All the Little Secrets (English Prep 2) - Page 92

He looked surprised at first but slowly nodded, eyeing me suspiciously. “Who do I say it’s from? Who is it for?”

“It’s all in the note, but if she asks, say it’s from Headmaster Walton.”

His thick brows furrowed, but he nodded like a soldier receiving an urgent message from their general. I almost saluted him before he walked away.

A lighter breath left my chest as I stood up and began walking past the several rows of book-lined shelves.

Once I got to the back row of history books, the ones in the XYZ shelving, I turned around and leaned against their spines. I began rolling my sleeves up to my forearms, my heart pounding.

God. I didn’t like this. I truly felt out of control, a little lost, and I was suddenly regretting keeping everything to myself—the plan for tomorrow, my family shit. My world felt a little tilted…until I saw her.

I saw the shine from her hair as she walked through the arched doors of the library. Her flawless heart-shaped face was stricken with confusion as she searched for Headmaster Walton, per what was written in the note.

Four-Eyes Freshman tried to breeze past her in a scurry, but when her hand landed on his arm, he jolted back, almost falling over his own two feet.

She said something to him, and when he answered, her eyes squinted for a moment before she dropped her hand and hurriedly searched around the library.

When her eyes landed on me, I shot her my best grin, beckoning her to come over. The freshman was long gone, probably worshiping the arm that Piper had touched moments ago.

Once she was in front of me, I felt the wrath of her anger. “Oliver Powell!” Her hands flew to her hips, resting along her plaid skirt. She glanced behind her as she lowered her voice. “What are you doing sending me a note in the middle of class, posing as Headmaster Walton? Mrs. Sampson was so confused!”

My hands found my pockets. I shrugged. “I needed to see you.”

Her anger slowly resolved. The lines on her face grew soft. “Why? Is everything okay?” She took a step toward me and whispered. “What’s wrong?”

Every bone in my body broke with the need to tell her everything. To spill everything I had locked away. I wanted to be vulnerable with her, tell her how afraid I was that this shit with my father was going to mess up what little family I had left. How I was afraid he’d taint the memory of my mother even more. How sick I felt that, after tomorrow, she might hate me for taking her brother down, too.

But instead, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her in close. A gasp left her pink lips as I moved us further into

the last aisle of the library.

The corner of the library was dark, the hanging light with intricate designs above it was turned off. We were tucked away where no one could see us—not unless someone was looking for a particular book, at least.

“Ollie.” There were worry lines along her forehead, and my hand reached out to smooth them. “Is it Tank? Are you afraid tomorrow isn’t going to go how you want? We have the rest of the money from the party, right?”

“Shh,” I whispered, placing my finger on her mouth. “Everything is fine. I just wanted to see you.”

I could barely see the gold flecks in her green eyes, but I knew they were filled with worry.

“I can tell when you’re lying, you know.” Her voice was soft as it floated around me. She inched closer to me, and her chest pressed along mine. “But I’m here for you like you are for me, okay? What do you need?”

God damn. I think I might love her.

“You’re all I need,” I said before dipping my head down to hers. Our lips hovered for a moment before she erased the space between us. Her tongue darted in, and my hands tightened around her waist.

As she sucked on my bottom lip, I grew hungry. Maybe it was that intense need to distract myself from tomorrow, or maybe it was just her. Either way, I was lost until her lips were on mine.

My fingers pulled her blouse out of her skirt, and the heat from her skin all but burned my hands. The strands of my hair were tugged as her fingers tore through, and I wished I could say I forgot we were in the library, tucked back behind rows of books, but I knew very well where we were. I just didn’t care.

One of my hands left her as she grabbed onto my bicep and gave it a squeeze. I held back a raspy growl and parted her legs with my knee. My fingers itched to find her warmth. My blood was screaming inside my veins with anticipation.

Piper. Yes. Fuck yes.

Her skin was smooth as I trailed my finger up her inner thigh. Both of our heavy breathing filled the abandoned corner, and when I found her wet panties, I pulled away from her mouth and shut my eyes.

A hot swallow went down my throat as I inched her panties away from her swollen clit. One finger dipped in, and she threw her head back and let out a soft gasp. Her pussy tightened around my finger, and I was three seconds from pulling out and putting my dick inside her.

But soon, I lost all control of my inhibitions as Piper started moving her hips over my hand, riding it like it was what she was born to do.

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