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The soft glow of the marquee inside fell over the waves of Julia’s dark hair. I couldn’t help but stare as the sound faded around me. She smiled, her full red lips moving as she ordered our tickets, yet I heard nothing. Instead, I reveled in her beauty. The reflective bulbs in her eyes and the warm light above traveled along her skin. Greedily, I journeyed along with it, down her neck and towards her breasts. A vision. Her tight pink blouse clung to the curves that I wished to touch, tucked away into a black mini skirt which teased the length of her legs.

It's hard to believe I contemplated leaving, hesitating at the thought of meeting her again. How could I have even imagined? To have stood her up, to get back on my bike and leave? I probably would have, had she not bumped into me, reminding me of all the reasons to stay. But her father, my chief, how could I even think of this? Even now, his presence loomed in my mind, the threat of his discovery. This was the man who would have my balls at any mistake. This was beyond fucked up, this was the one thing that could end me for good. It was enough to worry me sick, tempting me with the desire to have a drink. Fires weren’t stressful, this was. It would be easier with a shot of bourbon to calm my nerves. Damned if I do, damned if I don’t. Yet here I was, still staring, compelled by her beauty and my lust.

The attendant took forever, working his computer to print the tickets. I had no patience, no time to tame my needs. Even now, my desires grew, causing me to grow. I adjusted myself, hoping she wouldn’t notice my excitement. Julia screamed as I spun her around, lifting her in my arms for a kiss. By the time her heels hit the floor, the red was smeared away from her lips.

I brushed my thumb over them, “So much for showing off those red lips, babe.” I smirked. She blushed the most innocent pink I’d ever seen.

The attendant cleared his throat as he slid over our tickets, causing both of us to giggle as we headed inside.

“Doesn’t matter,” she began. “I need to reapply anyway but don’t forget to adjust your pants again, lover boy.” She winked gently smacking the side of my face, leading me into the dim tunnel of a dark theatre. Damn it, she had noticed.

I took her hand into mine, “Don’t bother reapplying now.” I leaned in brushing my lips behind her ear. “I want to see that red line around my cock after you suck it.” She squeezed my hand in excitement as a small groan escaped her.

The dim room grew darker as we made our way to the very back, hidden in the shadows of our secluded seats. We were completely alone. In black blocky letters, our tickets read, Perfect Strangers, a film I’d never even heard of.

“It’s the only movie playing at eleven a.m., and I figured we would be all alone.” She playfully tugged at the collar of my jacket bringing me in for a quick kiss.

“Musn’t be very popular. I’m sure we can still stay entertained.” I said in a low tone, which made her giggle.

Suddenly, what little light was there began to slowly fade. For a moment, we sat in the dark, resisting our urge to touch. The projector beamed across the room, illuminating the screen and Julia’s face. It was then that I could see her hands, perched atop her thighs, begging to be held. The blue hue of the screen cast light along her skin, revealing the responding bumps of the cold air. My gaze lowered as I noticed her perked nipples, chilled and present through her shirt. I wanted to warm them with my tongue, to suck them wet.

Fuck. I struggled to conceal my arousal, which throbbed with pumping adrenaline. I mimicked her position and noticed her pinky edging closer to the end of her seat.

“You cold, baby?” I whispered into her ear. I didn't’ know why I whispered. The damn theater was as empty as an undecorated home. Pathetic. However, the quiet atmosphere was welcomed with open arms.

“How’d you know?” She asked innocently, her lips curled, which could be devious. I swear, her innocence was deceptive, mixed with a devilish temptation that was hidden within. I fell for it every time, playing along with our little game.

I swallowed and grazed my pinky softly onto hers then interlaced it. I could feel her body straighten, elated from my contact. I felt like a teen, leaning in slowly, curious to discover what it meant to kiss. My heart pounded, filling my ears with its beat.

She bit her lip, and it only provoked my hardening bulge. Fuck. I wanted to take her right now, to fuck her till her eyes rolled back.

She coyly faced forward. The tease. Her innocent doe eyes stared at the screen. She knew how to build me up. I leaned in, brushing my finger along her cheek, she kissed my thumb so gently with her soft lips. It drove me mad.

“Take my jacket,” I told her. I wiggled it off and placed it atop her shoulders; she tugged the sides to envelope the warmth that was left from my body.

“Thank you. This jacket is just as hot as you, by the way. You’re such a gentleman.” Julia wiggled her eyebrows, silently begging for my touch as she raised the chair’s reclining arm between us.

“How did you come to this conclusion?” I asked, genuinely interested.

“Cause, you’re giving me clothes, rather than peeling mine off. How sweet of you.” She was definitely fucking with me now. I loved it. “It’s sweet, really.”

“Clothing on, I’ll always be gentlemen. Clothing off is a different story.” I pulled her body close, as our lips crashed desperately together. “You don’t know what you do to me. How crazy you make me feel. I always need your touch; I always crave your body.” I growled lowly. My entire body leaned in as I kissed her shy lips once more. My tongue eagerly dove in her mouth, parting her lips. Shit, did I just admit that out loud? If so, it felt so fucking good.

She sucked on my tongue, knowing damn well it turned me on. I reached my warm hands up her thigh but stopped as the sound of advancing footsteps approached. Quickly, we slouched back into our seats as a worker patrolled the room, carrying a clipboard in hand. He squinted in our direction, almost as if he couldn’t see us. Upon our detection, he concluded his count and made his way back out.

“That was too close,” Julia giggled softly. Her hands pulled my face back into hers.

“Yeah. Let’s try not to get kicked out because I want you during the entire film.” I gritted through my teeth, daring for more of her irresistible tongue.

“All two and a half hours?” She moaned out, teasing me.

“Even after, in the bathroom, at my home, in my bed. I’d take you all night if you’d let me. Any and everywhere.” I desperately smiled against her lips.

Right away, she shut me up with a colliding kiss. Our lips smacked audibly, as she reached down to massage the bulge along my thigh. Greedily, she unbuckled my pants, reaching in as I pulled them down slightly. Already I was so full, my stiff cock too big as she struggled to release me from my briefs.

“Shit baby,” I whispered in her ear, feeling the freedom from the confinement. She flipped her hair to the side, stroking my turgid shaft up and down. It felt so fat in her hand, and I watched as she bent over, delivering a long, wet lick. Chills ran along my spine as she reached the tip, teasing me with the anticipation of her warmth. “Fuck, that feels… amazing!” I groaned, gripping her hair for a tug.

Her full red lips slipped over my head, teasing the wet descent of her surrounding mouth. She began to bob up and down, stroking me with each dripping suck. I flexed my ass as she encouraged the deeper pursuits of my pumping hips. Her knees rested on the cushion of her chair, allowing her tiny skirt to ride up her thigh. Her ass sat perched, a lace thong peeking out from her skirt, begging to be spanked. I reached over, gripping her firmly, fighting the urge to explode. She popped up, emitting a small gasp for air. My cock was soaked, glistening against her lips. Her big eyes stared into mine, watching my reaction as she gave me one last long suck. Her lips pursed with a kiss, and her sloppy drool leaked over my fat tip.

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