Page 189 of Heartless Sinner

My protest was a joke because even as the words left my lips, I was already peering over his shoulder to make sure no one could see us.

Brooks groaned as he tore the lace of my panties down the middle, slipping the ruined fabric into his jacket pocket.

My underwear was like a souvenir to the man.

He pressed the pad of his thumb against my bottom lip, leaning in closer. “You know the rules about being quiet in the library. Let’s play a game.”

“A game?” I whispered.

“You try to keep your moans down as I take your sweet pussy.” He thumbed the outline of my mouth before sliding it between my teeth.

I wrapped my lips around it and sucked hard, wishing I could do the same with his cock.

Something in his expression tightened. His jaw, maybe. The mask made it hard to tell.

He’d gone down on me so many times, but never once asked me to reciprocate.

The world’s most selfish man lost that trait in the bedroom. My pleasure always came first.

His mask, the lower jaw of a skull, covered only half his face. It should’ve made him look monstrous. It only made him hotter. Especially once those eyes locked on me, drawing me into his spell.

He watched me suck his thumb, his stare holding me in a trance.

“Do you think you can stay silent for me?” he murmured, pulling his thumb free to give my lower lip a sharp, parting tug.

“Mmhmm,” I lied against his skin.

Keeping quiet with him inside me was always a struggle.

I’d barely managed it in the Oval Office, so I prayed I could do the same here.

I rocked my hips forward against his thigh, a silent, desperate plea for him to make good on his word.

His breathing hitched, his voice pitching slightly higher. “Do you want me to fuck you right here, right now?”

“Please.” I rolled my hips against him again.

He slid his hand between my legs, finding my slick, aching heat. “I love it when you beg for it while you’re this soaked. Spread wide for me, Princess.”

I shifted my feet farther apart.

“Good girl.”

He crowded closer until his chest pinned me against the shelf, giving me nowhere to go as his fingers drove deep inside me.

The sudden, overwhelming fullness made it impossible to figure out how many digits he was using to stretch me. His thrusts were sharp and relentless, sending shock waves through my stomach.

His thumb played with my clit in circles, unraveling me even more.

As if knowing I’d fail, Brooks pinned his hand over my mouth, muffling my moans. I bit into his palm as my breathing grew frantic. My heart was ready to explode. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as the orgasm tore through me.

As my breathing settled, he freed his cock, bent his knees, and drove inside me in one motion. My back knocked against the shelf, rattling the books behind my head.

I’m stupid for not being worried about someone hearing us.

I brushed my fingers against his cheek, hooking the edge of his mask and pulling it down. His lips were already parted, his features strained with the same need burning through me. I kissed him before either of us could speak.

It was a desperate kiss, our lips and teeth clashing, as I matched the rhythm of his thrusts.