The Girl Among The Books – Part 2

And now, the story continues.

Thank you for staying with me through this first chapter—your support and enthusiasm mean the world.  I can’t wait to share what comes next. Let’s dive back into the world of love together!

Me: So, what’s one thing that makes you really happy? Something that you always look forward to, no matter what?

Aanya’s eyes lit up, and a small smile curved her lips.

Aanya: That’s easy when I’m able to take a day off and do nothing—whether it’s reading all day, cooking, or going for a walk. It’s the quiet moments, the ones where I don’t have to be anyone or do anything. It really makes me feel at peace.

I smiled, feeling a strange sense of calm from her answer. “I think I need to take more of those days. I can see why they’re so important now.”

Aanya nodded, her expression soft. “Everyone does. We all need those moments to exist without all the pressure. Life’s too short not to appreciate the simple things.”

The conversation flowed easily after that, no longer about books or work but about pieces of life that often go unnoticed. We continued talking, the topics shifting effortlessly from hobbies to our favourite memories and the quirks of everyday life.

The longer we sat there, the more I felt a sense of comfort and ease in Aanya’s presence. As the soft glow of the late afternoon sun filtered through the library windows, I looked at her with a smile.

Me: You know, (I said, leaning forward slightly) I haven’t had a conversation like this in a while. It feels nice to just… talk. No rush, no pressure.

Aanya’s smile mirrored mine, her eyes warm with the same understanding.

Aanya: I feel the same way. Sometimes, we get so caught up in everything else that we forget how important it is to connect with someone on a deeper level. It’s rare, but it’s nice when it happens.

The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable. In fact, it was a peaceful pause, as if we were both absorbing the connection we had just made. But then, Aanya broke it with a soft laugh, her fingers lightly tapping the edge of her book.

Aanya: I have to admit. I’m really enjoying this conversation, but I don’t think I want it to end here.

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What do you have in mind?”

Aanya hesitated for a second, her gaze flicking to the clock on the wall.

Aanya: Well, I’ve got a quiet evening ahead of me. How about you? We could continue this conversation over some coffee or dinner—if you’re up for it.

I smiled at the invitation, feeling a warm, unexpected sense of excitement.

It wasn’t often I connected with someone like this, and it felt like a natural step to extend the evening.

Me: I’d like that. It’s been a great conversation, and honestly, I’m curious to see where the evening takes us.

Aanya’s eyes brightened at my response, and a soft smile spread across her face.

Aanya: Great. There’s this little café nearby. It’s cosy, not too far from here. I go there sometimes when I want to unwind. How about I treat you to a cup of coffee there?

I nodded, feeling a sense of ease. “I’d love that. Let’s go.”

We both stood up, gathering our things. I felt a small spark of anticipation as we made our way out. As we sat at the café, the conversation slowed, but the connection between us deepened.

It was as if the evening had shifted, quietly moving from casual to something more, a subtle hint of what could be. We stepped out into the cool night, walking side by side toward the parking area. As our arms brushed briefly, I felt a spark of electricity.

The silence between us, though comfortable, was now charged with something unspoken. Sensing the tension between us and noticing the shy smile on her lips, I felt drawn to her.

Gently, I cupped her face and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, unsure of how she’d respond. But to my surprise, she met my kiss with equal tenderness. We stood there, so close, the world around us fading.

Our lips lingered as if embracing the moment. Her hands found their way into my hair and along my back, pulling me closer. After what seemed like an eternity, we broke the kiss and opened our eyes to meet each other. It had some lust and romantic vibes.

We smiled before pulling each other again, this time more hungrily, for a passionate kiss. Our hands explored each other’s bodies. As we kissed, we swiftly rushed to my car, and before I unlocked the door, I asked her

Me: Should we continue our hot encounter here or somewhere more comfortable?

She kissed me again and whispered on my lips.

Aanya: My apartment is only a 10-minute drive away. Shall we?

I then signalled for her to get in my car and began driving towards her apartment as per her instructions. In less than ten minutes, we entered a massive gated complex and parked the vehicle where she asked me to.

We both entered her apartment, holding her in my arms. I was taken aback by her beautiful decor and said, “It’s a nice and warm place.” I pulled her up on my waist for another uncontrolled kiss.

Our lips were already hurting, but we were in no mood to end the kiss. The kiss turned into lip bites. I held her to my waist and began heading towards what appeared to be a bedroom.

Aanya: You know, you’re a good kisser.

Without breaking the kiss, I muttered on my lips with a big grin.

Me: Yes, I do. I have heard it several times.

When we entered the room, I tossed her on the bed. I made her sit on the edge while I removed my hoodie and threw it on the floor. Aanya followed me, removing her sweater and displaying her black padded bra covering her 34C boobs.

Her round navel is what instantly drew my attention. It made her waist appear flawless.

Me: Awesome shape.

In answer, Aanya could only offer a genuine smile. I took a minute to appreciate the view. I closed in on her and bent on her for another intense kiss. Then, jumping on her and lying on top of her to continue the kiss.

Our muffled screams and moans filled the warm room, and our body heat caused us to sweat. The dim lighting in the room highlighted her toned complexion.

Because of the number of kisses that began in the parking lot, her lips were already swollen. Despite this, I continued biting them before moving to her neck to suck and inhale her lovely scent. I pinned her hands to the top of her head.

