Read Online Dominated by the Librarian #1: 'Surrender to your Desire' (Male submission erotica) by Tara Jones - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Tara Jones
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immediately, or I will...”
“Do what?” I interrupted and leaned against the bookshelf so that I was blocking her way. I gently touched h er red curls. “I like your hair, by the way, it ’ s...”
But I never had the opportunity to finish the sentence, because before I had time to react , two times happened so fast it felt like they occurred at the same time.
The first thing that happened was that her arm sh ot up , and with a surprising efficiency , she twist ed my wrist hard to one side. The instant pain made me drop the book I had been holding and I utter ed something that I wouldn’t like to describe a n unmanly whelp exactly , but something very close to it .
The second thing that happened (or if it happened at the same time ; as I said I’m not entirely sure ), was that when I tried to turn my body away to escape the painful pressure at my wrist, she swept her foot easily in under my knee, catching me perfectly out of balance.
I went down hard on the floor , and before I had time to figure out what had happened or what to do , she had twisted by arm behind my back and straddled me, placing a sharp knee at my lower back.
“What the hell! ” I managed to say, my face firmly pressed to the carpet. With my newfound close-up of the worn moss green carpet , I couldn’ t fail to notice that the cleaning of the government - funded libraries in England was somewhat amiss.
“Do you think women like to be treated that way?” she hissed in my ear and increased the pressure on my twisted arm when I didn’t reply fast enough . “Well, do you?”
“No! Listen , little lady, you’ve made your point ! I’m sorry , okay?”
“Oh, are you then?” she snarled. “You know, I think you are just the kind of man who take advantage of women and treat them like rubbish. Am I right?”
“What ...? No! I’m not like that! Look, I’m sorry, there must have been a misunderstanding ! I thought...”
“Thought what , exactly? That I would like a man leering at me and giving me sleazy compliments ?”
Leering? I didn’t leer! And sleazy ? Now that was just rude! I was being charming , for God’s sake!
But a nother twist of my shoulder promptly brought me back t o reality , as pain rac ed along my arm .
“No! Okay, okay. I said I’ m sorry ! Please let me go! ” I wished that that last sentence had sounded a little bit more resolute and not so much like begging as it sounded in my ears.
“And if I refused? What are you going to do then? Hm? ” she said, repeating my own unfortunate co mment, but thankfully she didn’ t increase the grip on my shoulder.
And then everything went a little bit crazy .
“What if I won’t let you go?” she whispered , and to my complete s hock , I felt her hand touching me. H er fingers glided slowly along the outside of my lower thigh. I’ve no idea why, but it instantly turned me on .
“Miss ? E h , Miss...” I started to say, my mouth going dry.
“What ? D on’t you like it?” she said softly , her voice full of mock pitying. I felt her rounded breasts brushing against my back when she leaned forward to whisper in my ear . Her hand continued to stroke my thigh up and down , teasingly . I was suddenly incredibly grateful over that I was laying down flat on my stomach, because certain parts of me were more than enjoying the sensation . In fact, I felt myself grow instantly hard as her fingers slowly started to stroke the inside of my thigh.
“I...Eh, that is... I think...” I started to say, but words failed me. A ll I could do was concentrating on not pressing my hips towards the floor or spread my legs for her to easier reach down between my legs.
All of a sudden , all of my senses sprang to life. I could feel her touch, but also the soft flesh of her curvy leg against my side , and I smelled her perfume and her hair as she bent closer. My heartbeat increased and all I could think of was her touching, but I refused to let her know how much it affected
“Do what?” I interrupted and leaned against the bookshelf so that I was blocking her way. I gently touched h er red curls. “I like your hair, by the way, it ’ s...”
But I never had the opportunity to finish the sentence, because before I had time to react , two times happened so fast it felt like they occurred at the same time.
The first thing that happened was that her arm sh ot up , and with a surprising efficiency , she twist ed my wrist hard to one side. The instant pain made me drop the book I had been holding and I utter ed something that I wouldn’t like to describe a n unmanly whelp exactly , but something very close to it .
The second thing that happened (or if it happened at the same time ; as I said I’m not entirely sure ), was that when I tried to turn my body away to escape the painful pressure at my wrist, she swept her foot easily in under my knee, catching me perfectly out of balance.
I went down hard on the floor , and before I had time to figure out what had happened or what to do , she had twisted by arm behind my back and straddled me, placing a sharp knee at my lower back.
“What the hell! ” I managed to say, my face firmly pressed to the carpet. With my newfound close-up of the worn moss green carpet , I couldn’ t fail to notice that the cleaning of the government - funded libraries in England was somewhat amiss.
“Do you think women like to be treated that way?” she hissed in my ear and increased the pressure on my twisted arm when I didn’t reply fast enough . “Well, do you?”
“No! Listen , little lady, you’ve made your point ! I’m sorry , okay?”
“Oh, are you then?” she snarled. “You know, I think you are just the kind of man who take advantage of women and treat them like rubbish. Am I right?”
“What ...? No! I’m not like that! Look, I’m sorry, there must have been a misunderstanding ! I thought...”
“Thought what , exactly? That I would like a man leering at me and giving me sleazy compliments ?”
Leering? I didn’t leer! And sleazy ? Now that was just rude! I was being charming , for God’s sake!
But a nother twist of my shoulder promptly brought me back t o reality , as pain rac ed along my arm .
“No! Okay, okay. I said I’ m sorry ! Please let me go! ” I wished that that last sentence had sounded a little bit more resolute and not so much like begging as it sounded in my ears.
“And if I refused? What are you going to do then? Hm? ” she said, repeating my own unfortunate co mment, but thankfully she didn’ t increase the grip on my shoulder.
And then everything went a little bit crazy .
“What if I won’t let you go?” she whispered , and to my complete s hock , I felt her hand touching me. H er fingers glided slowly along the outside of my lower thigh. I’ve no idea why, but it instantly turned me on .
“Miss ? E h , Miss...” I started to say, my mouth going dry.
“What ? D on’t you like it?” she said softly , her voice full of mock pitying. I felt her rounded breasts brushing against my back when she leaned forward to whisper in my ear . Her hand continued to stroke my thigh up and down , teasingly . I was suddenly incredibly grateful over that I was laying down flat on my stomach, because certain parts of me were more than enjoying the sensation . In fact, I felt myself grow instantly hard as her fingers slowly started to stroke the inside of my thigh.
“I...Eh, that is... I think...” I started to say, but words failed me. A ll I could do was concentrating on not pressing my hips towards the floor or spread my legs for her to easier reach down between my legs.
All of a sudden , all of my senses sprang to life. I could feel her touch, but also the soft flesh of her curvy leg against my side , and I smelled her perfume and her hair as she bent closer. My heartbeat increased and all I could think of was her touching, but I refused to let her know how much it affected
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