‘Arno and I love books, and we’re always getting lost together in in libraries and bookshops, tempted by all the knowledge that surrounds us. But one hot summer, we’re faced with a different sort of temptation as we find ourselves the only two people in the library, the librarian snoring peacefully away. I exchange glances with Arno and silently slide the dress off my shoulders; he complies, smirking as he hitches up my skirts, and pins me against the bookshelves, muffling my moans with a kiss.’

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