Emma couldn’t sleep that night. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt Alex’s fingers inside her, his c**k sliding hot and heavy against her p***y, the way he came on her stomach. Her body kept tingling, restless. By morning she was already wet again just thinking about him.
All day at the bookstore she kept checking the clock. When eight-thirty finally came, she didn’t wait behind the counter. The moment the bell jingled, she walked straight to Alex, grabbed his shirt, and pulled him into the storeroom without a word.
This time she locked the door behind them.
Alex raised an eyebrow, a slow smile spreading across his face. “Look at you. So eager tonight.”
“I’m done waiting,” Emma said, voice shaking a little but full of heat. “I want more. All of it.”
He didn’t need to be told twic
