Chapter 115 - 115: Date IV (1/2)

(Michelle POV)

Are we really doing this inside the movie house? I did imagine some make-out session, but not… oh my God. Anthony who has been rubbing my clit earlier has pushed my underwear aside and penetrated me with his finger. My eyes widened and a low rumble escaped me.

Anthony who still has his left arm wrapped around me stopped kissing me and pulled back a little. Then our eyes met. Although it was a little dark, I can still see his handsome face clearly. He gave me a smile and if not because of his finger still inside my womanhood, I would think that he's a pure and innocent young man.

I bit my lip. I really should stop what he's doing to me here now. I mean, I have a key inside my bag, and we can do this intimate act inside the privacy of a hotel room. However, I don't know how to tell him. What if he thinks I'm a prude? It's not like I'm still a virgin Mary in his eyes. We did it twice and… oh, he's pulling it out… thank… GOD!

Another rumble escaped my throat. I thought he was pulling his lone finger out to stop this madness, but instead, he added another. I had taken his much larger rod inside me but one should not underestimate his fingers. When we held hands, I noted that his hand completely engulfed mine. His fingers were long and… Ah! My hands fisted his polo shirt as my face contorted trying not to make a sound.

It was very pleasurable and exciting but if we get caught… I can already imagine me and Anthony being directed to the mall's management/ security. What if they throw us in prison? What if they inform our parents? What if this gets out in the news!? Fuck! The thought brought me back to my senses and I tried to call his attention. ”A-anthony…”

”Not so loud Michelle.” He whispered to my ear, his hot breath causing goosebumps to rise all over my body.

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(Third POV)

When Michelle called his name with a stutter, Anthony who was already aroused since earlier felt his body turn even hotter. Whenever Michelle would stutter and blush, all his mind would come up with was the image of her turning red, panting, and heaving after she reach climax.

Anyhow since she did not protest, he thought that it was okay to proceed. So, he licked the shell of her ear as he pressed the hilt of his palm to her clit. Then, his two fingers inside her moved faster. He moved them circularly, going up, down, left, and right in a slightly rough manner, like in those he watched in porn, while going in and out faster.

Michelle forgot that she needed to stop him and could only bite her lower lip to stop herself from moaning out loud. She could only hope other people were not paying them any attention and that the wet slapping sound made by his fingers and her pussy could be covered by the sounds from the movie.

Anthony's eyes did not stray from Michelle's face. Her eyebrows were furrowed, and she was biting her lips, obviously trying not to make a sound. She looked so tempting that way and though he considers himself a gentleman most of the time, when he's with Michelle, he realized that he could be such a rogue.

Inspired by his thought of being just that, he teased Michelle by whispering these words to her ears. ”Can you spread your legs wider? I'm afraid you're going to cut my fingers off with how tight you are.”

Hearing his words, Michelle's pussy suddenly contracted, and her hips buckled. She quickly covered her mouth to stop her moan, but her throat still made a mewling sound. She just reached climax.

Anthony felt her pussy contract and her juices gush out. He did not pull his fingers out of her instantly. When her body came down from the high, she opened her eyes and they met with his. Her cheeks flushed and her lips red from all her biting. She looked so fuckable that all he wanted to do was unzip his pants and take her then and there.

He never pegged himself as an exhibitionist given his belief that his libido was never going to outdo his common sense. Yet now… anyway, he finally pulled his hand out of her skirt and looked at it.

Michelle saw Anthony looking towards his hand and her eyes followed. His hand glistened with her juices, and if that were not embarrassing enough, when he spread his middle and ring finger the translucent wetness was like a colorless mucus which sticked to his fingers.

Anthony seeing the juices sticking to his fingers felt his mouth water. Without any rhyme or reason, well maybe there was (because he's curious and horny as fuck), he placed his fingers in his mouth and sucked them. It tasted slightly sweet and tangy. Then, he turned to look at Michelle. Seeing her wide eyes, he smiled at her and said, ”Delicious.”

Michelle felt another gush of liquid flowing out of her pussy.