Tight

“Fuck, Kennedy,” he groaned. “That’s it, baby.” His voice was breathless, his body so tight. “Deeper, baby. Take it deeper.”

Up and down.

Up and down.

Hollowing out my cheeks, swallowing the pre-cum and hungry for more.

I was so turned on, my pussy wet, my nipples hard. He lifted his hips up at the same time I moved my mouth down.

“I’m going to come.” He said those words low, gruffly. He tried to push me away, but I refused. I wanted this, wanted Roman’s surrender.

I wanted to have him come in my mouth … and I wanted to swallow it all. I went all the way down until the tip of his dick hit the back of my throat, telling him without words that I wasn’t going to stop this.

“Shit, Kennedy. I’m coming.” He grunted and pumped his hips up three times before tightening his hand in my hair and coming.

I relaxed my throat and swallowed everything he pumped into my mouth, the salty flavor strangely enough making me even more aroused.

“Damn, Kennedy,” he whispered huskily. Thankfully the previews were still going strong, loud enough they drowned out the sound of me sucking him off, and Roman’s deep groans.

Once he was finished, I let go of his softening cock and straightened. He tucked himself back in his pants, pulled the zipper up, and buttoned his jeans.

I wiped the corner of my mouth with a finger, saw he watched me do the act with hooded eyes, and then he leaned forward. He gripped my chin with his forefinger and thumb and kissed me passionately. I was breathless by the time he pulled back.

He moved his mouth to the shell of my ear. “I’m half tempted to get the fuck out of here and take you back to my place.”

I felt chills move along my body.

“But I’ve really been looking forward to seeing this.” He pulled back and focused on the movie as he got a handful of popcorn and shoved it in his mouth.

I knew I looked shocked. Before I could say anything, he glanced at me and started laughing. “Baby, let’s get the fuck out of here.”

I grinned and shook my head. “Best thing you’ve said all night,” I teased. He leaned in and kissed me once more, then set the popcorn tub down, grabbed my hand, and we headed out of the theater.

He had his arm around me, his head downcast as he whispered something that made me blush.

“Kennedy?”

I felt my body freeze when I heard Isaac’s voice. I looked up to see him standing there with a few of his friends, ones I knew were on the swim team with him.

“Hey,” I said nervously, Roman’s arm still around me. It was clear he wasn’t going to let me go. I found that endearing, but I was also nervous as hell.

Isaac looked between Roman and me, his eyes wide before he finally landed his gaze back on mine. “What’s up?”

I licked my lips and looked up at Roman. He had his focus trained right on Isaac, his eyes narrowed, his body tight and hard against mine. Roman looked angry, downright pissed if I were being honest.

I went to take a step toward Isaac, but Roman kept his arm tightly around me, holding me possessively to his side. I felt this warmth spread through me. He was acting proprietary. The very female part of me melted at that. “Isaac, you know Roman?”

Isaac looked up at Roman and nodded. “Hey, man. What’s up?” I could still see the confusion and curiosity on Isaac’s face. I knew I would have some explaining to do. There was no way Isaac was going to let this slide, especially when he kept looking down at where Roman’s hand was curled against my side.

“Hey,” Roman said in a hard, very cold voice.

I could’ve laughed at how grumpy he was acting, and assumed he felt threatened by Isaac. I had noticed the same narrow-eyed look he’d given him when he’d picked me up on Saturday for our study date.

He clearly thought something was going on between the two of us.

“We’re gonna get some seats,” Isaac’s friends said.

I looked over at Roman. “I’ll meet you outside?” It was clear Roman didn’t want to leave me. He kept looking back between Isaac and me, but finally leaned down and kissed me on the lips, startling me. Eyes wide, body tense from the shock that he’d really just staked his claim right in front of Isaac, I felt Isaac’s gaze on me. If he didn’t have questions before, he’d certainly have them now.

Roman pulled back and gave one more narrow-eyed look at Isaac while walking past him and heading out of the theater. I stood there a moment looking at my best friend. I could see he was holding back a smirk, but that he was also shocked.