“Good. You can finish coloring the pictures for my place with all the fancy stuff you got.”
We walked into an empty theater and climbed the stairs to the projection room, where she noted that everything looked normal, then moved on to the next one. “I did keep up with everything.” I defended myself. She eyed me over her clipboard but didn’t say anything. I could hear her thoughts.
Sure, Sloth.
“How was everything else. Any issues?” she asked. I knew she was asking about Aleida.
“No.” I lied. “Everything was pretty quiet. I’m glad you took your time off in the middle of the week.”
“There’s no way Arsenio would have been cool with me leaving you guys for a weekend without having someone to help cover.” She laughed.
When we reached the last check, I grabbed her and took her clipboard. I set it down and pulled her into my arms. I kissed her deeply. I needed her lips. I craved her body, her everything.Just—her.“I missed you,” I murmured.
She moved away first, much to my disappointment. She smiled up at me softly, and it just about crushed me. “I missed you too. You want to come over in the morning?”
I nodded, and we left the room. We caught Aleida in the hallway. She glared at me, and of course, Scout noticed. Aleida was obvious in her feelings for me. I couldn’t do much about it at this point.
“We should leave here,” I said when we were back in my office. I had my feet up on my desk on one side, and Scout was doing the same on the direct opposite. “Just go somewhere without all the bullshit.”
“Is this job too much for you?” She smirked. She was focused on coloring one of her Tarot pictures and wasn’t really paying attention to what I said.
“Yeah. Maybe. It’s crowded. I’ve never been one to stay in any place for long.”
“And you expect me to uproot my life to join you?” She looked up and raised an eyebrow. I blinked.
“I mean, no. But—” I stammered, and she began to laugh.
“Calm down. I’m just messing with you. Traveling’s fun, but I won’t be able to do that when I’m at school.” She pointed out. I nodded and sighed. Fair enough.
The desire to be near her was strong. Every time she got up, so did I. I followed her around as if I was scared to be alone. I kind of was. Alone time meant there was a chance Aleida would ambush me.
Una was cleaning the bathrooms, so Scout went to get a movie started. I joined her, and as soon as the trailers started and the speakers began blasting the sounds loud enough to deafen kids, I grabbed her. She squealed as I spun her around and tried again to make my move. This time her body softened in my arms.
“Remember the first time we did this,” I asked, keeping my voice low. She grinned, her fangs looking quite cute, peeking out.
“Vaguely. I had lost my underwear.”
I nodded. “Yeah, and I was the lucky one to find them.” I let her stand up straight and was just about to exit the projection booth with her when I saw the door open a crack. I didn’t have to squint to see Aleida standing there, watching us. I cleared my throat to tell her I saw her, but she didn’t move. Did she want to see us like this?
I reached for Scout and spun her back, facing away from the door. I squeezed her ass tight and hiked her skirt up, showing her thong to Aleida. I kissed Scout, not taking my eyes off the woman just outside the door.
Scout let out a soft moan, and I leaned into it, opened my mouth, and our tongues lazily met. I closed my eyes then and focused on the woman in my arms rather than the one watching.
My hands went up past her thighs and up her shirt. I cupped her bra. It was thin and lacy. Her nipples were already hard from the cold air of the theater. I pinched them lightly, and she leaned into me.
Scout’s hand went to my pants. I was rock hard, but the shock of her hand on me caused me to return to reality. This was fucked up. I couldn’t let Scout be exposed like that just for my—my what? Enjoyment? Petty revenge?
I stepped away and cleared my throat loudly. I glanced over and saw Aleida’s head disappear, and I looked back at Scout. She was confused but smiled at me, nonetheless.
I took her hand and led her out of the dark theater, taking her straight past concessions and right into my office. I shut and locked the door.
“Sorry, I just felt—exposed.” I put my hands on my hips and then motioned her to turn around. She giggled, which made my cock jump.
“Get in front of the desk and bend over. I want to fuck you against it.” I told her. She blinked but did as told. Ass up in the air, I pulled her skirt up and slapped her right cheek. She jumped, but as I hadn’t done it hard, she let me continue. I paced around the room, not entirely sure what I was doing but enjoying the thrill of her compliance.
“Spread your legs. I want to see every little bit of you.”
She slowly stretched her legs out. I started at her feet and went slow, taking in every tattooed inch of her. The ink mixed with her lightly tanned skin, God, she was fucking stunning. I went over to her and pressed my cock against her ass. I reached for the black lace thong and slid it down her ass, taking it all the way down to her ankles. She stepped out of them and kicked them to the side.
