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The young guy rings us up and I reach to retrieve my bank card. Mase is quicker and pays for our order. He moves to grab our food and heads toward theater eight where the movie is playing.
“How did you know what movie I was watching?” I ask as he walks beside me.
I know I’m acting like nothing happened. Like he didn’t just eat my pussy in the bathroom and make me come so good. I’m just trying to understand my emotions and the way I feel about him. He says he wants to be with me. That it was a mistake in letting me go. I’m so confused right now. I want to believe him. I want to be with Mase more than anything. He says he wants to be with me but I’m scared of being hurt.
We find seats in a dark corner in an empty row. He removes the soft gray hoodie he’s wearing and places it over the tops of my thighs. I guess he thinks I’ll get cold. After we settle the drinks and food, the movie begins and I can’t even pay attention with him so close. I’m glad the sweater is covering my exposed legs because a need is pooling between my thighs, and I squeeze them together.
From the corner of my eye, I see him lean closer and lift the arm of the chair. He slides his hand under the sweater. His fingers trail lightly over the tops of my thighs, and I close my eyes, loving the way his hands feel on my skin.
I don’t protest or tell him to stop because this is what I have wanted him to do to me for so long. It’s like going back in time and doing things over, having things happen the way you expected. Like a teenage fantasy coming true with the guy you have secretly craved for so long.
He nudges my thighs apart and slips his fingers inside my wet panties, stroking my clit. Electricity shoots to every nerve ending. I crave for him to be inside me. I wonder in this very moment how I ever thought I could reject him if he made a move in trying to seduce me. I was wrong. So wrong.
He leans over and captures my lips as the movie plays loud through the rumbling speakers, drowning out my whimpers against his lips.
He slides his middle finger inside me, and I greedily rock my hips forward, seeking release. He smiles and deepens the kiss as he fucks me with his fingers. My hands caress the stubble on the side of his face as the kiss turns frantic. Our tongues twirl and explore while his other hand holds the back of my head steady.
My nipples strain under my bra and I want him inside of me. I need him. I want to explore every inch of him denied to me for so long. Maybe it will help me understand if what I feel right now for Mase is just lust or if I’m truly still in love with him.
When Mase touches me, it’s like time stops and we are inside a makeshift bubble only the two of us could break. Nothing else matters and nothing going on around us can capture our attention. He is inside my head and my attention is always on what he is going to do next, hoping it involves me with him.
He continues to finger fuck me in the theater and my climax builds. I gasp softly as his fingers hit my G-spot and my arousal floods all over his fingers. I’m so wet that my panties are ruined.
“Come, baby, I want to taste you again. I can’t get enough of you,” he whispers softly and I’m glad we are seated away from anyone that could see what we are doing.
And that does it. His words and touch have me gripping his wrist so he can push his fingers as deep as they can go. I ride his fingers hard when I come. His thumb presses against my clit and his lips capture mine as my pussy grips his fingers in a tight vise. His mouth drowns out my soft moans as I fall into a million pieces for the second time.
He removes his fingers and licks them like he was eating popcorn instead of finger fucking me with my cum on his fingers. He wipes them clean and my cheeks heat. He grabs a napkin and cleans me between my legs. I discreetly slide my ruined panties down my legs and he helps me, grabbing them and placing them inside his pocket.
When the movie is over, he ties the hoodie around my waist and walks behind me. After I handle my business in the restroom, Mase is waiting for me with a big smirk on his handsome face. In the light, without his hoodie, I can see he has a fresh tattoo on his right arm.
“What is it?” I ask, pointing toward the arm with fewer tattoos. I remember him telling me once he wanted to leave his right arm bare because when he got more ink, it was for something special.
He moves forward and my eyes water. It’s a baby with angel wings and the date of the sonogram. When he turns his muscled forearm, my name scrolled in large old English letters and a face of a sugar skull, half human and half demon, is tattooed with swirling colors. My eyes rise and the realization that he knows my secret fills me with excitement and fear.
I swallow and he says, “This entire arm is for you. Every moment and every memory we share, I’ll have drawn on my skin, reminding me of you. I know who you really are. I know your truths. I see you, Luciana. All of you.”
A single tear escapes down my cheek and he wipes it away. He knows, and he isn’t mad or judging me. I look down and he comes closer, wrapping his arms around me, murmuring against my hair.
“I like everything I see in you, and I want you to know that I’m not going anywhere. I want to do everything over. I want to take you to all the same places we’ve been. And the moments that were always silently present, I want to act on them.”
I nod in understanding that he wants to take me to every place we shared and act on the forbidden thoughts we’ve had. Part of me wants to explore how it would feel and experience what I have always wanted.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Lucy
The next day at school, after buying lunch, I sit at an empty table in the cafeteria and ignore the curious stares aimed my way. Khalani is in class down at the music hall, so I’m hanging out by myself. It’s Thursday and there is a football game tonight and I’m excited. Last night brought forth a mixture of emotions. Mason kissed me good night and said he would call me later, promising me to take things slow.
My phone vibrates and it’s Alex.
Alex: I know you are mad about the other day with me acting out but I couldn’t help myself.
I can’t be mad at him. He was there for me in a dark moment when I felt the world was crashing down on me.
Lucy: It’s ok. I’m not mad and I understand. It’s all good.
Alex: I know it’s none of my business, but are you with him?
