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My cock twitches, knowing I’ll soon make that desire a reality. Until then, her pleasure alone has to be enough. I push upward until she’s practically sitting on my fingers, her body riding up and down against the seat. “Rome,” she pants, just as Gage comes back down the aisle. This time, I don't stop. I know she wants me to. She’s worried Gage will see. She’s worried about what happens next. How her body will react as she comes around my fingers.
Gage finds his seat and Elodie stares straight ahead at the screen as her walls clench and I force more pressure. Gage shoots a look in our direction, but I just smile and nod. He looks at Elodie and she plasters her eyes on the screen, trying to remain motionless. But the second he looks away, my fingers fuck her harder.
“Rome,” she says again, breathlessly. But this time, she doesn't dig her nails into my hand to stop me. This time, she adjusts my hand as she sinks down on it, and I watch, shocked and mesmerized all at once. Elodie thrives off of being in control, and normally I want to strip that from her. But dammit. Seeing her take control of her pleasure right now is hotter than sin itself.
Her legs spread wider and she rolls her hips as her head rests back against the seat. Her eyes pinch closed and her mouth falls open.
A rush of adrenaline courses through me when I feel her clench my fingers. Her body tenses up and she cries out, “Rome!”
Gage shoots upward in his seat, and Elodie’s eyes pop open, landing on him.
I slowly slide my fingers out of her even as her cunt begs to milk my hand for all it’s worth. My work here is done.
My hand moves to her thigh, dragging proof of her orgasm as I stroke her sensitive skin.
“Is everything all right?” Gage asks, and I chuckle. The guy is such a fucking moron. I just gave his date an orgasm and he allowed it.
Pulling my hand away from Elodie, I snatch the popcorn bucket and reach in with her juices still coating my fingers. I grab out a handful, then pass it across Elodie to Gage. “You should try it. This is some good shit.”
Elodie gasps, realizing what I’ve done, as Gage ignores me completely.
I shrug, scooping up more for myself.
Holding eye contact with my stepsister, I toss the popcorn in my mouth, then proceed to lick my sweet and salty fingers.
CHAPTER 20
ELODIE
“Why are you still here?” I grit out at Rome, who is walking on my left side, while Gage is on my right. We exit the theater, stepping into the dark night, and I stop before heading into the parking lot.
“You can go now,” I tell him, knowing damn well he’s not going to listen. Rome does what he wants, when he wants. And somehow, he always gets away with it.
“Actually,” Rome begins, his eyes on Gage as he speaks to me. “My dad texted a couple minutes ago and asked that Elodie and I meet the family at Big John’s Pizza for dinner.”
He’s such a fucking liar!
“Oh,” Gage says. “I thought maybe we could spend a little more time together.”
Rome grabs my hand, pulling me toward the direction of his car. “You thought wrong. G’night, Gage.”
“Remember what I said, Cromwell,” Gage hollers as Rome drags me away.
“What does that mean?” I ask Rome, unsure of what Gage meant.
“It means he’s a fucking dead man. That’s what it means. Now, let’s go.” The way Rome looks at Gage makes me feel like he isn’t joking. However, that thought fades as fast as it comes while Rome continues to haul me toward the car.
“Are you serious right now?” I pull and bend and twist, trying to break free, but it’s pointless because Rome isn’t letting me go for anything. “Screw this! I’m not leaving with you!”
“Sure you are. Now quit fighting me.” His eyes darken while his grip tightens, but I’m not his obedient little toy tonight. I can’t believe he did this. It’s fucked up and totally unforgivable.
We stop at the passenger side of his car and he pulls the door open for me. “Get in.”
“No!” I jerk my hand again and he finally lets me free. Glaring at him, I hold my ground, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Get in the damn car, Freckles.” He tries to crowd my space, but Rome no longer intimidates me. If he really wanted to destroy me, he would have done it by now. My face flushes red just thinking about what he did in that theater.
“Get away from me!” I shove his chest, my eyes down because I can’t look at Rome right now, or anyone for that matter. I have never been so humiliated in my life. Tears prick the corners of my eyes. “How could you do that to me?”
