Sex In The Stacks

The Librarian's Horny Assistant

Book 1
Boruma Publishing
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Cassia can hardly believe it when she catches Toby eagerly panting over a raunchy book from the library’s restricted adults-only section! The kid is seriously built…and if he’s that horny just from looking at forbidden pictures, she can hardly wait to teach him about the real thing! But she’s in for a surprise, because her lusty teen volunteer is even bigger (and better!) than she expects!

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The library was closed for the day. Thank all the gods.

Cassia drew in a deep breath of relief, then let it out again in a gusty sigh. She’d gotten through another day.

She liked working at the library…usually. As jobs went, it was a good one…usually.

But when a whole busload of energetic third-graders descended… Well, she’d sooner have dealt with a plague of ravenous locusts or flesh-eating zombies.

She really should wait until she reached the safety of her small apartment to indulge in her nightly routine. But what the hell. She was tired, stressed, and she’d herded the last annoying little teenybopper out the door nearly twenty minutes ago. The library was empty. It was just remotely possible someone might venture out in the snowy cold after-hours and curiously peer through the frosty antique windowpanes…but the thick glass was so old and wavy, she doubted they’d be able to make out any details.

A low, sensual moan echoed in her throat as she lifted both hands to the frilled throat of her old-fashioned Victorian blouse. One by one, the buttons parted, revealing the long creamy column of her throat.

Better. Much better. But the lace-trimmed bodice was so restricting that she could barely take a full breath. She’d suffered through it, as she did every day, because the librarian of a small middle-of-nowhere town was supposed to dress the part. Staid, sensible, chaste, bland, sexless. Invisible. Part of the furnishings. A calm, placid voice dispensing quiet advice among the towering stacks of books.

Grimacing, she kicked off her practical navy pumps, and wiggled her toes. The thin carpet felt rough and oddly sensual beneath her sheer stockings.

She should wait until she was home to open more buttons…but it was the middle of winter. Darkness had fallen nearly two hours ago. And anyway, she’d be wearing a heavy coat when she made her way through the plowed snow drifts to where she’d parked her car. No one would be able to see her cleavage. And if a chilly wind snuck through the thick material, wouldn’t it feel delightfully sensual against her sensitive skin?

Daringly she opened the next three. Her full breasts nearly tumbled out of her lace-trimmed satin bra—the one secret luxury she allowed herself on workdays. Oh, it felt good to breathe deeply, and feel the cool air caress her skin!

A sudden creaking sound made her head snap around. Was there still someone in the building?

No, of course not. It was an old building, full of creaks and groans when icy winds blew past at high velocity.

But still…

Eyes narrowed, she padded across the room on silent bare feet. It had sounded like it was coming from the tiny break room at the end of the hallway…

A light was gleaming under the door! Frowning, Cassia laid a hand on the worn brass knob, and quietly turned it.

It never occurred to her to rebutton her blouse.

A lanky teenager was sprawled on the low couch, intently studying a very old book that looked almost ready to crumble in his hand. And as she stared in disbelief, she saw his other hand glided urgently up and down over…

“Toby?”

The kid was so terrified that he nearly dropped the book in his mad scramble to jump up and fumble with his zipper. “Miz Cassia! I didn’t hear you…”
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Boruma Publishing
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Jan 1, 102
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16
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9781370201235
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English
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Fiction / Erotica / General
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Celia was in for a shock on the cold rainy night when her home was destroyed by a breached dam, and she barely escaped with her life. The teenage boy who shared her refuge on the escaping train was cute, horny, and seriously built! No one would ever know if she yielded to temptation and seduced him, would they? But she never expected Toby to be the best lover she’d ever had!

~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~

Celia woke to warmth, and the steady rumble of train wheels. Her entire body ached. How long had she been asleep? she wondered as she cautiously arched her aching spine.

Behind her, Toby stirred a little, and she thought she heard him suck in a labored breath. She’d been leaning against his wide chest long enough for them both to dry out. One hour? Two?

What had startled her awake? Had the train rumbled over a crossroads? Had the whistle blown? Had he said something, done something, to rouse her?

His musky scent was all around her like a cloak, radiating from the sleeping bag and his taut body. Drowsily she inhaled, then released a soft little moan of pleasure. Liquid heat began to tingle through her belly as she felt him shift again, and something hot and hard thrust vigorously against her lower spine. It could only be one thing, and she hadn’t taken a lover in far too long…

Sweet heavens, what was she thinking? Toby wasn’t her lover; he was a stranded teenage boy whose entire life had been turned upside down…just like hers had!

Besides, she had to be at least ten years older than him, maybe more. Surely he couldn’t really be aroused just because she’d fallen asleep against him!

She didn’t consider herself a cougar, and the very thought of deliberately seducing a teenage boy horrified her. But his arms were strong and muscular…a man’s arms…and they were holding her so securely! And it had been so damned long…

The urge to turn around and explore the muscular contours of his tensed body was incredibly tempting…so instead she deliberately eased away, and clambered to her feet. The train’s steady vibration was oddly soothing to her jangling nerves.

“Any idea where we are?” she asked, and casually moved toward the open doorway. Rain was still pounding down outside, and the windblown mist felt cool and refreshing against her upturned face.

