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The textbook lay open between us, its glossy pages filled with some diagrams of the renal system. Neither of us was even merely looking at it, let alone studying. ‘What if she isn’t bisexual like me?’ I thought to myself, as Maya’s leg was pressed against mine under the small library table, a point of searing contact that sent a jolt straight up my spine with every slight shift she made. We were supposed to be quizzing each other on nephrons and glomeruli, but all I could focus on was the scent of her girly strawberry shampoo. Noticeably, the way her lower lip was caught between her teeth in concentration had me in awe of her.
She finally broke the silence, and her voice was a low murmur that was meant for my ears alone. “Fuck this,” she whispered, her eyes dark and locked on mine. “I can’t think about anything else but us fucking.” She didn’t wait for an answer. In one fluid motion, Maya pushed her chair back, grabbed my hand, and pulled me up from the table.
The abandoned study carrel felt a million miles away as she led me into the deserted stacks, deeper into the labyrinth of forgotten medical journals. The air grew cooler with a scent of paper and dust. Then, she spun me around in my office chair with my back hitting the towering metal shelf with a soft thud. I wasn’t sure how to proceed. Plus, I didn’t have much time to think before suddenly her mouth was on mine. It wasn’t a gentle kiss; it was hungry, desperate, her teeth scraping my bottom lip as her hands fisted in my hair, holding me exactly where she wanted me.
Finish me
Her knee slid between my thighs, pressing up against the heat that had been building there all evening. My own hands roamed under the soft fabric of her shirt, tracing the delicate curve of her spine. “I’ve wanted to do this since orientation,” she breathed against my neck, her voice a ragged confession. Her fingers found the button of my jeans, popping it open with a deft, sure touch that made my hips buck forward involuntarily. She tugged the denim down just past my hips, her knuckles brushing against my sensitive skin, and then her hand was sliding inside my panties, her fingers finding me slick and ready.
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