The first thing he saw was a pair of strong legs. Then, black pumps, with a strap across the top of her feet. Then the owner of those gorgeous legs stepped inside, and he dropped the paper in his hand.

Holy sex of his fantasies.

He raked his eyes up and down, not even sure where to stop or where to linger because the whole package was a dream. Bare legs, black pencil skirt, tight as sin, her gorgeous brown hair pinned up on her head. Then there were the glasses.

Sexy cat’s eye glasses.

Peering over the top of them seductively, she shrugged off the black belted jacket she wore, tossing it on the purple couch. She had on a white blouse, unbuttoned to her cleavage. In her hand, she held a library book. She thumped it against her palm and gave him a stern look as she shut the door. “I believe you have some overdue library books, Mr. Library Patron.”

“Is that so? What sort of fines am I looking at?” He licked his lips, never once taking his eyes off the stunning woman who owned this moment as she walked across the carpet in his office as if she'd been designed for this kind of play. She made her way to his desk, and hopped up on the corner of it.

“You could be looking at some hard time,” she said, her eyes twinkling with naughtiness, her voice laced with innuendo. God, her mouth looked superb as she said hard. Her perfect red lips were so fuckable.

His gaze dropped to his hard-on, tenting his pants. Her eyes followed his. “Very hard time,” she added, as she crossed those legs that he wanted to lick from her ankles all the way up. He could spend all day between her legs.

“Would you like to collect that overdue fine?”

“I might,” she said, leaving the book on his desk, then removing something from the breast pocket of her blouse. Lipstick. She opened the tube, and slicked some across her lips, turning them redder. He hissed in a breath at the sight in front of him. Michelle. Perched on his desk. Applying lipstick. He wanted to pin her down and ravage his sexy librarian.

But he knew how to read women. And he knew this woman was running the show right now. This was her surprise for him, and hell if he was going to do a damn thing right now but take whatever she wanted to give. He only hoped she’d be giving it to him soon, because all the blood in his body had rushed to one organ. His cock throbbed.

She tucked the lipstick between her breasts, and he groaned.

“I’m jealous of your lipstick,” he said, his eyes straying longingly to her shirt. “Why don’t you unbutton that shirt a bit and let me see your tits?”

“You should be very jealous of my lipstick,” she said, raising one hand to deftly undo a few buttons, exposing the swell of her full breasts.