Jenna hurried into her local bookstore. She was hell-bent on finding that brand new spicy fantasy book released last week that her friends couldn’t stop raving about. She found it at the front of the store on a specialty display for this specific book release.
She clutched it to her chest as she wandered around the store. She was here, might as well browse. Jenna sauntered up and down the aisles, idly picking up books and looking them over. She found a couple that caught her eye and added them to the small stack in her arms.
She rounded the corner to browse the horror section. There was a guy one display case down from her, nose deep in a Clive Barker book. He wore a black hoodie and gray sweatpants that left very little to the imagination. His hair was brown and shaggy, and he wore large round-framed glasses. From what she could tell, he was well built under his bulky clothes.
Jenna cocked her body so she could watch him, but it wasn’t obvious that she was. Her eyes flicked from the books on the shelf to the bulge that taunted her at the front of his joggers. He shifted as he read, and her eyes flew back to the spine of a book in front of her that her vision couldn’t quite focus on.
She stole another glance at his bulge from the corner of her eye. Damn, it looks big. I wonder if he’s soft, hard, or half-mast? Jenna pondered. He shifted on his feet as he flipped a page. She turned back to the book spines in front of her and let her mind wander around that bulge at the front of his pants…
She felt a hand on her shoulder, and she looked up and it was the guy from down the aisle. His eyes were sea foam green, and he wore a cocky smirk.
Jenna turned to face him. Her white tee was a deep V-neck, and he pressed two fingers into her skin, just above her large breasts to push her against the bookshelf. She allowed him to pin her there with only his two fingers for a moment.
“What ar — ” she began to protest, but he brought a finger to her lips.
“Shhh. I know you want this. I’ve been watching you eye fuck me since you rounded the corner from the romance section. You could barely keep your eyes off my dick.”
“I — ” she attempted to protest again, but he cut her off once more.
“Ah, ah, ah,” he said, as he covered her mouth with one hand and his other disappeared under her yellow plaid skirt. “I bet if I slide my fingers into your panties, I’m going to find a sticky mess. Hmm?”
Jenna just whined as her hands came to grip the stranger’s arm. His fingers slid the crotch of her cotton panties to the side and found her pussy drooling for him.
“That’s what I thought,” he whispered in her ear as he slid two fingers into her. A muffled moan drifted through his fingers. The hand over her mouth slid to her throat as he began to finger fuck her, right there in the store. She couldn’t believe she was letting a stranger touch her this way, let alone in public! Her eyes scanned their surroundings and there were customers everywhere. People were walking by, looking right at them, but never noticing them, like they were invisible.
“Fuck,” she whimpered as his fingers worked in and out of her. Her eyes closed as she gasped for air. Jenna’s fingers tightened on his arm as he worked her over.
“Look at me, kitten,” he commanded. Her brown eyes opened and found his green. “Good girl. Do you want to come like this, or do you want my cock?” He didn’t have to ask her twice.
“Your cock!” She cried. “I want you to fuck me.”
“That’s my girl. Turn around, baby,” he growled. She did immediately as he asked. He reached under her skirt, ripped her cotton Avengers panties off of her, and slid them into the pocket of his joggers.
She tried to argue, but his fingers found her cunt again. His fingers played along her pleats and slipped inside her again, working in and out in a frenetic rhythm.
“Do you want this cock?” He rumbled.
“Yes, oh god,” she whined as she gripped the shelf. Her legs shook as he worked her pussy. She could feel herself drip down her thighs.
“Say please… beg for it.” Jenna’s cheeks grew hot and pink at his commands. What was she doing?! “I said beg,” he said in a stern voice when she didn’t say anything. She threw a glance over her shoulder at him.
“Fuck, please. I want your cock so bad. I want you to fuck me. Please,” she sobbed, desperate to be filled and fucked hard.
“Louder.”
“Please fuck me!” Jenna screeched as her knuckles blanched from gripping the shelf.
