The seventh and transforming time he saw her was at what he hoped would be their secret study spot in the library on Wednesday afternoon. He heard her footsteps coming from around the bookshelf to his right, and he quickly wiped the damp palms of his hands on his pants. She made him incredibly nervous with her mere presence.

She was exquisite. Usagi was wearing a pink skirt with a light pink top, and he thought how much he loved the top. It showed off her creamy skin and huge plump breasts. He was surprised by his visceral reaction when his mouth began to water.

Usagi then sat beside him at the table, setting her bag between them. She leaned over to pull out her laptop, and he swallowed hard. He could see straight down her shirt. Her breasts looked so ripe, and he couldn't make himself tell her she was accidentally giving him a show. He was enjoying it too much.

She managed to pull out her laptop and arrange all her things, including her mouse, notebook, and pens. He then watched as she began to work.

His hand twitched as he reached for his mouse. He didn't understand why she didn't say anything to him. He gave in and said, "I'm glad you found the place again."

She smiled at him. "I was paying attention. I originally wanted to be able to call for help."

"What! Why?" he asked, upset and worried.

She flashed him a dazzling smile and said, "I was joking. Remember I said it looks like a place you take someone to murder them and hide the body?"

"Oh, yeah," he said, calming down. He then watched her get back to studying.

They were quiet for five minutes, and he was going crazy with worry. "Did I do something to upset you?"

She looked into his eyes when she said, "No, not at all. Why?"

"You got here and didn't say anything. I just wondered…" he trailed off, not knowing what to say.

Usagi gave him a gentle smile. "You invited me to study with you. I'm trying to respect you and your time. You said –study, not chat. I didn't want you to regret inviting me to be here with you."

"Oh," he breathed out in relief. He couldn't help himself. "We could talk a little. How is your composition class going?"

They chatted about their day, and then, after twenty minutes, Usagi blushed, noticing the time. "Sorry. We should study. This is what I was worried about. I'm taking up your time."

"I told you before. I don't lose track of time. I know how long it's been. It was actually only nineteen minutes," he said, smiling at her encouragingly. "I enjoy talking to you."

She blushed and looked down at her keyboard. "I like it too."

An hour and forty-three minutes later, his eyes drifted to her breasts, and honestly, he was impressed with the self-control that he had exercised for that long. Looking down at her he loved being so tall. He had a fantastic view. His hand came up, and the back of his fingers ghosted down her arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake. He loved the sigh from her that accompanied it.

She looked up at him and blushed, staring at him. He was drawn to her. He trailed his hand down her arm again, this time with more contact. He loved the deep rise and fall of her chest. It was thrilling.

She licked her lower lip, and he was lost. Mamoru leaned down and kissed her tenderly on the lips. He meant for it to be short, but his body had a different idea. He deepened the kiss, thrusting his tongue into her sweet mouth. When she fervently met his kiss, he moaned.

And there they were in a secret corner of the library, locked in a passionate kiss that neither wanted to stop. Her fingers went to his hair, and his hands went to her back, pulling her closer. When he felt her soft breast press against his chest, his kisses grew more frantic.

His lungs soon screamed for oxygen. He pulled back reluctantly, and they were both panting hard. He cupped her cheek and tipped her head up to look at him. "Tell me. Tell me you enjoyed that ."

"Yes," she breathed huskily. "And I want to do that again."

He smiled at her and gently caressed her neck. "Good. I want to do that again, too."

"Then it's good that we're hidden in the library." She then said, "Scoot your chair back." He obeyed.

His eyes popped wide when she straddled his lap. "Is this acceptable?" she asked.

"Very. Yes. It... Yes." he clamped his mouth shut. His words weren't working. He figured that was because all the blood from his head was now in his cock.

"Do you like my shirt? It's new," she asked mischievously.

He looked down and groaned. "I love your shirt." He had a spectacular view of her full breasts again.

He reached up and grabbed one plumb breast. "I think I remember it being pink. I've only been noticing your boobs."

"Good. That was the point of this shirt."

