He saw her head towards the study tables right by the windows, he was a frequent visitor of the library and even he didn’t usually go this far in. He hung back and she picked a table under the largest window, golden light streaming down. She dumped her bag down and got out her quill and a few books. She sat down and started making notes, looking between an open book and her parchment; the model of the perfect student but as he watched her eyes lifted from the page and she stared off into space, a half smile on her face. Gods she really was beautiful. He still couldn’t quite believe she’d let him do what he did to her. The way she had demanded she was ready for him, already leaning over the desk with her skirt up...and right on cue his cock throbbed in his trousers, he’d have to sit down before it became unmanageable. 