After taking several moments to calm herself, Silmaria gathered the long tumble of her dark curls with her hands and bound it up in a knot atop her he...d, securing it with a leather thong. She set to work. Her graceful hands brushed over the many books, dusting the leather bound spines and wiping down the covers. Shelf by shelf she went, moving the volumes into place and arranging and organizing as she had so often done. It was tedious, repetitive work, and she gladly lost herself in the. Taking a deep breath, she slid towards the light, keeping her bruised and bleeding back against the dark wood, ignoring the pain. In spite of the chill air, beads of sweat covered her skin, trickling down her skin. Her heart thudded in her chest as she slowly approached the thin line of light that spilled out from under a door. Stopping at the frame, her listened intently, petrified in case the door opened, and 'she' came out. Hearing nothing, she moved, and leant against the door, pushing it. I know you know it and it kills me to see you with the other guy. And it kills me even more to think about you guys doing each other every night, and talking about me which I am sure you do a lot,” I said. “Tell me you don’t!”“Okay, we do talk about you sometimes, that’s true. But not as often as you might think, and never do we talk smack about you. Honestly,” she said. I was nodding.“Hmm,” I said.“Really, Julian, I am not snowing you, really. Frankly, I wouldn’t dare, not anymore.. You move your hand onto the crotch of my pants, I can feel you tracing the outline of my throbbing member inside. I loosen my belt and undo my pants to expose my hard cock. You rub your hand over it, cupping my balls and circling and tickling the head of my cock with your fingers. You grip my shaft tight as I draw in a deep breath from the pleasure. You start rubbing your hand up and down my cock, kissing me faster and harder.As I lie you back on the blanket, pressing hard against your side we.