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Axel had the popcorn in his lap and held it out to me each time I moved my hand in his direction. Occasionally, I would glance his way and catch him watching me with a little smile, dimples and all, as he’d throw a fist of popcorn into his mouth.
At one point, I jumped in my seat because a dead body was found. Then I felt Axel’s fingers thread through mine and his mouth at my ear. “I got you.” He squeezed my fingers tight as if reassuring me.
“I know,” I whispered back, and I strangely believed him. I felt safe with him, despite suspecting he’d been a major player who could potentially break my heart if I let him. In fairness, what he’d done in his past was none of my business, and I wasn’t his conscience either.
Minutes passed, and his hand stroked my palm, then I felt him shift beside me, and his other hand fell on my knee. Soon, his fingers traced a pattern up and down my inner thigh. Each pass went higher and higher, creeping up my upper thigh, closer to the apex between my legs.
His fingers drifted back down my leg slowly. This time, he ran them up, dipping over my upper thigh until his middle finger dragged against my core. “Axel,” I gasped, looking around nervously. “We can’t.” I didn’t know exactly what his plan was or how far he was going to go. “We’re in a public place.”
“Relax. No one is around us.” His lips were at my ear. I felt the pressure of his hand as it drifted over the panel of my jeans and over my clit. My thighs clenched at his touch. His other hand was still holding mine, and he gently rubbed circles over my palm.
Then I felt his thumb working the button of my jeans. I brought my hand down on his, about to push it away, but he enclosed my fingers. “Let me do this.” He nuzzled my cheek. “Let me make you feel good. I need to touch you.”
My hand eased away, and he continued; the waistband loosened as he pulled the zipper down. Warmth consumed me when his large hand slipped under the hem of my shirt and splayed over my lower abdomen, and then his fingers delved under the elastic of my panties. His middle finger strummed over my clit, and my breath caught in my throat.
“Spread your legs,” he coaxed, as he continued to strum my clit slowly. I parted them slightly. His finger traveled lower, pausing at my entrance. “Wider.” His mouth traveled down my neck, and goose bumps trailed over my skin. I spread my legs apart.
His finger dipped lower, circling my entrance and dispersing my wetness around. “Fuck. You’re so wet. So damn wet. I can’t wait to taste you.”
My head fell to the side as I continued to stare ahead at the movie; I couldn’t tell you what was happening at the moment. He slowly inserted his finger inside, and I clutched his hand tighter.
“Shit. Does that hurt? I’m barely inside.”
“No.” It felt… different but good.
“Okay.” He pushed in a little deeper and hissed. “You are so tight and so drenched. I’m losing my fucking mind.”
“Oh, my god,” I whispered unsteadily, and he thrust his finger in up to his knuckle and pressed his palm against my clit. I’d never experienced such sensations in my life. Never been touched like this. He moved his finger out and then in again. I squirmed against his hand, craving more of his touch with each pass.
“Does it feel good?” His tongue lapped against my pulse, then he nipped my skin.
“Yes,” I choked out.
“Do you think you can take more?”
“I don’t kn—Ohhhh.” He thrust another finger inside, filling me to the brink.
“Natalie,” he groaned against my skin. “You are squeezing my fingers like a fucking vise. I can’t even imagine how fucking good it will feel when you take my thick cock.”
A low moan erupted from my throat, and I clenched my thighs. Wanting more. Craving more. He pumped his fingers deep inside. “I’m so full.”
“Baby, you are making me burn for you,” He growled and pulsed his fingers faster inside me, heightening the tension that would certainly set me off soon. My chest tightened, and the movie was only a blurred kaleidoscope of images in front of me. The only thing I was concerned about was the pleasure that was building in my core. Like a puppet being pulled by strings, I moved my hips shamelessly against his hand, desperate to climax.
“I need to…” I realized I was moaning, and I covered my mouth with the back of my free hand.
“What do you need?” Axel nibbled against my neck.
“I need to come.”
“You do?” he murmured innocently, and I could sense the smile in his voice. He knew exactly what he was doing to me.
“Uh-huh.” I bucked into his hand.
“Don’t worry, Hardcore, I’ll take care of you.” He curled his fingers inside me as his thumb circled my clit, and I burst into a million pieces. My thighs quivered, and I convulsed, riding out my wave of pleasure. I cried out into my hand, and Axel bit into my neck and sucked hard, as if he were trying to inhale my orgasm, too.
Floating. I was floating like a leaf that was leisurely taking its time falling to the ground. My body felt as relaxed as a noodle. The movie in front of me started to come back in focus, and it was like someone had unmuted the volume. I felt his fingers withdraw, and his tongue was now licking the spot on my neck where he bit me. “Good girl,” he crooned against my skin.
His words of praise sent warmth through my skin. I should’ve worried about someone hearing or catching us, knowing what we did. I knew I was probably loud, even though I’d muffled my voice. However, I felt a sense of joy at hearing his praise. Finally, I turned and looked at him to see him bringing his fingers to his mouth as he sucked them, watching me intently. Taking his time, he looked as if he were savoring the moment. “Mmm.” The sound rumbled in his throat.
