Free Curves 'em Right (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (Paranormal Dating Agency Book 4) by Milly Taiden

combed a hand through her hair. She’d just left it loose and could only have it that way while her bitchy boss was gone. Her phone buzzed again.
    It was Blake. She almost hyperventilated when she saw his name pop up on her screen. She’d logged his and Kane’s numbers in from the message Marcos had emailed her in his desperate need to ensure she had backup for his pups. Crap. What if they’d changed their mind and decided they were skipping any time with her and going to find their mate? Screw it, she’d blackmail them if she had to. They were not going to give her fantasies and leave her wanting more. No way in hell. She opened the text message and grinned when she read it.
    You’re the sexiest librarian ever. Are you wearing a skirt?
    She pushed her glasses above her head and glanced around the massive library in hopes of seeing him. She giggled quietly, feeling completely naughty reading his text.
    I sure am.
    She was so bad. It took a moment before another message came through.
    Lift your skirt up . Her eyes stayed stuck on the screen and the second part popped up. Nobody can see under your desk. I want you to touch yourself.
    Was he there? She did another sweep of the room with her gaze but there was no one out of the ordinary that she could see.
    Should she do it?
    Well...It wasn't like there were any cameras. Plus, there was that whole you only live once deal she’d decided on. Of course, getting kicked out of the library for indecent exposure wasn’t her idea of fun. There were still people coming and going. Her heart pounded double-time in her chest. Her co-workers could catch her at any moment.
    The thrill of doing something she wasn't supposed to had her giddy with excitement.
    She lifted her short blue skirt up to her hips, bunching it there. Then she slowly stroked over her panties and bit back a moan. Oh, that felt good. So bad and good at the same time. Her nipples ached. She wanted so badly to reach up and squeeze her tits.
    Her phone buzzed with a new message.
    Push the panties to the side and feel yourself. Slide your fingers over your pussy lips and rub a little circle over your clit. Show me you like it.
    Oh, mother of all things naughty she was in trouble. Her body heated instantly.  There wasn't much she could do but follow his instructions. Was it a bad idea? Absolutely, but this was a fantasy.  One of the many she wanted to make real.
    She did what he asked her to. Stroking her pussy, feeling the wetness from her center drip to drench her panties. Her nipples rubbed against the normally soft cotton of her bra. Right at that moment it felt rough and painful. A new sensation to heighten her desire. Nerves and need turned her muscles tense.
    Blake sent another text. She bit her lip, swallowing back the whimpers riding her throat.
    I love the look on your face when you're touching yourself. Are you thinking of us? Wishing it was one of us touching you?
    Lord, yes! She lifted a trembling hand from gripping her desk and replied a simple yes. Her other hand was busy between her legs.
    Another buzz from Blake.
    Tap at your clit for me. I bet it’ll feel so good.
    She read the message and slapped two fingers on her clit under her desk. She jerked in her seat, still holding on to her desk with her other hand. The light tap set her body on fire. A soft gasp escaped her throat.
    At that point, all she could do was stare, ensuring no one watched.
    Another message.
    Keep doing that beautiful. Your face is flushed and you look gorgeous. I can’t wait to fuck your pussy. I bet you’re so wet. Wet and ready to be fucked hard, aren’t you?
    One of the old men stood to go and she stopped, the air pumping hard in and out of her lungs.  What the hell was she doing? This was the kind of stuff that would get someone fired.
    She didn't care. She couldn't care. Her mind was too far gone. All she could think about was that Blake was in the library watching her. And that thought alone drove her crazy. It pushed