Chapter 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
CLOVER
A few months later
Clover
I have a surprise for you.
Sir
What is it?
Clover
It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you what it is.
Sir
{growls}
Clover
lol, you’re so cute.
Sir
Minx!!!!
Clover
Meet outside the coffee shop after work. Around 5 p.m.?
Sir
Why not now?
Clover
Because I have to teach in ten minutes and won’t be done until 4:30.
Sir
Fine, I guess I’ll wait.
I can’t stop smiling while I wait for Donnie to show up. I arrived at the coffee shop early so I could get a drink before our date.
The last few months have not been without their challenges, but we’ve worked through them all.
We settled into a new work routine much easier than I expected. After the news broke about why I changed advisors, I expected judgment. But that never came. There were a few old school faculty members that made a few grumbles about our relationship but for the most part, no one cared.
Maggie hasn’t caused us any more problems. She’s been on her best behavior. Mostly. Once I was no longer a threat to her, she turned her attention to Lulu. It’s comical really. Lulu can’t so much as give a man a seductive look without Maggie finding out about it and telling everyone.
It’s almost as if she’s turned it into a game.
Better Lulu than me.
My parents, however, still haven’t accepted my relationship with Donnie. My mom is trying her best to be supportive, but she has concerns. I can’t say I blame her. Honestly, if it were my child that went through what I went through, I’d be concerned about any future men in her life. I think that’s where Mom is with me.
Dad, on the other hand, is happy with me. If it weren’t for Mom, he probably would have cut me off completely unless I stopped dating Donnie. When I first told them about our relationship, he threw a fit. He was so certain that the media would find out and publish slander about me.
So far, that hasn’t happened. There have been no reporters or media leaks discussing my relationship with my former advisor. It helps that Senator Klint got wrapped up in another scandal. This time with a porn star and a famous actress. The media has been busy covering them. At the moment, they seem to have completely forgotten about me—a no name daughter of a socialite family from New York City.
“Why do you look so happy?” Donnie’s deep baritone startles me from my thoughts.
I press my hand to my chest and chuckle. “I didn’t see you coming.”
“Clearly.” He raises his brow before he leans down and presses a kiss to my lips. I love that we can be openly affectionate with each other.
I cup my hand on his cheek and sigh. “Sorry, just thinking about how nice these past few months have been.”
“They have been surprisingly good, haven’t they?”
“They have.” I smile up at him. His whiskey brown eyes are alight with need for me, and I love it. “My parents would like us to join them for Sunday dinner.”
He grumbles and his eyes fall closed. I can’t help but laugh. “Your dad hates me.”
“He doesn’t hate you. He’s just mad at me for tempting fate. He’ll eventually get over it.”
Donnie wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer. Then he presses a kiss below my ear. “Please tell me that’s not the surprise.”
I laugh. “No, sir. It is not.”
He growls and it sends a shiver through my body. “Do tell.”
I wrap my arms around his neck and smile up at him. “I was reading this romance book last week and learned a new name for a kink.”
He quirks his brow. “And what kink would this be?”
“Our kink.” I nibble on my bottom lip.
Neither of us have ever really reached kinks or thought about putting a name to what we enjoy. We just do it because it excites us and makes us happy.
“You mean, it’s not just called public sex?” His voice rumbles through my chest.
“Nope.” I press up on my tiptoes and whisper in his year. “It’s called dogging.”
He pulls back and looks down at me with a furrowed brow. “Dogging?”
“Yes.” I chuckle. “And it’s apparently very popular in the city.”
“What kind of books are you reading?” he asks. “Maybe you should start reading them to me at bedtime.”
I toss my head back in laughter and he takes this opportunity to press his lips to my throat. Then he nibbles slightly causing me to sigh.
“I told you romance books were good.”
“That you did.” He continues his exploration of my neck, and it has my core aching with need.
“I did some research,” I say. It comes out more like a pant, but the words are understandable.
“Of course you did.”
“I found a list of locations in the city ideal for dogging. There’s an entire community of dogging enthusiasts who hunt down the best places and adds them to the list.”
“Is that so?”
“Mmmhmmm.” I nod. “And I’ve picked the first place I was to try.”
“Hmmm.” He licks my neck right under my ear and it makes me squirm. “Please tell me it’s not far.”
I shake my head. “We can walk there.”
“Good.” He presses his lips to mine before he releases me and laces our fingers together. “Lead the way little minx.”
Donnie gives me a sideways glance as I stop right outside the main entrance to the campus library. “Really? This is your first place?”
I give him a huge smile and waggle my brows. “I was shocked to see it on the list.”
“Don’t you think it’s a little too risky since it’s where we work?
“I’ve spent a lot of time here since January and I’ve never seen anyone from our department here. I think it’s safe.”
He stares at me like he’s not so sure he believes me.
I tug at his hand and head up the steps. “Come on. Where’s your sense of adventure?”
He chuckles and it warms my heart. He’s always so serious that I feel like I won a prize when he laughs.
“Alright, minx,” he says as I pull him behind me. “I hope you know what you’re talking about.”
“I do.” I wink at him as I pull the door open and wave him in. He looks down at me like I’m crazy, and then reaches his hand around me to hold the door.
“After you.” His smile is gone, and his voice is low and grumbly. He’s getting ready to play the part of the grumpy professor and I love it.
