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Then he was gone.

He pulled her off the wall and behind him into the darkened room. She whimpered and said a small prayer when the explosions for the new Star Wars movie masked the sound.

A flash of a grin over his shoulder told her she wasn’t that quiet. Damn him.

He climbed the steps and she resisted the urge to bawl right then. Every step made the stupid balls shift inside her. She clenched every muscle she had, but she had to admit she was getting a little tired from wearing them.

So much for all those Kegels.

“Sadist,” she growled as she followed.

He dragged her down to the farthest corner and flipped up the cup holder-slash-chair arm of the seat between them.

“Handy,” she muttered.

“Oh, you’ll like it in a minute.”

She tried not to think about how many people had been in this same corner seat. If she thought too much about any of this, she’d bolt.

She sat next to him and tried not to look too closely at the outline of his cock as he sprawled out his legs. She wiggled in her seat, seeking relief.

Her hips were moving of their own volition at this point. She needed him so damn bad. He filled her perfectly. Just the right amount of length and girth. She closed her eyes as she remembered how full she’d been when he slipped into her. Stretching her just right.

“Don’t you dare come without me.”

Her eyes flew open. “Then take care of me.”

He raised his hand to cup her cheek and again his thumb smudged across her lower lip. It felt swollen from his kiss, and the roughness of his almost beard-length scruff.

The same buzz that felt so good between her thighs last night.

“If these were reclining seats, you’d be riding my face right now.”

She let out a shuddering breath. “Yes.” Her hips lifted.

“You need it bad, don’t you?”

She nodded. Pride was out the damn window. She needed to come or she was going to tear her hair out. No, actually, she’d take chunks out of him at this point. She took a calming breath and reached for his buckle. Before she could drag down his zipper, his cock was pushing up and out of his cotton boxers.

Hot and so damn hard. He wanted this as much as she did. Maybe. She wasn’t sure anyone could be as strung out as she was right now. She dragged at her own zipper as she palmed his shaft and squeezed.

“Fuck.” He blew out a hissing breath. “Wait.”

“Fuck waiting. You’re going to get inside me right now.”

He laughed and shrugged out of the plaid shirt he wore over his concert T-shirt. “Stand for me, baby.”

She looked around for one of the movie theater attendants. She’d been to enough movies to know they checked for just this sort of thing. Oh, sure, they also watched for people sneaking in, but they were much more interested in people making out.

They were the only ones in the entire place.

God.

She stood, but instead of letting go of him, she held on to the headrest and kept stroking his length. Their gazes were locked as she found the bead of liquid at the tip of his cock.

She tried to ignore the maddening slickness of her panties. The flickering lights of the movie were harsh on his face, throwing his angular features into shadow.

With each flex of his jaw and bob of his Adam’s apple, she navigated him further from the one in control. For once, she’d have him at her mercy.

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