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A few weeks later..

Hundred books stacked at its place , on an exquisite wooden cabinet, shuts by sliding transparent perspex glass doors to keep dust out & to keep the book at its top condition. 

The books are categorised to its utmost detail . Alphabet & genre based. Fiction & non-fiction. She loves every genre, every trope , every story … she could drown in them. Escape to a new world. With books she could forget the bad , the horrifying , the atrocities of ..reality. She prefers it that way anyway. 

Her therapist said it's good to read but he recommended her to get out more. Bond relationships with real people instead of bonding with books. She does that. Work is out,work has friends . Not reaching that level of understanding. She stopped going there. He reached her so many times & ended up blocking him. 

Ah , who needs a therapist . When you have books. Her routine is to get to work , get home from work & read a book. Not that she mentioned a book, she wanted a new book. She went to the nearest bookstore and went to the fiction aisle immediately. 

Like a moth to flame , a book caught her attention as if it was calling her name. A new writer. A smut book. Erotica to fit more, she bought it & paid via credit card. Since ,she's a regular . She got a discount.

" J. JK '' she spelt out the initials, pronouncing it when the bells ding as
she went out the bookstore door . Reading that name gave her the creeps. On her neck. Goosebumps. 

She laughed it out, pushing the thoughts away. Ensuring it was just the stuff of imagination but …someone or more like something has been lurking in the dark corners of her. Hiding. Planning. 

Arriving at home , she puts down her handbag & straight jump into the new book after she changed into her home clothes. She slides the door open to her book room . Her mind wandered & fantasised about the characters. The book plot is about a girl healing through her trauma , written by a male writer. 

Tbh , she had second thoughts and doubts about it, a female empowerment story from a male perspective. Is that going to work on her?. The girl MC(main character ) scenes with her boyfriend were so steamy. Damn, fictional man. 

She was on page 200 , the lines went ' All those scars. All those trauma. I want to kiss it. I want to see what I miss ' and it was getting heated up. She felt tension & ar'ousal between her thighs. At the same time , she felt like somebody was watching. Whispering to her.  Squeezing her legs , she reads the book with one hand & her other free hand slowly sneaking inside her pants.  A voice telling her to touch herself. Spreading her lips down there & her digits reached places she was sensitive to. 

Her finger slid in her pre-soaked walls due to such a smut scenario , she rubbed it in circle motion inside . Going at a slow pace. She continued reading the lewd material while doing lewd things down there. Her index finger digging her inner wetness. Slapping it. Adding another finger.

The sound was so distinct ,it bounced between the four walls of the book room.. she m0aned at touching herself to an erotica book. Her m0ans elevated & the book slipped from her clutches ,
touching the ground as she read the last p'ssy wetting sentence .She felt as if she was possessed , wet & turned on.

Her pants & underwear met the ground, she spread her legs wider , her eyes shut, her head threw back on the reading chair. She looked at her glistening p'ssy down. She fastened her pace , f'cking her bud while whimpering , the wetness webbing between her digits. The atmosphere was drunk by hormones ..

She didn't know what came over her but she only wanted to c'm hard now. Slapping her p'ssy , lifting her cl!toral hood. She touched her cl!t wanting to c'm, she almost org'sm but she didn't. She stopped , spreading some prec'm on her naked pelvis.  She said , adjusting her sitting & sliding back her bottom clothes " Hmm, making s'x with books isn't enough… "

She lifted the fallen book, and began to finish it. As she reached the ending, she felt so angry.

She wasn't satisfied.  "Wtf!. What the fvck is this ending?" 

"You don't know what is coming for you, Jungkook…" she smiled differently. Menacingly laughing.

TO BE CONTINUED..

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