Between the Sheets

Behind Closed Doors

I push my glasses up on my nose for the fifth time as I look through the books in the library. Once a week, we got to pick out a new book to take home. It wasn't enough for me. I needed more. Not that I didn't have books at home or I could go to the public library. But then I would miss the new selection at school they put out every week.

I scan over all the new titles. I wanted something with adventure in it, something with romance and drama. My small fingers scam over the binding of the books. I'm leaning down to get a closer look at the ones toward the bottom.

"Will, will what do we have here," a deep rumbling voice asks. I straighten up at the sound of his voice.

"What do you want, Seth?" I ask, not even truning to look into his deep green eyes that most girls at the school go crazy for.

"Is that any way to talk to the star quarterback of the football team, Maddie?" he says with a snarl as he pulls at one of my brown curls.

"Hey," I mumble, turning toward him.

Just as I suspected his black hair was done neatly in a spike, making him look hot. He wore tan pants and a blue dress shirt with the schools navy vest over it. It was dress code all male students you could see wearing the same but he made it look hot. He has a smark on his full lips, his green eyes on me.

"What ya gonna do about it, nard?" he asked

"Go away, Seth," I tell him

He steps dangerously close to me, and my blue eyes shoot to his watching as they fall to my breast. "I don't think them are real," He says

I galce down at my white button down that my breast firmly prass against "To bad you'll never know," I tell him as my eyes meet his again

"Why don't you prove to me they are real?" He says

"You're a perv," I tell him, looking up at the camera that is supposed to be watching everything that goes on

"That camera isn't going to help you it doesn't work. They just keep it up to make others think it does, " he tells me."If they are real, let me see them, or they are fake. "

"Whatever you want to believe," I tell him, turning back to the books I feel as he steps closer to me. "What are you doing?

His hands come around, grabbing my breasts, gently caressing them. My eyes go wide. "You want to let me see them, so I just have to take matters into my own hands."

"You pervert, let me go," I say, trying my best not to grand into him.

"I think you're getting turned on by this," he says "damn there soft and frim,"

I turned in his arms to get his hands off me, which proved to be a bad idea because some of my buttons flew off as I jerked around "stop" I tell him

He smerks, looking down at me. "My apologies," he says. "I guess they are real after all."

I look down at myself, seeing that my blouses is opened, showing my bare breast off to the guy in front of me. I cover them quickly, blushing as I turn around. All at once, I feel his hand grab my bare breast, caressing it softly.

"What are you doing?" I ask, trying not to let on like it's affecting me.

"Trying to help you out," he says

"Well don't" I say, a little breathy

"You liking this, aren't you?" he says, and I feel him smile against my cheek

I close my eyes, hoping he doesn't know how wet he just made me. My eyes pop open as he cups my covered mound.

"Seth," I say