Dominated by the Librarian #1: 'Surrender to your Desire' (Male submission erotica)

by Jones, Tara

  Then at last, when I was on the border to lose my control completely, I finally felt the wonderful sensation of her fingers surrounding my hard erection. I gasped and a small moan of anticipation escaped my lips.

  “You have behaved very well,” she whispered and then firmly guided me inside without hesitation. She pressed her hips against me, arched her back and leaned back before she ruthlessly rode me thoroughly with a determination that took my breath away. Clearly, I wasn’t the only one who had been turned on by our rather strange foreplay, and it made me even more turned on by watching her so excited and almost feral with lust.

  She rode me faster and faster, clearly not caring about me anymore and focusing only on her own pleasure.

  With one hand she rubbed her own stiff nipples and with the other she held my hips in a tight grip, forcing me against her. She was enjoying herself so utterly it was hard to hold back. She quite literally fucked me hard in a completely uncompromising way, and all I could do was try to keep up with her.

  I pushed back at her, meeting her movements with thrusts of my own until she came with a short scream of pleasure, clawing at my back and biting down my shoulder. I felt her squeeze me inside of her with a series of small contractions that immediately pushed my desire over the edge, and with a hoarse cry, I felt myself come deep inside of her.

  The world around me seemed to waver a couple of times before my eyes as I lay naked on the green carpet in the library, breathing hard and staring at nothing while the last of the release left me.

  “Well,” she said after a while. She was clearly recovering much faster than I was, and she licked her lips while she ran her hand through her long hair, shaking it out down her shoulders. “That was nice.”

  I started at her in disbelief, not sure if I was suppose to laugh or cry. Nice? Was she joking? Either there had just been a minor earthquake or I had just experienced the best sex ever. She smiled down at my surprised face me with a small self-satisfied smile playing at the corner of her mouth.

  “Yeah,” I said at last. “It was.”

  “Now are you going to borrow that book or put it back where it belongs?” she asked while she put on her knickers again and pulled down her skirt. Before I had time even to find my trousers, she had adjusted her clothes and looked more or less like nothing had happened, except that her hair was a little mussed and a small blush still covered her cheeks.

  I, on the other hand, was sweaty, sticky, and covered in claw and bite marks. I looked like I had been in a fight with a puma or some other kind of vicious feline animal and come out second best.

  Which perhaps wasn’t that far from the truth, I pondered as I tried to make myself reasonably presentable again. I wouldn’t stop on the way home to buy groceries, I decided. Everyone would laugh at me, because it was quite impossible for me to look even remotely decent. I tenderly touched the side of my neck. Ah, more claw marks.

  Lovely. Well at least the office gossip for this week was clearly secured, I thought darkly.

  “Eh, borrow... I think,” I said because I no longer had any idea where I had taken the book from the bookshelf. Hell, I wasn’t even sure I could remember which day it was. I had read about “mind-blowing sex”, but this was ridiculous. Shaking my head, I tried to gather my thoughts as I collected my clothes that were shattered hither and dither on the floor. I hastily got dressed and I found my wallet and gave her my old library card.

  This must be one of the most surreal experiences ever in my life ever, I thought as I handed her my card. She effectively and smoothly scanned the book and gave my card back.

  “Thank you...” she gave the library card a quick glance, “...Peter Thompson. Now remember you can borrow this book for three weeks.”

  “Okay,” I said, still a little bit dazed by the whole experience.

  She smiled at me professionally. “If you are late with returning the book to the library there will be a fee and... other consequences.” Her smile deepened and revealed two rather adorable dimples. She raised one eyebrow in a slightly suggesting way.

  Unsure at first, I looked at her, but after a moment, I couldn’t help smiling back.

  “I... understand,” I said slowly.

  Our fingers touched briefly as I took the book from her hand.

  I walked home with an aching shoulder, my newly borrowed book, and several claw and bite marks richer. I found myself wondering what would happen if I returned the book after it was due to be returned.

  The thought was oddly exiting.

  The End

  Curious about what’s going to happen next?

  Read the other stories in the “Dominated by the Librarian” series!

  ‘Surrender to Please Her’

  is out now!

  ‘Surrender to Obey’

  will be released in end of April!

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  Please note: This is an erotic fantasy story.

  If you want to try BDSM with your sweetheart or your hot one-night-stand, remember the golden rule of CTC (consent, trust, and communication). Don’t forget to establish a “safe word”, protect yourself, and have fun!

  xxx / Tara Jones