The Billionaire's Curvy Librarian (Curvy Librarians Book 1)

by Anna Heskin

“What’s so funny?” Eric asked.

  “It’s the way you said it, like the place is fancy or something,” I said. “I’d love to go.”

  Eric’s expression relieved into a smile. “Let me square the bill here, and we’ll leave.” I couldn’t help notice he used a platinum credit card to pay.

  As we left the restaurant hand-in-hand, I was glad I went on the date. With all the projects sitting at home, I almost turned down his offer.

  Since it was a weeknight and not prime league season, we had most of the bowling alley to ourselves. Eric tapped his fingers on the front counter to get the worker’s attention. “Set us up to bowl,” Eric demanded.

  The teenager rolled his eyes. “What size shoes?”

  Eric looked at me, then back at the kid. “Huh?”

  “What size shoes do you wear?” the clerk asked.

  “Size twelve. Why does that matter?”

  I nudged Eric. “If you don’t have your own bowling shoes, you have to wear a rental pair.”

  The employee set a pair of size twelve shoes on the counter. Eric took one look at the worn leather. “I’m not putting my feet in those.”

  “Okay then, you can bowl in just your socks,” the kid said.

  “Fine,” Eric said with a sigh. “Set us up.”

  “How many games do you want?” the employee said, getting more agitated.

  Eric looked at me. “How long does a game take? How many do you want to play?”

  He had never bowled. I needed to find out his back story because I thought every American had gone at least once. “Let’s do two games,” I said, then got a pair of sixes to wear.

  As we settled in at lane seventeen, I sat in Eric’s lap. “Have you never been bowling?” I asked.

  “No. This place is a cesspool.”

  “Are you a germophobe or something?”

  “No. I’m used to places that are… cleaner.”

  I giggled. “Are you trying to be funny? Your backseat is littered with fast food wrappers.”

  Eric scowled. “So what do we do here?”

  I rubbed my hand on his cheek, sending tingles down my spine. I took my gaze off him long enough to set up our names at the scoring table. “Watch how it’s done,” I said, picking up a ball from the racks behind us.

  I’d never learned the proper form but I could roll the ball and hit pins most of the time, avoiding embarrassment. The stars aligned that evening, and I rolled a rare strike.

  I returned to Eric with a smile. “That’s how it’s done,” I said.

  Eric grinned. “I missed everything except your mouth-watering ass walking to the line and bending over.”

  I stuck my butt toward his face. “These curves workin’ for you, huh?”

  The smack of his big palm on my ass echoed over the rock music playing from the corner speakers. The vibrations from the spanking traveled to my pussy. I looked into his steel-blue eyes and swallowed the lump in my throat. “Your turn to roll,” I said.

  Eric stood, giving me a turn to stare at an amazing ass. He grabbed an eight-pound ball from the rack without testing the fit of the finger holes. With a grunt, he heaved the ball down the lane, bouncing as it went into the gutter.

  “Fuck,” Eric muttered.

  I laughed. “Do we need to get the bumpers out?”

  “People do this to get their jollies?” he asked.

  “Sometimes.”

  “How many boyfriends have taken you bowling?” Eric asked.

  I blushed. “Just one. I don’t have much of a history.”

  “A gorgeous, smart, funny woman like you?”

  “It hasn’t been a priority of mine. I’ve focused on getting ahead. Boys were a waste of time.”

  “Am I wasting your time, Kelsey?”

  “Not at all,” I said. Earlier in the day, I might’ve thought so. I enjoyed the connection I felt with Eric. “So, I take it you’ve never taken a woman bowling?”

  “No, I haven’t dated at all since my divorce,” Eric said.

  “How long ago did you split?”

  “It’s been over three years.”

  “I’m sorry. I hope it wasn’t too rough on you,” I said.

  “She cheated, and was with me for the wrong reasons, which I’m not talking about anymore.”

  I sensed Eric didn’t want to talk about his romantic past. “Do you have kids?” I asked.

  “No. My seed could not impregnate a she-devil,” Eric chuckled. I didn’t know whether that was a crack against his ex, or a revelation that he was infertile. Either way, it didn’t matter, so I dropped the subject.

