Monday morning rolls in faster than it had the previous weeks.

I honestly can't complain.

Actually, I can.

I got to college early, trying to avoid any people and their lingering questions about Karsen and I but it doesn't work out for me, because as soon as people started piling into my first class, so did some girl and her friends who sit beside me, talking in hushed tones while I jot down an relevant information since finals were about to start in about two to three weeks and I needed to be ready.

It was the last few weeks of this hell hole. And I wanted to preserve so I could leave just as quickly as the days have been coming.

"Psst."

I don't look up from the notes I'm making at the sound, because honestly, I had no clue it was for me.

That is until the girl beside me nudges my elbow and I look to her, raising a brow, but not showing any other form of expression as this was kinda odd to happen to me.

I barely spoke to people apart from my friends, and when I did, it was not in class.

"Are you and Karsen really together?"

I stare blankly back at her. I blink twice, clearly not caring enough to answer but the three girls in the seats behind her are also looking at me expectantly so...

"We are." I say, before looking down and writing once again, just for the girl to nudge me less than five minutes later and I look up to her again with the very same look.

"Since when? What about Cherry? Did they breakup long ago? Was he actually single or did you guys start dating immediately after?"

She asks me so many questions in one breath that my mind feels like it got wrapped around itself and was suffocating. I blink twice again at little ms curious before I clear my voice and speak, "Its all a bit private if you don't mind." I tell her, not harshly or anything, its a simple statement. I needed to focus on the work and not explain my life story to the random girl i've never seen in my entire life in this eight thirty class.

She just rolls her eyes at me, like I'm the one in the wrong for wanting privacy in MY relationship. And then the girls resume whispering about who knows what but I bet a hundred dollars that its on Karsen but I don't want that to distract me.

And as much as I don't want Karsen to distract me. Nothing goes my way.

Throughout all my classes theres at least one person who asks about Karsen and I, and the most was four people with four different friend groups and honestly, I hated it.

I didn't like people talking to me, noticing me, asking me questions and being rude to my face when I didn't want to talk about something private to me.

I was so exhausted by the end of the day, so exhausted that I skipped my last class with Karsen to go to work at the library early, and I started work early so I wouldn't have to think, because books were my drug and I needed my addiction right now.

So I packed and read, multitasking, but our librarian didn't mind, as long as I got my work done.

Time seems to drawn out into the following hours.

And now it was somewhere around four, just about when I was finishing stacking all the books and was ready to leave, and thats when I heard his voice.

"Where were you?" He asks me as he walks over the distance, his hair slightly damp and he has a slight flush on his cheeks, one that he gets from a hot shower, which is the first thing I notice as I look to him beside me.

"What do you mean? I was here."

"We had our last class together, and you weren't there, but I took some notes for you." He adds quickly, and I turn back, crossing my arms over my chest when he gets closer.

Of course he jotted down some notes for me. I think but don't say.

"I needed some alone time." It isn't something new.

He just nods slowly, not asking why, and when he's in front of me he leans down, cupping my face between his hands before he kisses me softly and I kiss him back, but not for long, I stand to my toes and give him just a simple peck to his lips before I get down to the soles of my feet and move back a little.

"How was practice?" I ask, putting the attention onto him as he circles his thumbs over my cheeks.

"Tiring, painful, it's a lot, I really fucking missed you, I didn't see you the whole weekend." He murmurs, not exactly giving me an answer about practice and instead of talking about how he felt about it all he leans down for another kiss.

And I let him, because I think I need another kiss too.

I lean my head back and he kisses me harder, tilting my head further back for himself, his lips were as soft and as demanding as I remembered and the kiss ignited the same feeling within me as the very first time.

I loves this feeling.

I hope it always felt this way.

The kisses make my doubts disappear and remind me I love him, and it reminds me, I'm willing to make a compromise for him, even if it is that i'd have to speak to people which I kinda despised doing.

We continue kissing even as he turns me around, moving us back.

And he walks us back till I was pressed against the shelves and he moves his lips lower and trails kisses down my neck and I look to the side, checking if anyone could see us in this isle but thankfully we were in the last row, all the way in the back, "W- we're in the library Karsen."

"No ones gonna come back here now." He tells me, looking down to me, "And if anyone sees this, they're really fucking lucky."

"Cocky asshole." I say almost breathlessly, a little nervous too and he chuckles softly before he leans down and presses a kiss to my lips.

I pull my lower lip in my mouth when he kisses down my jaw to my neck, my neck to my shoulder, and then he suddenly does something I wasn't expecting.

He moves down to his knees and my eyes widened and no, not because he was proposing but because I was wearing a skirt and I knew where this was going.

"Keep quiet, okay?"