His other hand came up and grabbed her other breast, too. "They feel even better than they look."

Usagi rocked her core against his cock. "I wasn't kidding at the party. I want you."

As she rocked against his cock again, he said, "I want you too."

"Why?"

"You see me. The real me. And you still like me. You're kind and funny and so incredibly interesting. And for the first time in my life, I want to try to get to know a woman and date her. You have my full interest and make me want to become a man you could be with."

She blinked at him. "I… I thought you wanted my body."

He massaged her breasts. "I want that too. Why? Do you only want sex?"

"No! Gosh, no, although," she rocked against his cock again. "I want sex also."

He blushed. "We should go to my place. Yours has… "

She laughed. "My brother. Yeah. Your place is better."

"I need condoms –so many condoms." He kissed her hard on the lips. "Be my girlfriend?"

"Yes."

As Usagi waited in his sports car, he bought condoms. The guy behind the cash register looked out the window at her and said, "Nice." Mamoru just smirked.

He got back in the car, and instantly, his mouth was hot and heavy on hers. He kissed her passionately, then sat back and put on his seatbelt. Next, he sped home.

On the way up to his apartment, there wasn't any awkward silence—just covert touches when they were around others and intimate touches when no one could see.

When they arrived, he pressed her against the wall in his apartment, and she dropped her school bag. He was devouring her with his mouth, and his hands were on her breasts. He ground his cock against her core and loved how pleasure zinged through his whole body.

He pulled back from the kiss; her lips looked well kissed, and he could see the burning desire in her eyes. It made him burn even hotter for her.

With his body pressed against hers and his hands on her breasts, he said, "The first time I met you, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I felt truly seen."

He kissed along her jawline, and she moaned. "You're amazing," he whispered.

She looked up at him with wide, venerable eyes. "I'm overwhelmed that it's me you want."

He breathed in her sweet scent. "I feel the same way, Usagi – no Usako."

She blushed. "Mamo-chan, your hands… Please keep playing with my boobs. It feels amazing."

"Yes, they do." He reached both hands up her shirt, and she raised her arms, and he peeled her shirt off. "White lace. Are you trying to kill me?" He gave her a heated smile. He brushed his thumbs over her pebbled nipples, and she gasped. "Like that?"

"Yes!"

"Is it true what I heard? That you're the girl no man can touch?"

"Obviously, not anymore. But I was. You're the first man to touch me. Is… is that okay?"

He ground his cock against her core slowly. "I'm a virgin. I don't want to worry about how I measure up, and honestly, the idea that I'm the first you allowed to touch you. That you found me worthy. It's doing things to my head."

He nibbled her ear. "I'm going to study and learn your body, turn-ons, special erogenous spots, and kinks. I will work so hard to please you."

"Mamo-chan. I'm so wet for you." She blushed red, but she pushed on. "I love it when you talk like this."

"Thank you, Usako. Thank you for already telling me how to please you."

"Th-this is further than we both have probably ever gone, but can you take me further? You did buy condoms."

"Should I be ashamed I haven't taken you out on a date?" he asked, concerned. "I don't want to be a jerk."

"We're counting two study dates." She moaned, and he flicked her nipples. "I learned more about you than most people do on ten dates."

He nodded and swallowed hard. "Okay. Yeah. I'm trying to get my head around the idea of having my wildest dream come true. I'm too used to disappointment in my life. And now… Now I'm about to realize why. I feel it was all because no man should be so lucky to get you utterly and completely. It's like I had all that bad luck so I could store up a life's worth of good luck—all to be able to have you."

A tear tracked slowly down her cheek. "I'm not that special, but you make me feel so important."

He scoffed. "You don't know how amazing you are. I do. And I will treat you that way for the rest of my life. You'll learn to see yourself through my eyes."

He pulled back and laced their fingers together. "Leave your shirt there, and let me bring you to bed. I want to experience the bliss of being wrapped up and lost inside of you."

She happily followed him through his expensive, depressing apartment. There was nothing personal anywhere. It hurt her for him. She paused, and he looked back at her. "What?" he asked.

