Page 39 of Metal & Mud

"Definitely not all. And there are tons of Netflix anime I'd like to watch with you before we try a theater version."

That settled it for Logan. The promise of spending hours with Sabby meant a horror movie now. Following her directions, he drove to the Blackstone Cinema, an old-fashioned two-screen theater with 1970s charm that modern multiplexes lacked. They chose seats halfway up, with Sabby raising the armrest between them to snuggle close. "You know what I really enjoy?"

"Cheap popcorn and soda?" Logan teased, making Sabby giggle.

"No," she said, taking his hand. "Snuggling like this. I'm a major cuddler."

"Ah," Logan replied, pulling her closer. "Me too. Too bad I can't have you in the barracks."

"And having you at the house would be awkward with Jess around," Sabby admitted. "But this is nice."

Logan kissed the top of her head. "Very nice."

The previews began, followed by the feature film, which proved disappointing. The movie relied on cheap plot devices, jump scares, and gratuitous eye candy.

Sabby was sure some audience existed for it, just not in Blackstone. They were one of only two couples in the theater. Even the supposed eye candy fell flat; Logan was far sexier than the actor obviously hired for his abs rather than acting ability.

They resorted to whispered commentary to entertain themselves.

"Yup, that's exactly what I'd do when finding bloody clothes in a rental cabin," Sabby whispered during one scene. "Stick them in the washing machine!"

"Especially after discovering a Satanic altar in the woods," Logan added. "I'm all about devil horns at concerts, but I'd be out of there, deposit be damned."

"Absolutely," Sabby confirmed.

The movie continued with predictable horror tropes, poor characterization, and worse acting.

But being with Logan made it worthwhile, and his arm around her shoulders was pleasantly distracting.

When the film shifted to a scene where the obvious final girl started kissing one of the surviving boys, Sabby could no longer resist. She guided Logan's hand to her breast.

Logan turned to her, his eyes intense.

"Can you stay quiet?" he whispered, and she nodded. "Good."

He pulled her close, kissing her deeply, and when she directed his hand to her inner thigh, his fingers stroked lightly before moving higher, understanding exactly what she wanted.

The sensation of his fingertips against her panties made Sabby's breath catch. For a moment, she couldn't believe what she was inviting him to do, but as he stroked her again, she surrendered to desire. She needed him.

"You have to be quiet," Logan whispered in her ear. "Watch the movie."

She nodded, whimpering softly when he stroked her lips. She hadn't chosen these panties for their slick texture but because they made her feel sexy. She knew they accentuated her backside, but now they served a new purpose.

"So slick," Logan whispered, his breath warm against her ear. "I've been dreaming about this for weeks. How delicious you tasted when my tongue was inside you, your tangy wetness coating my mouth. I'll do it again soon."

"I... want you to," Sabby whispered back, sighing as Logan circled her clit with his thumb. "Logan..."

"Just relax and enjoy," he murmured. "Think of this as a preview for when I have your legs spread and fill you again. This time I'll look into your eyes as I come deep inside you. Because I need you too."

His admission sent fresh heat through her body. As the scene changed, Sabby surrendered to Logan's touch. His thumb made soft circles on her clit while she ground against his hand, seeking the release she'd denied herself for days.

Logan matched her movements with tantalizing fingers, building her pleasure until she finally exploded. Her cry coincided with the serial killer slaughtering a deputy on screen, her release masked by the loud soundtrack and Dolby surround screams.

Afterward, Logan withdrew his hand, inhaling her scent from his fingers. "I'd ask for these panties if I had somewhere private to keep them," he admitted, his eyelids fluttering. "God, you're intoxicating."

"You know," Sabby said, biting her lip, "I can show you more."

Logan chuckled and nodded. "I want anything you're willing to offer."

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