The contact on her neck caused her to moan loudly.

Aanya: Ahhh… you’re so hot.

Hearing the comment, I grinned at her soft skin and continued to work towards her cleavage, leaving hickey markings on her light skin. I then slipped my hands beneath her to unhook her bra. She encouraged me by arching her back so that my hands could easily reach them.

I quickly unhooked the bra and liberated her breasts. The dark nipples were hard and pointed at my face.

Me: That’s a lovely gift for me.

Aanya giggled slightly and responded with a loving smile.

Aanya: You can treat them as you want, sweetie.

I stared Aanya in the eyes and carefully slicked the tip of her nipple with my tongue, maintaining eye contact throughout. With one hand, I began gently pinching the other nipple. The intensity of her groans increased with each passing second.

Her sounds were already driving me mad. I then perched on her waist and gently squeezed both of her boobs. I then drew patterns between her boobs and the navel, and the room became hushed at my touch. All I could hear was Aanya’s rapid, uncontrollable breathing.

I then grasped the boobs again and began massaging them thoroughly. The warm and mushy boobs were overflowing in my hands. The warm skin felt great in my palm.

Me: You feel great in my hands, honey.

Aanya kept her eyes and mouth closed the entire time, and I could feel her heartbeats on my palms. I matched the squeeze to the rhythm of her chest. I embraced her soft boobs for a while before claiming them with my mouth.

I put her boobs into my mouth and began sucking them like a baby. The sweat imparted a salty flavour. I went between each boob, taking my time and treating them equally and without bias. Within no time, the fair skin on her chest had matched the color of the hickeys around her neck.

Once I’d had enough of devouring the boobs, I made my way to the navel, kissing all the way there. I then grabbed her by the waist to gain a proper grip. I began kissing her navel in a perfect position, not allowing her to move even an inch.

The tickling sensation caused the moans to be interspersed with little laughter. Her hands gripped my hair, sometimes driving my head deep into her stomach, sometimes attempting to pull me away from it as the tickle intensified. But without giving her an opportunity, I kept eating her navel.

After a few minutes of eating her navel continuously, she lost control. She moved her hands on top of her head, gripping the edge of the bed and grabbing it with a tight grip. It allowed me to release my grip on her waist and reclaim her boobs to play with.

I kissed her navel, mixing it with the licks and slicks. Once I’d had enough of her torso, I climbed up to take her mouth for another intense kiss. I then reached between us and undid her pants with ease.

To which Aanya assisted me by arching her hips to remove her pants. I removed the pant and panty in one go, exposing her oozing wet pussy to the heated surroundings. I softly embraced the wet folds before I unbuttoned my trouser and removed my dick. It was throbbing in my pants.

While my mouth kept her mouth occupied, I positioned my dick at her entrance and carefully pushed it in, spreading her moist pussy with my fingers. As she absorbed me, I could feel the muffled sounds in my mouth.

When she adjusted her body around my dick, there was also a brief pause in between breaths. When I was slowly entering her, it seemed as though time had frozen.

Already, her warmth around my dick was driving me insane and causing me to lose self-control. I would stop at nothing to relieve that feeling.

I made it into Aanya for the first time. It felt fantastic how her pussy adapted to my dick. I had the impression that I was touching every square inch of her interior walls. For a dick, a tight pussy is always paradise.

Her cum was gradually circling my dick. Then, at the same rate that I had entered, I carefully removed my dick from Aanya. I finally released my hold on her lips. As soon as we parted our lips, she gave out a gasp. I quickly inserted my dick inside her once more.

I carried out the procedure multiple times, each time faster and exerting more force. Her groans and gasps filled the room. More calming than any other music was the sound produced by our body touch. I was able to grasp her body perfectly, thanks to her curves. It seemed to be created for me.

It seemed like that moment was built just for me at that precise moment. Her body fits my dick well, as does her pussy. I could feel her pussy slowly contracting around my dick with each push in her. And there it was—her first orgasm of the night.

I could feel her juices draining around my dick. It served as more lubricant and made it easier for me to insert myself faster and harder. Now, the groans had become screams. She encircled my waist with her legs, wanting more of my dick inside of her.

Her fingernails sank deep into my back. Trust me when I say it was heaven. I was smitten by her noises. I took hold of her waist and spun her around so she was lying on her chest as soon as I thought I was getting close.

She was now lying on her face after I grabbed her ass and dragged it in my direction. Furthermore, it was the ideal doggy posture one could desire. The screams became cries as I grabbed her hair.

I pulled her head back and pushed my way back into her pussy. It made her grip the bedsheet firmly with her wrists. I then fucked her in that position for a few more minutes which brought both of us to the edge.

She let me cum inside her right after she came around my dick once more. After that, we both crashed out on her bed, embracing and cuddling one another. My desire for her silky body and delicate skin would never go away.

We wrapped up our ideal weekend in the best possible way after a lot of action that night and body-embracing each other. I couldn’t stop writing to you guys about this experience.

I look forward to our next encounter. I can’t stop yearning for her touch and her flawless physique. It was built perfectly for me.

And with that, we reach the end of this story. I hope you’ve enjoyed the journey as much as I have shared it with you.

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Rahul