In the stillness of the vast library, with few people immersed in their own set of turmoil as they went through the books widespread in front of them, the grumpy voice of librarian echoed, "The library is closing now, I want you all scurrying away by the time I switch off all the lights, come on hurry up!"
It was the evening of their upcoming semester, the whole year students had to endure loads of assignments, mugging up so much information and at the same time preparing for the exams that are lining up; you could see the dark hollow circles forming under their eyes and the helplessness in their expressions, making them the innocent victims of the severely difficult heartless education system.
The students hurried packing their bags and made their way out now leaving only the long haired girl, who was engrossed writing some sort of gibberish in her notebook which only she might be able to read hopefully, or not.
Her eyes moving left and right, so focused, as she grasped the last of the para she was reading. And few minutes later, she finally closed the textbook shut, and stretched out her arms wide, yawning.
All the lights switched off except the corner lamps in the library illuminating a small soft glow on the girl's face. In the far left corner, was where she sat, making her almost invisible to the librarian.
Standing up in shock, she looked around only to find herself alone in the lonesome huge library, panic set in her as she collected her books hurriedly and ran to the humungous door, banging it loudly hoping someone would get her out but none came. How does she always manage to forget about the time? Yes, this wasn't her first time being locked inside the library.
After few minutes of attempting to get out, she realised she's stuck in the library for the night. Tiredly she walked ahead and placed her notebooks on the table, her eyes then landing on a book which looked extraordinarily unique compared to the other sets of books in the same row.
Taking slow steps, she grabbed that book and brought it out of the shelf to take a closer look. The book's cover had intricate designs all over it. The book seemed oddly familiar to her, despite it being the first time she was reading it. She pushed out a chair and took a seat as she examined the content of the book.
Gently flipping the pages, she landed on one of the chapters with an amusing title, A wild guess,that caught her eye as she began to read.
"A monsoon night where the clouds poured out their love to the land while the sky roared with thunders echoing the sounds of love or hate, the lightening that erupted every now and then...all of this being just a reminder to the brewing storm of their insane passion and obsession. Amidst all of the chaos that the nature was offering tonight, the mansion, that was located far in the woods, had an eerie silence between two people who looked at each other with a thirst, a desire to mark or get marked.
'You'll be punished tonight', he continued.'Punished for flirting with another man who is not me, punished for trying to make me jealous, punished for even thinking that you could dare f#ck another man except me. I'll rip apart your p###y tonight in such a way that all you'll remember is me, not even your own name, not even the god, just me,all me....'
Every word he spoke, ignited the flames of passion within her, her body responding eagerly with the very evidence of goosebumps lining her skin. He noticed. He noticed everything.
Moving closer to him, pressing her front against his tough chest, she spoke sensually,'Then punish me...make me beg for you, make me surrender to you'
He chuckled, 'oh don't worry, I'll do just that and much more you could ever imagine' His devilish smile in the end revealing an unknown dark side that she'd never seen before.
He had always been very gentle with her, made love to her in the most softest way possible, always made sure to not hurt her even by mistake. But tonight looking at this dark side of his, instead of getting scared, she started getting turned on, she was loving this new version of him, and now she had this intense urge to provoke him, and that she did. She leaned back on the couch and spoke casually,
'You're all talks and no bite honey'
And that did it, she did indeed provoke him, she hit a nerve, a spot she aimed and shot perfectly... because as soon as those words left her mouth, his hand reached out, grabbing her calf, pulling her roughly towards himself, as her body jerked and she held his shoulder for support. His hand swiftly moving from her calf towards her butt.
Her butt that was half lying on the couch and the other half firmly placed in his palm as he squeezed it harshly while she moaned closing her eyes. He was loving her expression now, the surreal look on her face after finally feeling his touch.
His eyes moving lower, his pupils dilating at her very revealing cl+avage and the almost erected buds which were poking out through the flimsy fabric she chose to wear tonight. His mouth soon connected to her n####e on the fabric, engulfing the whole of the small pebble sized n####e in his mouth, meanwhile her hands reaching out to his hair gripping his locks tightly, her eyes closed enjoying the pleasure he was giving to her.
Noticing her pleasure, he quickly moved away.
Her body waited for a smack or any kind of touch from him, but he just stared at her, not doing anything. She finally opened her eyes and looked at him, trying to get closer to him but his glare stopped her.
'Remove my glasses' he said.
Her hands slowly took hold of his glasses, handing it over to him. He briskly kept his glasses on the table, as he approached closer to her, his teeth latched onto her clothed n####e, meanwhile his hands slid inside her dress, going up her thigh and caressing her skin there roughly.
