Brenna shrugs and leaves for her job. I invite Leo in, glad that I had cleaned my half of the room the day before. He locks the door behind him and rushes over to kiss me. We tumble back on my little twin-sized bed and make out until my lips are raw and my skin is chafed by the slight stubble on his chin.
“Come see a movie with me,” he says.
I lean away from him in surprise. This is definitely not where I saw this going. “Like a date?” I ask. Then I feel presumptuous and wish I can take the word back.
He shrugs. “That’s usually what people call it, I guess.”
“Oh really?” I say teasingly. “Is that not what you call it?”
He rolls on top of me, pinning me against the bed. I can feel his hard cock pressing against me. “Go on a date with me, Kimmy.” He looks deep into my eyes. I feel like I’m looking into the universe and if I look away for even one second I will lose him and float away. I get lost staring into his eyes. “I want to go on a date with you,” he says. “Yes, I want you all to myself. No rushed meetings. No interruptions. I’m not seeing anyone else, and I expect the same from you. I want more between us. Does that answer any of the questions you might have?”
My heart thrashes against my chest. I nod.
“Good. Let’s get going already. The movie will start soon.”We go to the movie, a romantic comedy I’ve been dying to see but haven’t allowed myself to take the time to do it. We get a bucket of popcorn, ridiculously large sodas and sour candies. Leo holds my hand and scoots close to me. Occasionally he kisses the side of my head. The tension builds between the characters, but I’m barely paying attention as Leo strokes my bare leg with the tips of his fingers. His eyes are on the screen, and he feigns innocence the few times I tell him to cut it out. But he doesn’t stop, and eventually his hand is sliding up my inner thigh, fingertips gently caressing the soft skin there. I turn around to make sure nobody can see, but the few people who are in the theater are scattered away from us and they’re all paying attention to the screen. I breathe slow and methodically, trying to control the urge to climb up onto his lap and mount him like a champion bull rider.
His hand continues to crawl up my skirt until his fingers are just at the edge of my silky panties, tracing the line between satin and skin every so lightly and teasingly. A few times I wiggle, urging his fingers to dip inside my panties, but I see that devilish smirk appear on his face and I realize that Leo will take all the time he wants playing his little game. Finally his finger snakes under the fabric, and he drags his finger up and down my already dripping pussy. I look in back of me again and decide nobody will be bothered if I prop my foot up on the seat in front of me. Once my foot is up, he has plenty of room to explore. His fingers are long and thick. He puts two fingers inside me and pushes all the way in, so far that I feel his fingertip brushing my g-spot. I inhale sharply at the sudden sensation, and sit up a little straighter, unable to control my body’s movements as long as he keeps stroking me like that. I bite my lip to keep from making noise as his thick fingers continue to fuck me. His eyes are on the screen the entire time, and just a hint of a smile betrays that he’s actually not paying attention to the screen at all.
Suddenly, he pulls his fingers out of me and drops our box of candies to the floor. Before I can even understand what he’s doing, he’s on the floor and pulling my panties aside and lapping at my clit. His tongue works its voodoo magic across my slippery and swollen clit, and it practically sends me into convulsions. My knees shake like mad. My hands are gripping the arm rests. The tight circles he’s drawing with his tongue over my clit are the exact right rhythm that will have me coming in seconds, and I grab onto his head to make sure he doesn’t move his head, not an inch. My ass is raising out of the seat a little, and I grind into his face, coming closer and closer to the orgasm that’s just in sight. I’m too turned on to think about the mess I may be leaving on the seat’s upholstery. Then Leo’s fingers dip into my pussy again and stars burst behind my eyes. His free hand flies up and clamps over my mouth before my moan escapes my lips. But I come long and hard, and a woman a few rows in front of us looks back at me with an annoyed scowl on her face. Luckily for me she can’t see Leo on the floor in front of me on his knees.