She cocked her head. "Where are your personal items?"

"Usako, I grew up in an orphanage. Nothing was personal. With things I bought, this place is the most personal place I have ever lived." He caresses her cheek. "Help me. I want a place that feels warm. I had nothing that made me want a home until I met you."

She pulled off her skirt and was now in her matching bra and pantie set. She tossed her skirt on the back of the couch. "Now it looks more lived-in. I'll help you with the photos tomorrow. Some will be for your private viewing, though."

He breathed heavily, aroused by her sexy body and her white lace panties and bra. The promise of sexy photos just increased the sexual tension running through his veins. "Private pictures?!" he asked in a strangled moan.

Usagi loved how wild he looked for her, and she said, "I believe your phone is in your back pocket."

"It is," he agreed quickly.

She arched her back a bit and pressed up her breasts. "You can take a picture of me now if you'd like."

He pulled out his phone and shook his head as if to clear it. "I feel like I can't get any blood flow to my brain."

Usagi was feeling sexy and powerful. The great Mamoru looked completely wrecked over her. Never in her wildest dreams did she think that would happen. Feeling reckless and like she wanted to excite him even further, she reached over and rubbed his straining erection through his pants. Coyly, she said, "That's because so much blood is needed down here. You're so big," she praised.

Mamoru grabbed her wrist with his empty hand and snatched her hand away roughly. "Keep that up, and I will go off before the main event."

She stepped back and struck a seductive pose, "Take your picture so we can get to the real fun then."

He snapped a few photos of her and then pulled them up on his phone. Smiling down at the pictures, he said, "You're so sexy and stunning. I can't believe you're mine."

Usagi popped up by his shoulder and peaked at the photos. "Can I send you nudes, too?" She asked, trying to sound innocent.

Dropping his phone on the plush carpet, he spun and looked at her. "We should probably make sure I'm home alone when you do."

"So you can masturbate?" She asked cheekily.

He swallowed hard and said, "I meant so no one else sees them…."

Noticing that he trailed off, she said, "But that too?"

Mamoru nodded. "That too."

She cocked her head playfully and said, "Will you send me pictures too?"

He raked his fingers through his hair in desperation, and he nodded. "Yes. Anything you ask."

"Anything?" She asked sweetly as she rubbed her hands over his chest.

He stared down into her eyes and said, "Yes, absolutely anything."

Usagi pressed her body up against his and kissed his neck. "Can I stay over tonight?"

"I…" he hesitated and said, "Your brother will wonder where you are. He's my best friend."

She rolled her eyes playfully at him and said, "He'll lie to our father for me. Don't worry."

"I'm worried he will hate me for what I'm going to do with his little sister!" He said in exasperation.

"Will that stop you?" She asked.

Mamoru shook his head and wrapped his arms around her. "No. Not even a little."

"That's good, but Motoki won't be angry with you. He wants us together. He helped me buy you that coffee you tried to reject."

"Let's take that in two parts. First, I felt rejected, Usako. I loved spending those hours with you, and then you got me a present as a thank you. For me, the gift was spending time with you. I didn't want you to take that away from me."

She laid her head on his chest while he was talking and traced his collarbone with the tips of her fingers. When he stopped, she said, "I'm sorry I misunderstood. I had wanted to get you something because I didn't feel worthy of all that time you spent on me. My paper was a mess, and you didn't embarrass me about it, and then you helped me fix it."

"I understand that," he said. "I just wanted you to understand my side, too."

"Your side is sweet, and if I had known that, I wouldn't have tortured myself believing that my feelings were unrequited."

"I was feeling the same way," he said, then kissed the top of her head. "The second part of what you said concerns your brother. He told me he wants us to date, but that doesn't mean he will be okay with this." As he said the last part, he reached down and grabbed her ass.

"He's shockingly okay with this, Mamoru. When we went shopping for that coffee, he told me he would hide my living arrangements from our dad if I moved here. He's apparently more of a man's man than a protective brother," she teased.

