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“Rome!” Elodie snaps. “Why are you here?”
“Shhh.” I nod toward the big screen. “Movie’s about to start. The beginning is the most important part.”
Elodie and Gage exchange a few whispers and when he puts his hand on her leg as they talk, I reach over and peel his filthy fingers off her. “Yeah. That’s not happening.” I toss his hand back into his own lap.
“Dude,” Gage growls, throwing his hands in the air. “Why the fuck are you even here?”
A couple people from a few rows in front of us turn their heads, scowling, before returning to the movie.
I don’t humor Gage with a response because his thoughts on this situation don’t matter to me one bit. This is about Elodie.
“You are unbelievable,” Elodie grits out. “Do you have any idea how embarrassing this is?”
Gage stands up and his seat flips back. Reaching out to Elodie, he says, “Let’s just go somewhere else. We can watch a movie at my place.”
I laugh humorously as I stand up, too. Over my dead fucking body.
Leaning down, my lips brush Elodie’s ear. “Don’t forget, I own you.”
She turns her head slowly, the anger on her face replaced with fear in her eyes. “Don’t do this,” she says softly so that only I can hear.
“You’ve given me no choice.”
I sit back down and pop a handful of popcorn in my mouth, my eyes trained on the opening credits on the screen.
When I hear Elodie tell Gage that it's fine and she’d like to stay and watch the movie, I smile. Power is a beautiful thing.
“Rome!” she whispers my name again, searching for a way out of this very uncomfortable position I’ve put her in.
After a minute of staring at me like I’m an alien invading her space, Elodie sinks back into her seat with her arms crossed over her chest. Every so often, a heavy sigh escapes her lips, reminding me that she’s pissed.
I keep looking at the screen, but I’m not watching the movie at all. Even when it’s halfway through and everyone in the theater gasps, except for the three of us, I’m still not interested.
I’m not even sure why Gage is tolerating this and staying here. He either really likes her, or his mind is set on hooking up with her after.
When I glance over at Elodie, just to make sure they’re both keeping their hands to themselves, she turns away quickly.
I wonder how she would have reacted if Gage had crept his hand up her leg in this dark theater. Would she push him away, or would she allow him to go as far as he wanted? I wonder how she’d react if I did.
Curious, I stretch my arm out and rest my hand on her upper thigh. Elodie clears her throat and shifts nervously before grabbing my hand and setting it on the armrest.
I smile. Then I try again, this time taking her hand in mine and squeezing it to show her I’m the one in control here.
She squeezes back harder until my bones are grinding together. It’s a reaction I like because it shows how tough she can be. Not that the black eye Gage is sporting isn’t proof enough. I hope she’ll use that feistiness if he comes on to her again. That is, if I don’t get to him first.
Wiggling my fingers free from hers, I put my hand back on her leg, and this time when she tries to pry it off, I squeeze her thigh, relishing the way her meaty flesh separates my fingers.
Fuck. Something about this girl drives me wild and I hate it. She sucks in a sharp breath and that sound alone does things to me.
Placing the popcorn bucket in her lap to hide my hand, I watch as she carefully balances it on her other leg.
She’s my damn stepsister. I shouldn’t be caressing her leg like this, teasing and moving her skirt up inch by inch as my fingers splay across her flesh.
I definitely shouldn’t be ghosting my fingers over her center, only to find her panties damp from arousal.
And I have no business pulling those panties to the side, just to feel the way her arousal coats my skin in an instant.
My nostrils flare when I realize her legs are shaking. But she doesn’t close them. In fact, when I tilt my wrist up so I have a better angle to circle her clit, she widens the gap to give me better access.
