Unable to control myself, I squirmed against him and tried to connect my body against his as many times as I could. My tongue began to flick against his palm and I moaned a little at the feel of his skin against my mouth.
Using my fingers to gently tug on them, Quinn was the one now who let out a groan as he reached out to pull me closer. I melted against him, letting him take over as he deepened our kiss and plunged his hands into my hair.
His fingers began to clench as he grabbed fistfuls and rhythmically began to pull on it as his own arousal grew. I lowered my hands to the top of his jeans, pushing against the hardness I found there and with a growl, Quinn lifted me completely off the floor, wrapped my legs around his waist and with a few short steps had me pressed up against the library wall...."