He thought about when he felt the puff of her breath on his mouth, and his cock swelled slightly in his pants again. He recalled her touch on his neck and his cheek, and the feeling of her hair brushing the side of his face.

When was the last time Marie had touched him?

Zack wondered if it would really be that bad to just stay in the library a little longer. He didn’t have to go near the girl, he could just hang out in the library, and maybe, he could find her again and watch her browse the books, her skirt swishing around her legs, her fingertips lightly touching the spines…

He shook his head again, frowning. He couldn’t let whoever this girl was, this beautiful, cute, perfect girl, affect him like this. He needed to clear his head, he needed to think, and figure everything out.

But what better place to do that than the library?

Zack spun around, facing the library, feeling a little nervous. The girl was nowhere in sight. He started walking back towards the open area, his hands thrust into the pockets of his windbreaker, glancing around him as he walked. Alluring brown eyes seemed to blink at him from ever shadow, and his heart jumped every time he saw anything remotely blue, such as a blue book or chair.

He managed to make his way through the open area of the library with some difficulty, and walked into the relative safety of the bookshelves on the first floor. As he browsed through the books, he found it hard to keep his mind off of how incredible the brunette’s legs looked as she hitched her skirt up, or what they might feel like wrapped around him, but he managed after a few minutes of searching to find a book that looked interesting.

Zack walked back towards the tables in the open area, and sat down, opening his book. He started to read, trying to ignore the urge to look up and watch the library for any blue beanies meandering through the shelves. Eventually, the temptation became too strong, and he glanced up from his book. The library was still empty, aside from a middle-aged man browsing the bookshelves on the left side of the building. Feeling relieved and disappointed at the same time, Zack looked down again and continued reading.

Only a few seconds passed before he felt the urge to look up again. He ignored it for as long as he could, staring at the page of his book, but eventually had to give in. He glanced up as quickly as possible, his gaze shooting around the empty library at lightning speed, before glancing back down at the page before him.

Zack kept reading, his leg bouncing up and down, his fingers fidgeting on the table. He turned the page of his book, trying to ignore the chilly air in the library. An entire minute passed this time before Zack was forced to give into the urge to check his surroundings again. His eyes moved up from his book.

His heart did a backflip as he watched the girl with the blue beanie step off of the escalator.

She turned and started strolling towards him, her earbuds still hanging from her ears, and her leather satchel seemingly full of literature. She looked around at the high walls and floor to ceiling windows, drawing closer and closer. Zack felt like a chipmunk trapped in the corner of a barn by a house cat, a suicidal chipmunk who partly wanted to be eaten. It would feel so good to be eaten by her, to fill her mouth completely, to see her brown eyes look up at him from under her beanie with her soft lips wrapped around…

Zack exhaled slowly, looking away from her and pushing all thoughts of her out of his mind with a monumental effort. He pulled out his phone, making the decision to try texting Marie again. As he opened up his messaging app, he felt a pull to look up at the brunette, but ignored it, typing out a message to his girlfriend.

-Hey, can we talk? I’m not mad, just want to figure out where we stand.

He sent the message and put his phone away. Before he could stop himself, he glanced up to look around the library, but the brunette was nowhere to be seen. She had vanished again. He turned and looked behind him, but the bookshelves there looked empty too. Zack forced his gaze back down to his book.

A few minutes passed. Zack read his book, checked his phone, and then looked around the library. He did that over and over as the minutes slowly ticked by, the sky outside growing darker and darker. Zack began to grow impatient, and he considered getting up and looking for her, just so he could see her again. Nothing more, he just wanted to look.

Suddenly, he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He took it out in a flash and stared at the screen. Marie had texted him for the first time in days.

-Hey Zack, I know I’ve been acting weird lately.

“Yeah, no shit,” muttered Zack, and he decided to give the library one last glance before he had to think of a reply.

The girl with the blue beanie had reappeared, and she was walking on the other side of his row of tables, directly towards him. Her earbuds were still in her ears, and she was looking up and to the right as she drew closer to Zack, as if she was examining the ceiling. He nervously glanced away and then back at her, but she didn’t look at him, she just kept walking, her gaze seemingly fixed on the corners of the building.