“Good girl, now don’t move.” He slid his joggers down just below his balls and his cock sprang free. It was huge; thick and long. There was a delicious, thick vein running up the side. She could almost see it pulse in time with his heart… or was it her heart? The head was bulbous, and Jenna didn’t think she could take anything this big. “Spread your legs, and stick your ass out,” he ordered, and she obeyed.
He slid his cock through her folds, collecting her slick on his cock head. He slid all the way through until his wet cock rubbed on her clit. A ragged breath escaped her.
“Oh, you like that, don’t you?”
“Yes… fuck, please… Sir.” The man laughed, a low rumble.
“Hmm, Sir. I think I like it.”
“Please,” she begged once more.
“You’re being so good for me. I think you’ve earned my cock. What do you think?” he cooed in her ear as he lined himself up at her entrance.
“Yes,” she whined. He slid the head of his cock into her cunt, and she felt herself fighting his girth. Her opening convulsed around the head as he pushed through. “Fuck!” she cried as her voice cracked. She could feel her cunt stretch and yield to him. She felt like she was split wide open on his cock.
“Just like that, baby girl, you’re taking it so well,” he praised as he slid inch by gloriously thick inch into her. He took his time and let her body adjust to him once he was seated deep inside her, their bodies flush. His hands gripped her hips as he pulled back slowly and speared her pussy again, but this time a little harder.
“Yes, fuck, like that!” she whimpered.
“You like it rough, huh?” he teased. All Jenna could do was nod. That was all he needed to pick up his pace. He pulled back once more and pounded into her. He upped his pace to punishing, slamming into her hard enough to rock the bookshelf.
Every stroke of his cock tore a moan or whine or whimper from her throat, which only emboldened him. He fucked her harder and harder as books began to fall from the shelves. Her head rested on one of her hands that gripped the shelf, and her eyes rolled back in a particularly hard thrust.
“Touch your clit. I want you to come with me, baby.”
“Yes, sir,” she gritted out between thrusts. Her fingers circled her clit, and she could feel the orgasm already beginning to build. It wasn’t going to take much for her to reach her peak.
“Who are you?” he asked. When she didn’t answer, he gave her bare ass a sharp swat. “I said, WHO are you?” he growled.
“I’m your good girl,” she moaned.
“You’re goddamn right you are,” he grunted as his fingers dug into her hips and he fucked her harder, and more books rocketed off the shelf around them. Her fingers slid faster over her clit and the fire within built until it was threatening to explode into an inferno.
“I’m close…” she whispered.
“Come for m — Miss? Miss?” Someone touched Jenna’s shoulder. She yelped and dropped her books in a heap at her feet. The man backed off and held his hands away from her.
“I — oh! Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed as she dropped to her knees to pick the books up. The guy from one aisle also bent to help her pick the books up.
“I’m sorry I scared you, but are you… okay?”
“Yeah,” she cleared her throat. “I’m good, why?”
“Well, you… uh, made a sound like you were in pain or something.” Jenna’s face felt like it was on fire and she knew her cheeks were a fire engine red. She needed to try to play this off like she was not a weirdo.
“I — Um, yeah, I’m sorry. Sometimes I make noises when I’m thinking. It’s… a weird habit, sorry.” She was so not playing this cool. The look on his face was incredulous, but he shrugged.
“Well, hey, I’m Aiden,” he said as he held out his hand. She slipped her hand into his and shook it. She was relieved he didn’t seem to think she was weird and hopefully didn’t catch on to what she was just fantasizing about.
“Jenna.”
“Hey, I noticed you picked up that new fantasy book from Fiorella Huron. Have you read her work before?”
“I have, but I have yet to read this one,” she said as she offered up the book.
“You wanna grab some coffee and discuss?” Her eyes lit up; her embarrassment forgotten.
“Absolutely!” He gestured to the in-store Starbucks, and they set off for coffee together.
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