Her body was feeling hot now, she needed his touch right on her core, sensing her need...his hand extended towards her inner thigh where his fingers made direct contact with her warm folds. He groaned discovering that she had not worn her underwear.
His fingers started rubbing her intensely as his teeth continued their torment on her chest, her moans never once stopping at the same time his marks leaving their imprints everywhere on her body. The weather outside despite being ice cold, all they could feel was hotness everywhere on their skin.
Pulling away, he looked at her and planted rough agressive kisses on her cheek.
'Who do you belong to?', his voice hoarse demanding an answer from her.
'Me..' her independent self muttered, her eyes still closed, savouring the bliss of his open mouth kisses.
Not receiving the answer he wanted, he stopped and eyed her while she was breathing hard, trying to focus on his words.
Taking the swell of her cheeks in between his teeth and biting the skin, he asked once more,
'Who do you belong to Aisha?'
A sharp stinging pain was felt near her
face, right on her cheek and she
realised how he was chewing her skin,
sure a bruise would form on her cheek.
'You!...' she yelled out instantly.
'Me what?' he continued, softly kissing
her cheek now.
'I belong to you..' she breathed out.
'Exactly..' he kissed her on her lips immediately and entered his finger in her core. She moaned into his mouth not expecting the sudden intrusion but loving it nonetheless.
His one finger soon replaced by two, then three and now she was being f#cjed by all of his four fingers, his thumb rubbing on her cl!t simultaneously.
He could see right through her, she was near, she was going to come soon, he wanted to deny her the pleasure but he couldn't, he loved to see her while she came, screaming his name, he loved to see her in mess, his mess.
And then the faint thuds of footsteps were being heard, Aisha widened her eyes, scared if someone saw them in this position.
He smirked as he talked dangerously,
'First option...you'd come and have your release right away and we'll have enough time to clean up before someone enters inside,
Second option... you'd not be able to come in time and the intruder finds us in this....'
His voice trailed as he licked his lips staring at her very na#ed form
'...very compromising intimate position'
He finished his sentence and looked at her, 'Take a wild guess baby, what will happen'
Saying that, he took out all his fingers as she screamed in frustration, she was near to her release but he's teasing her now.
Rubbing her folds ever so gently, he continued the torture, tears glistened in her eyes for the way she was being denied of her release.
'What do I do so that you grant me my release?' she asked exasperated. His left hand squeezing her b&&b at the same time his right hand playing with her womanhood, edging her from time to time.
'Okay, I'll ask you an easy one then, you have to take a wild guess and tell me...
Is this real or not?'
'What do you mean?', she asked gasping, her lips trembling when he inserted his finger in her but pulled back instantly, doing everything so slowly, making her breathe harder.
'Exactly what you heard.'
The footsteps were now being heard even clearly, she rose her body in panic and begged him to get her release.
The tears slipping out of her eyes, her hair messy, saliva dripping down her chin, she looked exotic, his hardness strained his pants looking at her.
'This is real, now please give it to me'
she pleaded. Her expression that of a
vixen testing his control.
'F#ck..' he grumbled as he instantly lowered himself and started sucking her down there,she moaned when his tongue went unimaginably fast, her legs now shaking.
A few seconds in and she came gloriously, and his mouth attached back to her lips, kissing her trying to stop her from screaming aloud.
Pulling away, he caressed her cheek
'You were wrong...' he smiled sadly."
In a flash, she was brought out of the book noticing a torch light being displayed over another shelf just beside her, a sound following right after
"Who's over there?"
She closed the book and kept it on the table. Adjusting her dress and grabbing her books she walked away.
"It's you again dear, I told you to check the time na bachhe." (bachhe- kid)
"I always comeback just to make sure
you're not locked in there again", the
librarian laughed.
"Sorry aunty, won't happen again"
The librarian shrugged off.
"Seriously again Aisha, are you crazy? I was worried sick for you and you being reckless didn't even notice the time"
Aisha's friend reached at the library and scolded her for her negligence. "And what happened to your cheek? Didn't I tell you not to f#cking fall asleep on the books itself, see this time it's even redder " She laughed.
Aisha on the other hand caressed her cheek, confusion etching onto her face.
She felt as if someone was watching her and she looked back immediately, staring at the library gate and navigated the whole area.
Aisha felt a hot breeze gently caressing her body, 'What happened back in there,why do I not remember anything?'
Meanwhile inside the library...
A soft wind brushed through the window, the once closed book had now its pages flying open and the glasses on the table were a sign.... he would again be waiting for her tomorrow.