Zack shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He glanced at the approaching brunette, and then put his phone on the table. He started typing out a message, but then stopped and deleted it, frowning and biting his lip. After a few moments, he started typing again, but only managed a few letters before deleting the whole thing once more. His leg continued bouncing as he drummed his fingers next to his phone, with his head resting on his other hand. After a few seconds of intense consideration, he typed out “yeah” and hit send. There was a small noise in front of him, and Zack looked up.

The girl with the blue beanie was standing directly across from him on the other side of the table, her side to him as she gazed at the top of the floor to ceiling windows encircling the library. Her head was tilted as if deep in thought. She didn’t move while Zack looked at her, she just stood there, staring off into the distance. Zack blinked. His leg bounced on as he sat in the chilly library air and watched her hand slowly extend to the side, her fingers touching the back of the chair across from him.

Then, without warning again, she turned and looked directly at him, her face impassive. He stared back at her, feeling the chilly library air more than usual, and tried to hide as much of the feelings coursing through his chest from her as he could. Her fingers tightened on the back of the chair, and she slowly started to pull it out. Her eyes did not leave his. Zack didn’t know what to do with his arms or legs, so he continued bouncing his right leg up and down while he looked down and fiddled with the pages of his book with his hands. He then glanced to his left, trying to seem as casual as possible, and held back a shiver before looking up at the brunette in front of him again.

Her smoldering gaze had doubled in intensity, her brown eyes slightly narrowed, a barely-noticeable smile on her mouth. She was facing him now, staring him down, and despite the chilly air, Zack felt heat starting to creep up in his cheeks. He could not look away from her perfect face. She finished pulling out her chair and slowly sat down, her unflinching gaze making Zack feel scared and excited at the same time.

The brunettes hands lowered to the sides of the chair, and she started scooching herself closer to the table. Zack’s eyes moved downwards, and he noticed a slight jiggle in her chest with every bounce. She finished moving forwards once her legs were under the table, and she lifted her bag and placed it on her lap. Zack felt a strange sense of relief as her eyes finally left his.

The girl looked down at the bag on her lap and opened it. She pulled out a book, and her brown eyes found Zack’s again as she slowly placed it on the table between them, turned around so that the Zack could read the title. He glanced down. The title read:

DESIRE: A Collection of Hot Steamy Award-Winning Erotica

Pictured on the cover was the chiseled body of a man, his head and legs cropped out, with the curvy body of a woman pressed against him. They were both only wearing tights, and the woman’s curvy bottom was pressed against the mans massive bulge. Zack felt his cock stir in his pants yet again as he watched the girl’s fingers trail over the cover, pausing on the woman’s erect nipples, and then moving until they paused again by the man’s bulge. Then her fingers lifted off of the cover, and her hand moved back to her leather satchel, where it pulled out another book.

She gingerly placed this book down next to the other book, her eyes still trained on Zack’s face, watching as he looked away from her again to glance at the second cover. This one read:

A Brief History of Sex

The cover featured a cartoony drawing of a naked woman’s crotch. Her juices flowed out from her puffy pussy lips, dripping down her legs. Zack looked back up at the girl. There was definitely a small smile on her face now. She was taunting him again.

The girl reached into her back and pulled out another book, placing it down next to the first two. Zack pursed his lips together, glaring at her, and she cocked her head, giving him a small innocent smile, waiting for him to look at the cover. Eventually, he did. It read:

The Anatomy of the Male Human Penis

The cover boasted an extremely detailed diagram of the male genitalia, and Zack’s cock twitched as he watched the girl run her fingertips over this cover too, taking care to slow down over the head and the balls.

She then turned the books back towards her, and opened the Anatomy of the Male Human Penis, putting an extreme expression of interest on her face as she flipped through different diagrams of dicks. Zack’s phone buzzed, and he jumped.

It was a message from Marie. It said:

-I think we should talk. I care about you, and I want to make this work between us.