  We bowled several more frames. Eric refused to stick his fingers in the ball holes. He had knocked down seven pins going into the sixth frame.

  “Kelsey, I’m enjoying spending time with you, but get your things together. We’re leaving this place.”

  “That’s fine,” I said. “I like hanging with you but I don’t need to finish these games.”

  Eric put his big, strong arm around my waist during the walk back to the car. “Is there a bar we can go to around here?”

  “Eric, I have to be up early in the morning to work. I can’t be drinking tonight.”

  “Okay,” Eric said. “But I am taking you out again soon.”

  “I’d like that,” I said.

  After nearly flooding the car, the engine turned over. “I’ll take you back to your car at the library,” Eric said.

  I hung on his arm and caressed his chest while he drove to the library. Something about the man made me want him from the first time I jumped into his warm embrace earlier in the day. Eric made me feel safe and secure, two qualities missing from my life.

  As Eric parked next to my car in the library lot, my stomach tied in knots as I anticipated our first kiss. Instead of initiating, Eric looked me in the eyes and said, “I want to be sure you get home safe. Will you text me?”

  “Sure, what’s your number?”

  Eric took my phone and called his number. “Now we have each other’s.”

  I held my breath a moment, summoning courage. “You can follow me home,” I whispered.

  Eric looked at me, then back at the building. “I have a better idea. You have a key to the library, right?”

  6

  Eric

  No better place in the world existed in which to claim my woman than the building I would soon call my own. Part of me felt guilty for being stealth in my intentions to buy Kelsey’s place of employment, but I planned on taking care of her once she became mine.

  “Let’s enter through the side door,” Kelsey said. “None of the nosy neighborhood women will see us.”

  I couldn’t wait to get out of my stiff cotton clothes and help Kelsey out of hers. Her creamy skin looked so tasty.

  “This is hot,” Kelsey said as she closed the door behind us.

  “You don’t have to whisper,” I said.

  Kelsey shrugged. “Habit.”

  Before we could reach the stairs that led to the main open floor of the library, I grabbed Kelsey’s hand and pulled her close to my body. We stared into each other’s eyes, each one of us waiting for the other to make the first move. Although I’m a bold guy, I wanted to savor the anticipation.

  “It excites me to the core to be with you,” I said.

  Kelsey’s stare did not waver. “Me too.”

  I moved closer and enjoyed her warm breath on my face. My hands began to venture over her body, exploring the curves I craved. Unable to contain myself any longer, my mouth claimed hers in a hot, fiery, demanding kiss.

  An unfamiliar comfort washed over me as Kelsey’s tongue answered mine. No woman had ever made the world disappear how she did.

  I pulled away and picked Kelsey off the floor, wrapping her thighs around my waist. “Oh, Eric,” she said, grabbing my face and kissing me again.

  With a quick heave, I had Kelsey over my shoulder, carrying her like a sack of potatoes. I walked up the stairs to the main floor. The glow from the emergency lig
hts cast enough glow to keep us from tripping over things.

  “Okay, set me down,” Kelsey said. I took her to a table and laid her on top, careful to not hurt her head. Kelsey giggled. “Nobody has ever carried me around like that. It’s so fucking hot. You’re strong.” She fondled my muscles as I climbed on top of her.

  “Kelsey, you’ve never met a man like me.” She moaned as I nibbled on her soft neck.

  Kelsey shot up, sitting up on her hands. “Hold on… this is a surface violation. There are youth educational materials under my ass and this table will also get used in the bake sale tomorrow.”

  I laughed as we stood off the table. “It might attract more people to the goodies.”

  Kelsey reached her hand under my shirt and rubbed my abs. “I’m attracted to these goodies.” The touch of her soft fingers made my cock stiffen.

  “What about these?” I asked as I brought her hand lower.

  “Definitely,” Kelsey said. I moaned as she rubbed me outside my shorts.

  A clanging sound from below our level interrupted the arousal. “What the fuck was that?” I asked.

