CHAPTER 1: STUDY SESSION OR GANG BANG?
The library was supposed to be for studying. At 2:17 AM, it was for f*****g.
Or at least, that’s all Lily could think about.
She was the perfect valedictorian. Straight-A student. Icy b***h. But right now, hidden in the back corner of the stacks, she was a total mess.
Her pretty white panties were soaked, stuck to her p***y. Every time she shifted in the hard wooden chair, the rough lace rubbed against her c**t, and she had to bite her lip to keep from making a sound.
It was a brutal, delicious torture. Her heart was pounding between her legs, a needy little pulse that wouldn't quit.
The air smelled like old books and her own desperate, musky scent. She was so wet she was scared it would seep through her jeans.
All she could think about was how