Toby stayed where he was, and she saw that he’d drawn his knees up against his chest. To hide his rigid erection? From the way it had been jutting against her back, it must be pretty big. Another slow, liquid tingle rippled through her veins. If only he wasn’t so young…

But really, what difference did that make? They were all alone; no one would ever know. And if surviving a disaster wasn’t reason to celebrate, she didn’t know what was!

Celia was in for a shock on the cold rainy night when her home was destroyed by a breached dam, and she barely escaped with her life. The teenage boy who shared her refuge on the escaping train was cute, horny, and seriously built! No one would ever know if she yielded to temptation and seduced him, would they? But she never expected Toby to be the best lover she’d ever had!

~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~

Celia woke to warmth, and the steady rumble of train wheels. Her entire body ached. How long had she been asleep? she wondered as she cautiously arched her aching spine.

Behind her, Toby stirred a little, and she thought she heard him suck in a labored breath. She’d been leaning against his wide chest long enough for them both to dry out. One hour? Two?

What had startled her awake? Had the train rumbled over a crossroads? Had the whistle blown? Had he said something, done something, to rouse her?

His musky scent was all around her like a cloak, radiating from the sleeping bag and his taut body. Drowsily she inhaled, then released a soft little moan of pleasure. Liquid heat began to tingle through her belly as she felt him shift again, and something hot and hard thrust vigorously against her lower spine. It could only be one thing, and she hadn’t taken a lover in far too long…

Sweet heavens, what was she thinking? Toby wasn’t her lover; he was a stranded teenage boy whose entire life had been turned upside down…just like hers had!

Besides, she had to be at least ten years older than him, maybe more. Surely he couldn’t really be aroused just because she’d fallen asleep against him!

She didn’t consider herself a cougar, and the very thought of deliberately seducing a teenage boy horrified her. But his arms were strong and muscular…a man’s arms…and they were holding her so securely! And it had been so damned long…

The urge to turn around and explore the muscular contours of his tensed body was incredibly tempting…so instead she deliberately eased away, and clambered to her feet. The train’s steady vibration was oddly soothing to her jangling nerves.

“Any idea where we are?” she asked, and casually moved toward the open doorway. Rain was still pounding down outside, and the windblown mist felt cool and refreshing against her upturned face.

Toby stayed where he was, and she saw that he’d drawn his knees up against his chest. To hide his rigid erection? From the way it had been jutting against her back, it must be pretty big. Another slow, liquid tingle rippled through her veins. If only he wasn’t so young…

But really, what difference did that make? They were all alone; no one would ever know. And if surviving a disaster wasn’t reason to celebrate, she didn’t know what was!

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She’d heard him come upstairs, and had breathlessly waited for him to knock on her door. Would she open it, and let him be the first man ever to venture inside her safe haven? Or would she ignore him, and have the petty satisfaction of knowing she’d annoyed him?

He hadn’t knocked. Instead, he’d waited a moment, then headed back downstairs.

She was panting, she realized, and made a valiant effort to slow her breathing.

She wouldn’t let him touch her, of course. He was a hated man, and hadn’t she sworn years ago never to let a hated man near her?

But he had been near her…intimately near…only a few short hours ago. And her hand still tingled where that hot shaft had burned into it, and pulsed against her fingers like a beating heart. So did her stomach where it had thrust so energetically. And inside…

She was a mess, she decided. And the only way to settle things was to talk them out logically. If Valen tried to cozy up to her again, she’d just explain, calmly and dispassionately, why she would never allow a man to touch her.

And that would be that.

Then she’d crept out of her room, and seen him sprawled on the mattress, vigorously stroking himself. She’d been so stunned, she hadn’t been able to make a sound. She’d only stared like a witless fool as his husky groans had echoed through the cabin, and his lean hips had arched faster and faster, like he was thrusting vigorously into an invisible body above him. Then he’d cried out in ecstatic release, and the shock of it had nearly made her faint on the spot.

She still felt dizzy, and the liquid heat in her belly was flowing through her veins like molten lava. The room felt blazing hot, and that stranger in the mirror was licking dry lips, and moaning a little with frustrated longing.

Why had she changed into a sheer nightgown? Her plush wrapper was warm, but it would be no defense against a man’s eager hands.

Why was she longing for Valen, anyway? A man was repulsive. A man’s touch was repulsive.

Wasn’t it?

But Valen’s touch hadn’t been, she recalled. He’d grabbed her wrists and held her immobile with effortless strength while his muscular body had pressed intimately against hers. His heat had burned into right through her clothes. His...

Her cheeks burned as her mind shied away from the risque word, and the vivid mental image it provoked.

His hardness, she amended, had seared into her delicate skin like a flaming brand. She could still feel the imprint of it against her quivering stomach.

She didn’t want to feel that again; of course she didn’t.

So why was her heart pounding like a kettledrum?

The doorknob turned under her hand. She didn’t remember touching it, but the door was standing open. She listened carefully. The cabin was silent except for the homey cracking of flames, and the shrill howl of wind outside.

Cautiously she eased through the doorway, and peered downstairs. The darkened living room was bathed in golden firelight. Valen was sprawled across the mattress. The silky sheet barely covered his waist; his bronzed chest gleamed like polished wood as the dappled light flickered over him.

Her mouth went dry.

Of their own volition, her feet inched forward. She could barely even hear the cracking flames over the pounding in her own ears. One step, two…

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