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My chest rises and falls, my insides turning as I think about what he’s going to do. I say nothing to him, just lift my ass from the seat long enough to slide my underwear off.
I hand it to him, and his nostrils flare as he takes it and stuffs them down his pants. My jaw drop open but I have no chance to do anything else.
I grab his wrist, attempting to stop him, but he’s big, his fingers long and flexible. They reach under my dress and I cover my mouth when he spreads my lips open with his
fingers.
I’m relieved, ashamedly so, because I’ve been aching for his touch all night.
He presses the pad of his fingers against my clit. He circles it and I shut my eyes, letting that wave of pleasure run through me until I feel it at the base of my neck.
The screen flashes in front of us, the movie continuing into an action scene.
I turn to face Aiden, who’s watching me with a smirk on his face.
“You’re going to miss the movie,” I stutter when he circles my clit again.
“Don’t worry about me, baby, I like my
view.”
I tighten my hold on his wrist and he clenches his jaw.
“Spread them wider, baby.”
Shame builds up inside me, and I hate that it turns me on more. I adjust my dress and bring my heels up to the seat, spreading until one of my legs falls on the armrest and the
other on his thigh.
His hand slips in further, and he grins when he finds the wetness at my entrance. He hisses. “So wet, baby.”
“I’ve been wet all night,” I whisper, knowing it will drive him insane.
He slips a finger inside me in response.
I try to control my panting and I turn my attention to the movie, extra hyper aware that
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Aiden is still watching me from my periphery.
I wonder if he chose the movies as our first date so he could paw at me. Part of me feels like that should be offensive, but the way he is making my body light up right now makes
me not give a flying fuck.
My legs tremble. He slips another finger inside me and I greedily take it.
“You’re greedy little pussy is hungry for more isn’t it?”
I nod, my mouth dry. My eyes shift to him, lowering to his lap where his erection is pushing at the seam of his pants.
“It wants my cock?”
I nod.
He rubs his palm against my clit and I have to stop myself from crying. “Say it.”
“It wants your cock.”
He stills his hand. “What wants my cock?”
“My pussy.”
“I want to hear it all,” He grunts.
“My pussy wants your cock.”
He moves faster this time, thrusting his fingers in and out of me as his palm presses into my clit. The friction is glorious, building up the energy that burns between my legs.
It spreads through me, to my toes, to my head. I swim in the pleasure, my body turning languid even as my legs begin to tremble.
“Aiden.”
“That’s it baby, take it, it’s yours.”
“Aiden,” I grab his wrist, my body tensing. Heat spreads through me and I feel my pussy convulse around his fingers. He keeps moving his palm into me and lets me ride out the
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pleasure until it disappears completely and only a slight buzz remains.
1 turn to him, taking in his parted lips and hooded eyes. He slips his hand from my dress, kissing me, his tongue languid and free in my mouth.
He kisses differently than Jake.
Differently than Zaid.
His kiss is carefree, soft, like he’s kissing me to know me and not to take from me.
It makes my stomach twist and my brain spin.
He sits back in his seat, and turns to watch the movie as if nothing happened, as if he didn’t just makes me cum on his hand.
I watch him in shock, watch him long enough to see him slip his fingers into his mouth and suck my juices from his skin.
