Free Study Partner by Rebecca Leigh Page A

the torts final.
    “I think there’s a private study room free. Let’s go.”
    Carla watched Edward as he walked down the hall. His tight blue jeans shifted and creased over his taut butt with each step he took. Before she knew it, her mind was flung into one of her fantasies where she was grabbing his ass and pulling his naked cock into her pussy.
    “Carla?” He was standing in front of the door to the study room, staring at her questioningly. “You sure you’re all right?”
    “Yes. Sorry. Just tired, I guess.” Tired of not being able to kiss you, touch you, lick you all over your hard body .
    “Maybe you should call it a night. We can study tomorrow.”
    “No, I’ll be fine. Besides, there’s not enough time before the test to take a night off. Let’s hit it.”
    The study room was located in the far back corner of the library’s third floor. It was set apart from the other rooms and individual carrels by several high stacks of casebooks and a couple of unused offices. It also had a screen that could be pulled down over the little window on the door for privacy. When he shut the door, Edward pulled the screen. He also locked the door, ensuring that their studying would not be disturbed.
    The room was only big enough to hold a tiny wooden table and three chairs. Edward sat in the chair right next to Carla. His proximity caused her sex to moisten.
    When he opened his book, his arm brushed gently against hers. Edward’s touch was like cold fire, burning her skin. Her body reacted instantly to the feel of his smooth, well-toned forearm. She trembled.
    “Are you cold?” He reached over and put his arm around her.
    What the hell was he doing? There was no way Carla could concentrate on contracts now. The words on the page in front of her danced then blurred. All she could think about was the heat generated by his skin against hers. And the way his hand rested gently on her shoulder. She trembled again.
    “Here let me warm you up. They keep the air so damn cold in this library.” He rubbed his hand up and down her arm. It was an action meant to warm her, but all it did was make the butterflies in her stomach do somersaults. Even though she wasn’t cold, goose flesh pricked her skin at his touch.
    “I’m okay, Edward.” She meant for her voice to sound thankful for his friendly gesture. Instead, it came out husky, filled with need.
    As soon as his name left her lips, he looked at her. At first, she thought she might be going insane because the look in his eyes mirrored the way she felt. Lust bubbled in the dark pools.
    He moved his arm off her shoulder and used both hands to take off her glasses. “Do you mind? You have beautiful eyes. I’ve never seen the ocean off the coast of Bermuda, but sometimes I think your eyes must be the same color.”
    For a moment, Carla thought she might start hyperventilating. Was Edward actually coming on to her?
    “Edward . . .” She hesitated. She didn’t want to tell him to stop, but she wasn’t sure what he was doing. He’d never shown the slightest inkling that he’d wanted anything more from her than a study buddy. But now he was moving his lips over her forehead and down her cheek. His breath was sweet and hot and threatened to consume her with a passionate fire.
    “Carla.” She never knew the sound of her own name could be so sexy. He brushed his lips over hers.
    That was it. She couldn’t control herself any longer. Every move Edward made, every touch, every caress induced her to abandoned her inhibitions. Her study partner was inviting her to be much more. She took the invitation.
    She reached her arms around his neck, entwined her fingers into his hair, and arched her body to his. They kissed, igniting electric sparks in her sex. His tongue flicked and searched, seeking to possess every inch of her mouth. As they kissed, she lifted herself off the chair and sat on Edward’s lap, curling her legs around his waist.
    She felt his hand drift down her sides