  We stood still for a couple more minutes until we heard the sound echoing from the area of the front stairwell. “Sounds like it’s coming from the basement,” Kelsey said.

  “It sounds like somebody dragging chains and dropping books down there,” I said.

  “I’m freaked out,” Kelsey whispered. “On my first day here, the girls told me this place is haunted.”

  “Let’s get the hell away from this area,” I said. “Is there somewhere else on this floor we won’t hear the echo from the basement?”

  “Back in the non-fiction stacks. There’s a separate door so people can research in peace,” Kelsey said.

  Kelsey led me by the hand to the quieter part of the floor. I’m not afraid of much in life but I’d seen enough scary movies to prefer getting away from the basement agitation.

  We stood still for several minutes but detected no more strange noises. “Where was I?” Kelsey asked as her fingers found my cock still hard. “Getting scared made me even hornier.”

  “Damn, you’re so hot, a ghost couldn’t make me go limp,” I said.

  Kelsey laughed. “Your cock is so thick, it would take a while for the blood to leave.”

  The heat in my body ramped up as Kelsey continued to rub. I tugged at the bottom of her shirt. “This needs to go,” I whispered.

  The glow from an exit sign illuminated the beautiful cleavage between Kelsey’s big tits after she threw her top on the floor. “Your turn,” she said, pulling at my polo.

  “Screw this one-at-a-time bullshit, take it all off,” I said.

  We both had our clothes in a pile in twenty seconds. The shadows of her curves teased me in the dim light. “Your body is so hot,” I said.

  “Yours too,” Kelsey said as we leaned into each other and her silky hands started at my shoulders and caressed my sides.

  “Random question,” I said. “Does this library have the Kama Sutra?”

  “Yes. It’s the most stolen book, behind The Bible, ironically,” Kelsey said. “Why? Do you need an instructional manual right now?” She laughed. “Are you a virgin, Eric?”

  I grinned and held her wrists. “You’ll wish I was a timid virgin when I’m pounding you.”

  “Is that a promise?”

  “You bet,” I said, leaning down to suck on her neck, causing another moan to escape her throat, the sound of which caused my cock to twitch and pre-cum to spill. “So where’s that book?”

  “Seriously?” Kelsey asked.

  “Yeah,” I said, my fingers finding her wet slit.

  “A couple of rows over, in the 600s.” Her hand pressed into my fingers, begging them to explore further.

  “I always thought it would be funny to have sex in a library, on top of a book about sex,” I said.

  “Your mind is weird, but whatever,” Kelsey said, taking my hand off her sweet mound and leading me down the aisle. My cock throbbed in anticipation of more action as I watched the curves of her ass move in the dark.

  I made a quick stop at my shorts and retrieved a condom from my wallet out of habit. All the women in my past were after my money. One of the common schemes was to get me to impregnate them, getting my child support for the next 18 years. Kelsey seemed to like me without regard to my bank account but it was best to be safe for other reasons.

  “Here we are, the sexuality section,” Kelsey said. “Do you need me to literally get the book down?”

  “No,” I said. “It was a joke.”

  “Good,” Kelsey said with a laugh. “I don’t want any of our fluids to get on it.”

  I ran my hands all over the curves of her tits and ass. “Speaking of fluids, I want to taste yours. Lie down.”

  Kelsey got on the heavy-duty carpet as my mouth watered. I spread her legs apart for better access but she resisted. “Hold on, Eric. I haven’t showered since this morning.”

  “Relax,” I said. “You have nothing to be worried about.” After a second, she relented, pushing her knees out wide. The sweet, earthy scent of her juices warmed my nose a second before my heavy tongue pressed against her clit.

  “Oh, damn,” Kelsey said under her breath as I pointed my tongue and slid into her pussy. I gripped her thighs as she pulled my hair, desperate for more and more pleasure.

  I paused and looked at her face thrown back, mouth rounded in ecstasy. “You taste so good,” I said and hummed my lips against her sensitive nub. After spreading my tongue out flat, I licked up and down as I pressed into her pleasure center.

  “Eric, like that, keep going,” Kelsey begged.

