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Alyssa was perusing the vintage bookstore, her favorite spot in the small town. She knew every employee by name and could find the fiction section blindfolded, but today she went to the vinyl records. Her friend had shown her her record player and when Alyssa found out her father had his from when he was growing up, she was thrilled!
There is nothing more cozy than reading and listening to a record.
When she looked around at all the shelves her head began to ache, the feeling of dread dropping to her stomach like a stone. There were so many records and it wasn't very organized.
After leaning over another bin, she scrubbed her hands over her face and tucked her wavy black hair behind her ear before pulling her phone from the pocket of her dress. She scanned the description of the record her friend sent before sliding the device back to safety. Defeated, she turned on her heels and slammed into a solid chest.
"Oh!"
"Shit, s-sorry!" the stranger stammers.
Alyssa quickly righted herself, straightening her white dress with her hands. When she looked up, her whole body froze and her mouth popped open slightly. The stranger had the most captivating eyes;an author would describe them as otherworldly.
"You have the prettiest eyes," she blurts out, quickly stepping back and covering her mouth with her hands, embarrassment flaming her dark cheeks a shade of deep crimson. The deep chuckle that leaves his parted full lips makes butterflies dance in her stomach.
"T-thanks, " he mutters, eyes darting to the floor as he tucks a raven-colored lock of hair behind his ear. With that same hand, he musters the courage to extend his hand to her.
"Nicholas... but you can call Nick, " his voice is low when the words tumble out.
"Alyssa," she smiles back before glancing down at their still-entwined fingers, his pale to her warm chocolate brown. That's when she spots his tattoos. "You have beautiful tattoos."
"Thank you," Nick says, withdrawing his hand to the safety of his back pockets. "What are you looking for?"
"Oh, um.." Alyssa fumbles with her words, brain slow to catch up as his warm drawl envelopes her like a hug. Suddenly her phone vibrates, bringing her back to the present. A small smile spreads on the stranger's lips as he watches her retrieve her phone.
Alyssa stares at the screen once more and when she looks up, she spots the album over Nick's shoulder. She brushes past him, excitement bubbling in her stomach, as she props herself up on her tiptoes and stretches her arm long. Her short white dress rises slightly up her thigh in her elongated position, but she doesn't care as long as she gets the record.
"Allow me," Nick reaches over and grabs the record from the shelf. His arm grazes her bare shoulder when he turns to her.
"Here ya go darling," his proud grin crinkles the corners of his eyes when he hands Alyssa her sought-after vinyl.
When their fingers touch, electricity shoots straight to her core. Alyssa doesn't want him to go. This captivating stranger with luscious locks she wants to run her hands through, the rasp of his voice makes her wonder what other sounds come out of his pretty little mouth when he's cu-
Alyssa mentally shakes herself and then quickly sets the record on the table. Impulsively, she grabs him by the wrist and leads him to the back of the store, passing the booktok books, the fiction, non-fiction, finally making their way to the obscure corner of comic books and graphic novels.
She pushes him against the bookshelf with a thud. Nick's brows knit together and his mouth opens slightly to protest but warm lips crash against his. She tastes like sweet vanilla frosting. He freezes, unsure of what to do and how the hell he got so lucky finding this cute girl who likes to take charge. But when she licks at his bottom lip it's game over.
It's a frenzied dance of tongues and soft stifled moans. Alyssa wraps her arms around Nick's neck and tangles her fingers in his soft hair. When she tugs at the root it earns her a loud groan and a bite on the ear lobe.
"Let's play," Nick growls looking down at her, his sudden bravado going straight to Alyssa's core.
She bites down on her lip, swallowing down a squeal when Nick grips her hips, lifting her off the ground. She wraps her legs around his waist, the delicate skin of her thighs rubbing rough against his denim jeans, as she is thrust into the opposing bookshelf. She adjusts slightly to sit on the ledge of the shelf and Nick quickly widens his gait to support her in the precarious position.
"If I want to stop, I'll say stop- that good with you too?" Alyssa cocks a questioning eyebrow, Nick's sudden confidence fueling her smart mouth and the fire in her belly.
"Yes, ma'am." There's something naughty in his quiet tone and it makes her pussy throb. "I love a woman who knows what she wants."
"Shut up and kiss me," Alyssa teases, eyes flashing as she takes his head in her hands, pulling him into a deep kiss.
Nick's chest melts against hers as he snakes his hands around her neck, resting them there gently for a beat. He feels her heartbeat quicken under his fingers as he pries open her plump full lips with his tongue before untying the white ribbon in her hair. She lets out a loud moan into his open mouth, tilting her head slightly to explore his mouth deeper, when suddenly sharp pain shoots through her scalp as Nick tugs on her thick strands to pull her head away. As he clamps a tattooed hand down on her lips, Nick watches her eyes go wide, a mix of fear and excitement crossing her honey eyes.
"Stay quiet, princess. If you want this to keep going."
His breathy tone spider crawls up her spine, making her shoulders shiver. Alyssa nods slowly, tempting her fate as she playfully darts her tongue against the warm hand. Nick freezes, unsure if he should reprimand her, but when he sees the corners of her eyes crinkle in a small smile; everything melts away. "Are you going to behave?"
