Miss Bartholy

Drogo - Part 4

She lied to the teacher saying she felt ill. Seeing her red complexion; she was sent to the sick room but when the nurse checked her she was fine. She tried very hard to keep her skirt from hiking up since Drogo hadn't returned her underwear.

The nurse spoke to her while she sat there relieving the pleasurable sensations of being touched by the handsome vampire.

She went to the library after being dismissed to pass time being careful to not let her already short skirt give a show to those who weren't Drogo. There were some books for myths and legends she could read for Professor Jones' class. Who was she kidding? There was no way she could concentrate. Holding onto a shelf, squeezing her thighs shut, she relived the pleasure again and again. That was when she saw Drogo walk in. She barely saw him in here before. Usually he preferred to hang out wherever him and his gang of bad boys were.

Drogo walked cooly over to the librarian as if he hadn't just pleasured her in front of their classmates. No. He acted as if he needed to borrow a book urgently.

"Listen to my voice." Drogo hypnotized the librarian. "Close the library. Tell everyone to leave then lock the door and leave." She heard him say. The librarian blinked, then walked around the vampire.

"Library is closed! You all need to leave asap!"

Students groaned as they got up; grumbling as they passed by. She would have left too if she didn't suspect something was up.

Drogo stood at the desk until the last student left and the librarian locked the door behind him.

"Come out little thing." Hearing his footsteps she stood still. "

"We've got it all to ourselves." Drogo grinned reaching under her skirt; her folds wrapping snuggly around the small object he fit in. Holding up what looked like a remote, her brain clicked.

"Drogo! Wait!" When a delightful pressure massaged her, making her desperately grasp onto the walls futilely. Wickedly Drogo watched her turn into a mess of skin and writhing; pressing the remote and the buzzing stopped. She moaned loudly, relieved with shaky legs she stood.

The dreaded vibrations wracked through her body again and she fell to her knees. "Drogo...ah!"

If anyone walked in to the particular shelf they were in they'd get the full view of her; skirt hiked over, bucking her hips, pressing her thighs together and dreaming it was the vampire inside of her not a toy.

"Like this better than my fingers huh?"

Eyes fixed on the motions of her core. He loosened his tie. Soon her hands were over her head wrists clasped together.

Drogo licked his lips at her release glinting from her folds. She'd come for the second time.

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They were now in a far corner of the library's second floor, a more dimly lit study area that was convenient for them. The sound of a zipper being undone, loud enough for her to hear but quiet enough for their little world of the library to know.

"Drogo!" She hissed through her teeth when his demanding hands urged her rear, exposed under the school skirt onto his lap. He'd barely gotten away with fucking her under the table this morning now he wanted to take her here.

"I need to study for Myths and Legends!" the tip brushed lightly on her skin.

"Then study." His husky, sensual voice challenged, thrusting himself into her head first. Thanks to Drogo's girth, her legs felt weak she tugged on his sweater and he paused. Catching her loud breathing in the quiet library made her conscious, even if they were alone they were still out in the open.