  As I ate her out, I couldn’t help but smile about the situation. She and I were giving each other pleasure without the scent of money hanging above us. I found her to be the most intriguing, beautiful woman I’d ever met, and I wanted to claim her as mine.

  Kelsey’s moans became more frequent and desperate as she neared orgasm. I lifted her ass and hung on for dear life as her body pressed into my face and she thrashed about. My chin dripped as her spasms went on and on.

  “I’ve experienced nothing like that,” Kelsey said after catching her breath.

  “I’ve never tasted someone so delicious,” I said before kissing her.

  Kelsey still hadn’t caught up with oxygen and pulled away. “That was incredible. Did you go to school to learn how to do that?”

  I chuckled. “I’m good at everything I do. But what you felt was a result of how I feel about you.”

  Kelsey’s huge smile beamed and her eyes twinkled, despite the low light. She pushed on my chest. “Your turn,” she said.

  The moment seemed surreal as I watched the beautiful young woman slowly crawl above my body. She kissed my neck, sending chills down my spine as her hand wrapped around my stiff cock.

  “I feel safe with you,” Kelsey said as she stroked me. “Now your cock will feel safe and warm in my mouth.” I leaned back and moaned as her silky tongue glided along my shaft.

  “Oh, Kelsey,” I moaned.

  Kelsey spit on my tip and stroked it hard. “This is how hot I think tonight is,” she said, then put me back in her mouth and furiously bobbed up and down.

  My arousal shot skyward. I grabbed her sweet, round face. “Hold on… you’re gonna make me finish so fast like that.”

  “Just get inside me,” Kelsey whispered.

  “Bend over and hold on to the shelf,” I said. After slipping on the condom, I smacked her ass.

  “Oh, God, that felt good,” Kelsey said.

  “You like that, huh?” I gave it a few more slaps, then rested my palm on her cheek, taking in the silky, soft skin.

  “Take it easy on me, okay, Eric?”

  “I can’t promise that. You’re the hottest thing I’ve seen in my life and I don’t know if I’ll be able to control myself,” I said as I pushed my body up behind her.

  With a hard thrust, I shoved myself into her quivering, wet pussy. �
�Oh, baby, you feel so damn good and tight.”

  “You feel good too,” Kelsey moaned.

  I pounded my hips into hers. Part of me wanted to take it slow and draw out the heavenly experience. The other side wanted release as soon as possible. That half won out, as I continued to thrust like my life depended on it.

  I paused the hard pounding long enough to reach around and stroke her clit while I continued to grind into her. Years of frustration with women melted away as my cock pulsed in rhythm, getting closer to release.

  “Eric, don’t stop rubbing that spot,” Kelsey whispered. I continued to swell inside her, getting closer myself.

  “Come for me,” I said. “I want to feel you strangle my cock with your sweet pussy.”

  As Kelsey began to have a second orgasm, I resumed pounding as fast as I could. Her hands slipped from the shelf, sending books flying into the next aisle. She caught herself as I began to unload deep inside her.

  “That was the best orgasm of my life,” I said as I continued to throb inside Kelsey. I pulled her body up straight and held it tight against mine until I slipped out of her dripping pussy.

  “Tonight has been amazing,” Kelsey said as I held her.

  The possibility of being open and vulnerable with a woman crossed my mind that night. Sure, my wealth remained a secret, but I planned to tell her soon enough. The fireworks we experienced that night would be labeled as ‘instant lust’ more than ‘instant love’ but I already liked where things were headed.

  “Don’t throw that condom away in just any trashcan,” Kelsey said, then giggled.

  “I thought people had sex in libraries all the time,” I said.

  “University libraries,” Kelsey said. “But not here.”

  We took our pile of clothes to the men’s room and got dressed and I wrapped the condom in a discrete wad of paper towels thrown in the bottom of the wastebasket.

  “I’m starving now,” I said.

  “It’s late. I have to work in the morning,” Kelsey said. “Let’s call it a night.”

  We walked hand-in-hand to the parking lot after locking the side door behind us. Despite being in the city, many stars dotted the crisp night sky as I floated on air.

  7

  Kelsey