Alyssa responds with a nod and a muffled uh huh before he pulls his hand away to rest it on her shoulder. His lips capture hers to swallow her beautiful moans as he slides the free hand between her thighs to cup her covered sex. In one swift motion, Nick pushes the fabric aside with his fingers and when he's met with a patch of curls, his dick throbs against his jeans.
He quickly pulls from their heated kiss, a string of saliva still connecting them as he bites down hard on his bottom lip to keep from groaning. When he looks down at Alyssa, he finds her cheeks are flush with a deep fuchsia shade and her pupils dilate as she gazes down at his hand between their bodies and back at his swollen lips.
"Keep going." Alyssa's voice comes out deep and hoarse from disuse, and her lips curl into a devilish smile, a stark yet captivating feature on her ethereal face that Nick can't get enough of.
Somehow she is both innocent yet cunning; trapping him in her web. He leans down to press soft kisses against the crook of her neck as he slowly parts her folds. He sucks in a shaky breath when he finds that she's absolutely drenched. When Alyssa presses her heels into his back, the coil in his core starts to heat up as he captures her mouth once again, plunging a finger inside her pussy. Their bodies move in tandem as he thrusts in and out, slowly at first, then speeding up when he slides in another finger. Pain shoots through his shoulder when she digs her fingernails in as her pussy walls flutter around his thick fingers.
Alyssa bites down on Nick's lip to stop herself from moaning when he pulls his fingers away from her center to start rubbing slow circles around her clit, but it's not enough. She shuts her eyes tight when her back arches slightly and she throws her head back into the hard-covered books, a soft groan of pleasure tumbling from her bitten lips as Nick continues to tease her sensitive area, alternating between thrusting inside her and circling her clit.
Without warning, Nick tightens his grip on her shoulder as he withdraws his fingers from her core to grip her jaw, her molars clenching together with surprising force, making her teeth clack. A small yelp vibrates through her throat and her eyes spring open as her heartbeat pounds in her chest, the essence from Nick's slick fingers beginning to overwhelm her senses.
"Only quiet girls get to cum," Nick's eyes darken as he presses his hand harder against her lips, sending her head back into the books. "Got it?" Nick cocks a questioning eyebrow as he scans her face for any fear or resistance, but finds none when she nods her head yes while never breaking eye contact. For a breath longer he just stares back at her, taking in the rise and fall of her chest, her coarse waves tangling at her collarbones, and her veins pulsing under the delicate skin of her neck.
Alyssa's jaw begins to ache but soon finds relief when Nick begins to loosen his grip slightly. "Be a good girl for me, ok?" His rough and husky tone turns her core molten. She shakes her head harder this time, eyes pleading for him to continue. Her pussy throbs when he releases her jaw and caresses her cheek. Nick's eyes shift from grey to blue as he ghosts his fingers tips down the column of her throat, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Her breath hitches when he presses his warm hand against her chest, feeling her racing heartbeat that matches the pulsing between her legs.
Desperate, Alyssa grabs at the hand on her chest, and to her surprise he allows her to guide him to where she needs him most. He leans into her lips barely touching hers just as his hand lingers by her needy center. She shimmies her body slightly in hopes of making contact with his hand, her body screaming at her for more friction; more caresses from Nick's magical fingers.
Nick huffs a laugh against her plump lips before tilting his head to the side to shove his tongue into her pretty mouth as two fingers slide in and out of her pussy with ease. As he quickens his pace, he swallows down the moans that erupt from her throat. Nick plants his feet firmly on the ground as he presses his chest against hers to keep her stable when she tenses and twitches to his touch. His fingernails dig into her shoulder, leaving half-moons on her skin as he curves his fingers inside her, hitting the spongy sweet spot that makes her fall apart.
Alyssa bites down hard on her bottom lip to stop any sound from leaving her swollen lips as Nick relentlessly finger fucks her through her orgasm. Her legs tense around his waist and she claws at his shoulders as the pressure builds in her core. She throws her head back and shuts her eyes tight as white speckles burst behind her eyelids as she lets go, soaking Nick's fingers and his pants in the process.
"That was fucking hot," Nick whispers, stilling his fingers inside her, relishing in the way her pussy walls flutter against his thick fingers. He watches as her breathing steadies before slowly withdrawing his fingers. With a smirk, he adds, "Clean My Fingers, This is Your Mess." Before Alyssa can process his request, Nick shoves his cum covered fingers into her mouth. His dick throbs when she moans and swirls her tongue around his digits, slurping and sucking his fingers clean.
"Good girl," Nick praises before pulling his fingers from her mouth with an audible pop. "Let's get out of here."
"I'd thought you'd never ask," Alyssa flashes a mischievous smile.
Alyssa finds herself being carried from the bookshelf by a pair of strong arms. When her tired legs wobble slightly Nick is quick to grab her shoulders to steady her. Before her brain can catch up, Nick smooths her dress and is expertly tying up her hair with her white ribbon. She is shy all over again when she thanks Nick, unable to meet his eyes, her heart about to burst from its cage. She giggles when Nick interlocks his fingers into hers as they make their way to gather her precious vinyl record. Alyssa can't wait to tell her bestie all about her trip to the bookstore.