He shook his head and said, "Okay. I'm going to be glad I'm not losing a friend over this, but let's move on from talking about your brother."

"Oh, thank goodness!" She said in a rush. "I was hoping to move on to more touching."

Mamoru shifted his hands and pushed them underneath her underwear, grabbing her butt and gripping her firm backside. He liked his height advantage because he was able to see over her shoulder, and he could watch as his hand gripped her tight ass. He then pressed her to him, rubbing his cock against her.

Usagi reached up, hooked her arms around his neck, jumped up, wrapped her legs around his waist, and was impressed that he had caught her perfectly. His hands were still holding her ass.

Glad that he worked out, Mamoru pivoted and made his way to the bedroom. Once he was there, he wrapped his arms around her and laid her down gently, crawling on the bed with her and covering her body with his.

He couldn't believe how good it felt to lie on top of her in his bed. She was soft and curved in all the right places, and the best part was that she was his. "Usako," he whispered. "I realize I never answered you. Please stay the night?"

She smiled softly at him, pleased that he asked. "I would love that." She then reached down and plucked his phone out of his back pocket. "Before we get distracted, text my brother that I won't be home tonight."

He did just that, ignoring how awkward it felt to him. He cared more about her being able to stay than his own embarrassment level. "Done," he said, tossing his phone to the floor and then grabbing her breasts.

Usagi arched her back so she could reach behind and undo her bra. Mamoru's hands then released her as she tossed it next to his phone. His hands then went back to her bare breasts and massaged them. Eyes locked on her breasts, he said, "I can't believe I get to see your tits."

"You like them?" she asked playfully.

Eyes burning with desire, he said, "You have no idea what they do to me." He then bent down and sucked a nipple into his mouth as he played with her breasts. The moans and whispered words of ecstasy that slipped out of Usagi's mouth thrilled him.

Mamoru shifted slightly to give Usagi room as she worked to remove her panties, and once she had them tossed near her bra and his phone, he released her breasts. His next move, which felt to him like it was out of wild desperation, was to press her legs open wide and bury his face between her thighs.

"Yes!" she screamed out in pleasure as he pressed his face between her legs, tongue on her clit and shaking his head, rubbing her pussy with his face. The sight of him between her legs with his face in her private area drove her wild, and the feeling from the sexual stimulation pushed her even further to feeling crazed.

Clutching his hair and pressing him to her pussy she rubbed against him as she watched him devour her pussy. The lewd slurping noises made the whole experience even better.

Usagi orgasmed, feeling like she was launched over a cliff into outer space. She collapsed bonelessly on the bed, feeling like she was a giant puddle of pleasure and sexual release.

Mamoru wiped his face and admitted, "You have no idea how cocky I feel right now after getting you to scream like that. I should probably be embarrassed over my reaction."

Scoffing in response, Usagi said, "I can't feel my limbs right now. Somehow I doubt you're cocky enough. That was earth-shaking."

"No. You really don't know just how much that inflated my ego," he amended.

Usagi sat up and began unbuttoning his shirt. She undid the buttons and said, "Feel free to stoke your ego anytime. I loved you eating me out."

He helped her remove his shirt, then stood up and removed his pants and boxers. Once he was naked, he was pleased to see that she seemed very interested in his engorged cock.

"If I suck your cock are you going to be able to have sex?" She asked, licking her lips.

He shrugged and said, "No idea. I don't know the limits of my stamina." He then climbed on the bed, having pulled a condom from his back pocket, and pressed her down. "Let's leave that experiment for later. For now, I'd like to go for the guaranteed ability to…" He ripped open the condom package, rolled it on, and then guided his cock into her, breaking her barrier. "To have you."

Usagi arched her back and moaned as he entered her. She felt her barrier tear and saw him looking down at their joined bodies. "Thank you."

She cupped his cheek and watched him begin to thrust into her slowly. "Thank you, Mano-chan. I'm your first, too."

He looked into her eyes and said, "I love you."

"I love you too," she whispered back.

They then spent the night making passionate love to each other.