Zack’s eyes widened, and for whatever reason, he found himself glancing at the brunette again. She was staring at a diagram of a large veiny dick with an exaggerated look of hunger gracing her alluring facial features. As he stared at her, she slowly looked up at him, seductively licking her lips. She breathed deeply, narrowing her eyes, her teeth now chewing on her bottom lip, and ran her hand over the penis-diagram.

A barely audible moan escaped her mouth.

Zack immediately looked away, his eyes snapping back to his phone. He heard a soft giggle. His leg bounced and his fingers fiddled with the page of his book, which he had completely forgotten about. He was staring at Marie’s message, trying desperately to think, when he felt something touch his left leg.

The girl with the blue beanie’s foot slowly brushed up the side of Zack’s shin, moving from his ankle to his knee. His right leg immediately stopped bouncing, and his fingers stopped fidgeting. Zack felt his body relax, although his heart rate was steadily increasing. He refused to look at the girl, but kept his gaze on his phone screen. The girls foot reached his knee, and slowly started moving down again, stroking the side of his leg, and Zack’s cock finally started hardening in his pants. Although her foot had initially relaxed him, he now felt a weird sense of adrenaline, and suppressed the urge to leap over the table and tackle the girl to the floor. Zack started to feel slightly nervous as he tried to control his breathing. Once feelings of longing started washing over his body and his cock had grown almost to full size, he felt the girls foot leave him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“Alright,” he thought, “this has gone on long enough.”

His fingers flew over his phone’s keyboard as he punched out a message to his girlfriend.

-I’m breaking up with you, I’m sorry. I can’t do this anymore, I’m done.

He hit send and shoved the phone in his pocket, closing his eyes. After a few moments of thinking, his eyes snapped open, and he looked up across the table, leaning forward as if to say something.

But the girl was gone again.

Zack sighed deeply and ran his hand through his hair. He leaned back in his seat and took in the empty library in front of him, slowly shaking his head. The girl’s chair, pulled away from the table, was empty, and all of her books were gone. A crestfallen look came over his face, and he tapped his fingers on his book, thinking for a bit.

Suddenly, someone cleared their throat behind him. He looked up and turned, putting his arm on the back of his chair, and saw the girl with the blue beanie behind him, her hands in the pockets of her cardigan as she looked over the bookshelves. As Zack stared at her, wondering how she had gotten there without him noticing, she turned her head and quickly glanced at him, snapping back around to face the bookshelf again when their eyes met. Her hand then slowly moved up to the side of her face, and with a gentle tug, she pulled the earbuds out of her ear.

Zack looked down at the ground, nodded to himself, and stood up. He walked over to her and stood next to her, also facing the bookshelf. He watched her skim the titles in front of her, his gaze dancing between her fascinating brown eyes and her soft full lips. Eventually, she turned and looked at him, and this time, he did not look away. There was a short silence.

“What’s your name?” she asked.

Her voice was like a warm breeze to Zack, a relief from the chilly air of the library, washing over him as her eyes moved over his facial features. Zack swallowed and answered, turning back towards the bookshelves.

“Zack.”

“Zach,” she repeated. “What’s that short for? Zacharias?”

“Zackalicious.”

Zack turned to see her reaction. She rolled her eyes to the ceiling and looked away from him, but he noticed that she was unable to hold back a tiny smile. He looked away from her too, and there was a short silence.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“Emma,” she replied, turning back towards the bookshelf.

“What’s that short for? Emmanuel?”

He heard a snort, and turned back towards Emma, just in time to see her look at him, a smirk on her face. He felt strangely proud. Emma took a step towards him. Zack turned to face her as she took another step, and then another, her smirk growing. Finally, she stood less than a foot away, her height causing her to look slightly up at him.

“Do you usually get hard while browsing library bookshelves, Zackalicious?” she whispered.

Zack’s eyebrows shot up, and he felt himself growing a little red. Emma giggled at him, and she suddenly walked away, her shoulder brushing against him as she marched past him. He caught a whiff of the flowery scent of her hair, and as his cock pressed itself against his pants, he decided the time for games was officially over.

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