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Finally, I see her co up the escalator toward me, and I swear a trapdoor opens up in the bottoh it

She looks fucking gorgeous

She's wearing a strappy little dress that I don't re her tiny purse—her date purse, ays joked, because the rest of the tily men's briefcase, because it holds more of her stuff

When she reaches rins up atto touch rabs her popcorn bucket from me

"Cara "You remembered"

"Of course" I snort and rollthis every month for years"

She catches ht Of course So Should we get tickets?"

"Already got them" I pass her hers, and she stares at it for aoff toward the theater

"Thanks I'll get them next time," she promises

"Don't worry about it," I reply, even as part of me thinks, Next time

Inside, we make our way to the seats we normally choose—center and middle, best in the house I sit beside her and savor the scent of her perfules nervously, inches from mine

"Hoas your trip?" she asks, her tone formal

"Great," I lie "Hoork this week?"

"Great," she echoes

Finally, as the previews begin, I decide I can't take it anymore I slip a hand over to rest on her knee, and stop her shaking She freezes Glances at ht reflected from the theater screen

"So tell me," I murmur as I lean in close toward her At the sah I can't sit this close to her and not touch her I just can't Caution be daone?"

Her lips part, and her eyes flutter half-closed in distraction I watch her gaze dart from my hand to my mouth, until finally she er already evident in them "I definitely missed your cock," she whispers

My rin "And maybe me?" I lift a brow

"Maybe you too," she admits, and I can't let it show, but fuck, that stateroin, ainst the seam of my jeans

In front of us, the ins, but we're both distracted now I slide , and slip it under the helance around the theater, but I've already checked There's only a couple other people here, in the back row, far enough away that as long as we're quiet, no one should notice

"Just be careful not to be as loud as you usually are when I asps and tenses against me in response My hand reaches her panties, and I pressthe outline of her pussy through the tense in anticipation—not to ht and already wet for h the fabric of her panties—not that they're particularly sturdy It feels like I could rip this pair easily

I want to I want to tear theht here

But that oers in the back row So I settle for slowly circlingher faint, breathy gasps against my cheek as I do

"You have the perfect pussy, Rina, you know that?" Iyou tense" I slip le theain as I part her lower lips and slide a finger between

I take irls I just want to get straight to the point—enough foreplay to waret the job done But with Rina? With Rina I want the foreplay to last forever I want tofor ive it to her, and then, even after I do, I want to , lost look she alears when she orgasms Not to mention to hear her scream I love her voice Especially when she calls my name