Page 62 of Planned Seduction
“Hi yourself.” She stared up at him, unable to get enough.
“You ready to leave?”
“In a minute.” Her voice was a breathy invitation.
“In a minute,” he agreed. In one lithe movement, he swept down and devoured her mouth.
“Mmm…” Her heart thudded. She wound her arms around his neck, arching into him.
He kicked the door shut and drew her close. She sighed into his mouth as his tongue plundered hers. Her body reverberated in pleasure.
“Sorry I’m late.” Daniel trailed warm, moist kisses down her neck.
“S’okay.” She threw her head back to allow him easier access to the sensitive spot beneath her ear.
“If we leave now, we can make a nine o’clock show.” He nibbled the edge of her earlobe.
“What should we see?” She sneaked her hands under his shirt and kneaded the velvety flesh of his stomach, relishing the hard muscle below.
“The new Marvel movie started yesterday.” His fingers made short work of her buttons, undoing her top and pushing it open. He inhaled deeply as he gazed at her breasts, his lower lip caught between his teeth.
Her nipples strained against her bra, pebbling into tight buds. She shuddered as his mouth closed over one. “I hear it’s…very good. Oh.” The sensation of his hot, wet tongue over the lacy lingerie sent her body temperature soaring.
“The reviews have been okay.” He turned his attention to the other breast, laving the flesh buried beneath the lace.
She gasped. “Where’s it showing?” The zip on his jeans caught as she tugged on it with shaking hands. Forcing herself to slow down, she eased the metal over his straining erection and pushed the flaps aside. She covered him with her hand.
“At the, ah…cinemas.” He pulsated under her fingers.
“I know.” She nipped his shoulder and then licked away the sting, enjoying the taste of his salty skin. “Which one?”
Her shirt lay beside his on the floor and her bra followed seconds later. She dipped her hand beneath the elastic of his boxer shorts and wrapped her fingers around him.
He jerked into her. “Uh…the one where they…oh man…show films.” His voice was rough and his breathing ragged.
“We should probably go soon.” She knelt before him and pushed his pants down his legs.
“Yeah. We don’t want to…” He cursed, his voice thick. “We…don’t want to…”
The soft wool of the carpet cushioned her knees and the cool air teased her bare breasts. “We don’t want to what?” She licked her way up his shaft.
Smoky, hooded eyes absorbed her actions. “We don’t want to miss the, um…whaddaya call it.” A muscle worked in his jaw.
“The beginning?” She took the head of his cock in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it.
“Yeah.” He threaded his fingers in her hair. “We don’t want to miss the beginning.”
“No,” she agreed. “We…wouldn’t…want to…do that.” She opened her mouth wide, sucked in his full length.
It was only hours later that Amy realized they’d missed the entire movie.
…
Amy lay curled on her side on the carpet next to Daniel, his arms wrapped around her, holding her close. Idly, she circled her fingertips over his chest. “S’weird.”
“What?”
“Us. This.”
