Page 65 of The Publicity Stunt
“Feeling cold?” I brush my mouth against the side of her head. We’re sitting right under the air conditioning, so I’m not surprised when she nods. I take my jacket off the armrest and lay it across her lap. My thumb slightly brushes her leg. April fights a smile and goes back to her Skittles.
The opening scene is action packed, with the Guardians of the Universe (Guardians of the Galaxy will always be superior) using the green essence of willpower to create an intergalactic police force called the Green Lantern Corps.
April taps my arm. “I feel like a fraud, Parker.”
“Yeah, me too.” I steal a few Skittles from her hand and pop them into my mouth. “This can be our deepest, darkest secret.”
“Once we’re back, let’s watch a few episodes ofFantastic Fourto cleanse our souls.”
“Agreed.”
A roar of laughter rings out and I feel April reach over the armrest, lightly running her hand up and down my thigh.
“Chere.” I lean in next to her ear. “If you don’t stop that, we’re not going to be watching much of the movie.”
She leans back against her seat, a soft, evil giggle slipping from her lips. “We’re not watching it anyway.” Her hand travels up to my crotch so she can feel for herself the effect she’s having on me. Fuck.
I turn to her and see her mischievous smile, with that fucking kissable mouth. My hand creeps under the jacket, coming to rest on her leg. Her breathing hitches as the warmth of my hand shoots up her body. She leans back straight and stares at the screen.
Feeling her smooth skin underneath my hand, I give her leg a light squeeze, waiting to see her reaction. When she doesn’t move a muscle, I panic and withdraw my hand. “What’s wrong?” I ask, my gaze dancing around her body for more signs of discomfort.
“Nothing,” she says so softly that I have to lean down a little to hear. “I just … I’ve never done this before … in a movie theatre—”
“We can stop,” I tell her and look at her fingers, still resting on my thigh.
She smiles slowly. “I don’t want to stop. I just … I don’t want you to think I do this kind of thing—”
“April.”
She bites the bottom of her lip. “Yeah?”
“I want to make you come.”
Then she smiles. Oh, man, that goddamn smile.
“Do you want me to?”
She nods repeatedly. My hand slowly moves up the inside of her leg, sliding underneath her skirt. April leans back and swallows hard. She’s staring straight ahead at the screen, but the vacant expression on her face tells me her mind is occupied elsewhere.
My own heart is racing as my hand reaches the top of her leg, brushing down the front of her panties. She leans back a bit more and looks over at Logan and Shara, who seem to be intently watching the movie. I nudge her legs apart and slowly start rubbing down over the top of her panties.
My dick strains against my jeans and I slowly massage my fingertips against her dampness. I shuffle in my seat, trying to maneuver my now-hard cock so it isn’t pressing against the front of my jeans. “Chere?”
“Mm-hm.” She nods, eyes shut.
“Can I put my finger inside you?”
We’ve done this before, but I always make it a point to ask. She nods, relaxing a little as her shoulders slump down. I slide my middle finger down her clit and gently push it inside, curling it a bit. I scoot closer, our knees bumping. Since we’re in the last row, there’s no one behind us. My lips find the side of her neck, exploring each inch. Slowly, I dip the tip of my finger into her wetness. She’s soaked.
April bites her lip as I push it in deeper. A soft sigh, then a moan. I glance around to see if anyone heard her, but the movie is too loud, drowning out any sound coming out of her mouth. Good.
She traces one hand up my arm that’s holding her knee. I pulse inside her a couple of times and continue circling her clit. Gasping, her head falls back and I lean forward to catch her earlobe between my teeth. “Do you like this?” I whisper, genuinely wanting to make sure she’s enjoying this as much as I am.
She nods, whimpering. My heart is racing now, and I’m almost certain I can feel her hips arching back against my hand.
Placing a hand over her mouth, I kiss her cheek. “You can make some noise if you want. I got you,” I whisper in her ear, then push my finger deep inside her. She shudders at the intrusion, and I feel her clench and spasm. A loud moan escapes behind my hand.
Fuckfuckfuck. I’m so fucking hard. I start fingering her faster and she clamps her eyes shut. I can tell she’s close.