My breathing was so heavy, so wanting, and I was so angry at my body for wanting him to touch me here, to lick and tease me in a damned public place.

I cannot speak because if I do i'd probably squeak like a mouse or something and i'd be embarrassed and horny which is an odd combination.

He slips his hands up my skirt, disappearing beneath it before he hooks his fingers over the material of my panties waistband, pulling it down my legs and it comes to sight.

"Im gonna act like you wore these for me." He says and I roll my eyes, yet my stomach flipped numerous times.

He slips a hand up my skirt and to my core, cupping it, softly sliding a finger over my wetness and I gasp at the feeling.

"Oh my- you- Karsen!"

"Shh, they'll hear you." He teases, looking up to me and I felt a shiver run up my spine.

What the fuck? Oh my goodness I was going to let him do stuff to me in a fucking library.

"You're insane."

He doesn't reply, probably because he knows he is.

He moves his hands up and down my exposed thighs, the skin beneath his touch grew prickly and I almost want to scratch at it. "Shit, you're gonna taste so good, I already know you're dripping, just keep your hand over your mouth Addy."

I could hardly breathe but did as he told me to, moving one hand over my mouth when he dropped my panties to the floor too.

I stepped out of it and he kissed up my legs.

So soft, so sweet pecks over my thighs, before he picked one leg up and over his shoulder, he licked at my inner thigh and I think I came at that alone.

I was still reeling at the small fact that we were here in the library as his hands roamed over my legs, his tongue on me, and soon inside me.

And when it happens, I almost moan out loud.

I literally jolted forward on his tongue when I felt the wetness of the tip slide up my folds, one slow lick right up on me and I couldn't help myself.

I moaned when he moved his tongue deeper over my slit, repeating the licking from my hole to my clit, a feeling that made me urge my thighs to close and ride out on the pleasure. "Oh- oh fuck." I breathed against my palm.

"Shh." He breathed against me, the action making me even more aroused somehow.

"Shut up." I hiss softly down at him and as if he was scolding me back he lapsed me more, sucked and ate me like I was everything he needed in this moment, licking my nub over and over, flicking his tongue repeatedly, stroking it like he was caressing my clit and I was left hanging on a thin piece of string, so close to dripping into his mouth.

"Almost there baby." He murmurs, sucking right at my core, flattening his tongue against my pussy, my head falling back against the books at the feeling, unable to stand how much pleasure I was feeling as my hand grabs on onto the shelf beside me, my nails digging into the wood.

"Fuck you taste amazing."

My breathing was heavy, my legs shaky, I could hardly speak but somehow I did, "It- it's so hard to stand Krist." I breathed, my toes clenching in my shoes.

"But you can, if you want me to make you come you will."

"You're too sexually adventurous." I half panted half moaned out and he looked up to me, his lips glistening with my juices. "I'm gonna make you too."

I licked at the bottom of my own lip, pretending it was his tongue, his lips, his anything, I wanted a taste of him, desperately, I wanted to kiss him, I wanted him. "I don't kn-"

Was I really considering this?

"No Karsen." I hiss down at him.

He smiled back knowingly.

He lifted my leg higher up and sucked on me harder, my breathing heavy and my back pressing against the shelf, not wanting to end but I desperately needed to come.

He sucked me, tongue fucked me till I was breathing so hard that I moaned his name against my palm, but he didn't scold me for it, he didn't tell me to keep quiet.

He must've enjoyed knowing someone could possibly hear me moan his name, that people knew we were together and now everyone would know the woman moaning his name in the library is me.

His tongue sunk into me repeatedly, and when my legs shake I know I came right on his tongue, coating it with my orgasm.

He kept going, and I rode my orgasm with the few strokes of his tongue inside me, my hips bucked against his tongue and my lips parted but he kept going, his tongue sliding in and out of me, milking me dry as I bite my lip to contain a gasp.

My body was left feeling raw and needy for something... more when we were done.

He licks my inner thigh of any arousal before he dropped my leg and put my panties back on for me like the perfect gentleman.

And the he sucks licked his glistening lips, standing up and I stare at his lips.

I swept my index finger over his bottom lip before dipping it into my mouth, wanting to taste me mixed with him.

He knew thats what I wanted and leaned down and kissed me, opening his mouth against mine and I let my tongue roam into his, hands still in his hair when I suck on his tongue and he groaned causing me to smile lightly when I pulled away.

"You're a bad influence Krist." I breathed softly and he smiled, "And you taste like a drug, lets go home and do this on my bed."

Hmm. More of this? Was this his stress reliever?

I wondered but I didn't protest as he pulls me away, the feeling between my thighs reminding me of what we'd done in the library the entire way to his apartment before we did it all over again just like he said we would.