He hoisted me onto his hips like I weighed absolutely nothing. Oh how he was strong!
Adjusting slightly, he pressed his tip against my slit. I leaned back against the books on the shelf behind me as Jack pressed himself deep inside of me with a single, long stroke.
It hurt for a bit as my walls stretched to accommodate him, but the pain quickly turned to pleasure as he began to move in and out of me, over and over, stimulating parts of me I didn’t even know existed.
“Ohhhhhhhh,” I murmured involuntarily as Jack began to pound inside of me harder and harder. I didn’t know how long I could take this for. Already I could feel the pressure building inside my body. I was going to come soon, and I knew it.
“Yeah, I knew you wanted this,” Jack growled in my ear as he pistoned in and out of me, going so fast books were starting to fall off the shelf. I knew we were being louder than we should have, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t care. The only thing I could focus on was Jack, on his shaft deep inside of me.
The sex was passionate, intense, like someone tried to put out a fire by dousing it with gasoline. I was on fire, and I didn’t want it to stop, but I could feel the flames burning up inside of me.
Finally, it all became too much.
“I’m going to come,” I whispered hoarsely as my body erupted with pleasure. Wave after wave of unadulterated pleasure washed over me like a tsunami, sending pulses of pleasure through every single cell in my body. I trembled under Jack’s body as he held me up, if it wasn’t for his arms I’d be in a pool on the ground.
He thrust inside me a few more times before coming himself, a small groan escaping his lips as he shot inside me.
We stayed like that for a while afterwards, with him still inside of me.
Then, as I started coming back down to Earth, I realized what I’d done. What we’d done. I pulled away and Jack let me go.
“Oh my God, I can’t believe we did that,” I gasped, mortified. He grinned in reply.
“I knew you wanted me, from the moment I saw you. I was right.”
“We can never do this again. You know that, right?”
Jack only shrugged in reply. “Whatever.”
“I have to go get cleaned up,” I muttered, almost to myself, and ran off towards the bathroom.
“You forgot your notes,” Jack called after me.
“You can have them, I have copies,” I called back. And it was true. I’d gone after him to take those notes off him and I hadn’t even needed them. And look what had happened. Look what we’d done.
I stood in front of the bathroom sink and looked at myself in the mirror. My face was flushed, and I’m pretty sure I had the beginnings of a hickey on my neck.
“Oh God, how am I going to explain this to Annie?” I wondered, then tried to figure out how long I’d been gone. I grabbed my phone and texted her that I got hungry and went to grab some food, asked if she had a preference.
Then, I took some paper towels and started cleaning myself up as best I could.
I couldn’t believe I’d just done that. I’d lost my virginity to my brother, in public. Anyone could have walked past and caught us. And my brother! I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t stop myself.
And the part that bothered me the most was I was already wondering if we could do it again.
Chapter Nine
I made my way down the street towards the kebab shop I knew was next to a pub nearby. Open until 4am, I knew they catered largely to the much-too-drunk crowd of students that were heading home after a night of partying. Or, as was more common this time of year, studying. I wrapped my jacket around me as the cold winter air pierced my skin. This was definitely not winter in New York cold, but it was still a bit too chilly for me.
A couple minutes later I had two kebabs and a large fries (I still sometimes forgot to call them “chips” when I ordered) for us to share. I headed back up to the library with the food; luckily it was way too late for any staff to be left in the building to berate me for eating in the building.
“There you are, I was wondering what was taking you so long.”
“Giant group of like twenty people who also had the same idea as me about food. Sorry,” I answered, unwrapping my chicken kebab from its foil wrapper. My stomach growled; I hadn’t realized just how hungry I was until that moment.
“Well, it smells like it’s going to have been worth it,” Annie said, grabbing a fry and popping it into her mouth before unwrapping her own kebab.
I would have answered, but I already had a giant mouthful of delicious Mediterranean chicken in my mouth.
There was not an instrument on earth that could measure my relief that Annie had bought my explanation about being so long. There’s really no good way to tell your best friend that you hooked up with your brother in the middle of the library, with her being only like 300 feet away.
“So did you get your notes back from your brother?”
“No. I saw him, and he apologized for being rude, so I let him keep them.”