“Yes, sir.” I nod and walk through the door. I point toward the spiral staircase in the center of the library. “This way.”
The campus library is four stories high with an additional two levels in the basement. The only way to access all levels is from the spiral staircase and two elevators in the center of the library. The first and second floor are always packed. That’s where the most common books are stacked and where the student desks are located for studying.
The third floor gets busy during exam weeks, other than that it’s mostly empty. The fourth floor and the basement floors are where the oldest books are filed along with the old microfiche film.
There aren’t very many tables or desks on these floors, giving very few reasons for students to visit them.
I, however, find these floors to be the area where I get the most work done. It’s quiet, and I’m surrounded by the smell of old books.
When I read on the list of dogging locations that the fourth floor was a great spot to have a little fun, I couldn’t wait to bring Donnie here. As soon as I read the description, I knew exactly where it was.
All the way toward the back wall, there’s a row of windows that you can’t see from the inside. They’re blocked by the floor-to-ceiling bookcase. The walkway between the bookcase and the wall is narrow, making it impossible for students to study there. But there’s plenty of room for two people to have a little fun up against the bookcase with a beautiful view of campus.
The fourth floor is high enough that it’d be difficult for anyone to see us up here, let alone make out what we’re doing.
I lead him to the elevator since we’re heading to the fourth floor. Thankfully, no one else is using them so we’re able to sneak upstairs without anyone seeing us.
The fourth floor is quiet when we step off the elevator.
“Are you sure about this?” Donnie whispers as we look around. There’s one student searching the stacks to the left, in the opposite direction of where I’m taking him.
“Yes, now let’s go.” I squeeze his hand and tug him to follow.
The further we get from the elevator, the quieter it becomes. We’re far enough away from the stairs that we can’t hear voice from below and we’re completely alone. When we reach the outer wall, I stop.
“Isn’t it gorgeous?” I ask as I look out the window with the most amazing views of campus.
“It is.” Donnie steps closer and gazes out. “You can see all of campus from up here.” He looks at me and smiles. “I’ve never been up here before. This is beautiful.”
He leans down and gives me a kiss.
“I’m glad you like it.” I tug him into the narrow space between the bookcase and the wall. “There’s a break in the bookcase just down here. I can’t wait to share this with you.”
He doesn’t wait until we reach the spot before he slides his arm around my waist and holds me close to his body. I immediately feel his erection pressed against my lower back. I get so excited, it’s hard to walk.
His hand slides under my shirt, and he cups my breast. He squeezes so hard I gasp.
“You like that, minx?” he whispers in my ear.
“Yes,” I say breathlessly.
“I can’t wait to bite them while my dick is buried deep inside you.” His voice is raspy with need, and the ache between my legs intensifies.
“Yes, please.” I rest my head on his shoulder and sigh. “Almost there.”
I see the spot I’m looking for and pick up my pace. It’s a small gap between two long bookcases, just big enough for a single person to fit between. There’s a ledge about waist high built into, most likely for people to place books while they’re searching the stacks.
But for us, it’s going to serve as a seat.
Just before we reach it, I spin around so I’m facing him. I wrap my hand around his tie and pull his mouth to mine. His tongue darts out and I part my lips for him. I’ll never get enough of kissing this man. Everything he does is intense and passionate.
I back up into the opening and hop up on the ledge.
Donnie glances around and chuckles. “This is perfect.”
“Right!” I agree.
There’s a window opposite us where we can look out over campus but there are no lights above us, keeping us in the shadows. If someone were to walk down the aisle, Donnie could easily hide my body, and no one would even know I was there.
He pulls a silk scarf out of the front pocket of his jacket and holds it up toward my mouth. I smile as he wraps it around me and ties it behind my head. He started carrying this with him after we officially started dating.
Donnie is the dominant one in our relationship. We don’t have a true dom-sub kink, but I like to give him control during sex. Plus. it’s a fun way to muffle my cries.
He lifts my arms up over my head and wraps my hands around a bar that’s just above me. “Hold onto this.” He growls.
Then he lifts my shirt and pulls my bra down, freeing my breasts. He bites down on one of my nipples and I moan. Then he licks it, soothing his bite.
“Spread your legs.” He commands as he steps back and looks me up and down. “God you’re gorgeous. I could stare at you all day like this.”
With one hand, he unzips is pants and the other slides up my thigh and under my skirt. He quirks a brow when he his finger slides easily into my pussy.
“No panties?” he asks.
I shrug since I can’t speak with the scarf tied around my mouth.
“So perfect,” he says as he frees his hard cock. “I’m going to fuck you so hard.”
I feel myself getting wetter as I anticipate feel his cock inside me. We stopped using condoms about a month ago. I’ve been on birth control for years, and we both tested clean. Plus, we trust each other explicitly.
When he steps closer to me, I lift my legs and wrap them around his waist. That makes it easy for him to find my entrance and slide deep inside me.
Despite the gag around my mouth, I let out a deep moan that I’m sure can be heard throughout the fourth floor.
But I don’t care.
I do my best to pinch my lips together while Donnie fucks me like his life depends on it in plain sight. There are hundreds of students and professors walking around campus just below us. I can see them all.
All it would take is for one of them to look up. Maybe they’d see us. Maybe they wouldn’t. Either way, the thrill of the unknown makes this all the more exciting.