Page 39 of Mass Sins

“Didn’t think you would.” I reached for the remote and turned on the TV. “What horror movie do you recommend?”

I was open to anything. As long as she was happy, I didn’t care about the movie. Pretty sure I wouldn’t be able to focus on the movie anyway when she was right there next to me.

She told me about all the possible movies we could watch, and after gushing over the Scream franchise—of which I had only ever seen the first one when I was younger—we decided to start a marathon.

We had time, after all.

We had the whole damn weekend with each other, and we’d have the best time.

During the first movie, Bennie had cuddled up to my side, with her head resting on my shoulder, and her hand on my thigh. I had my hand covering hers, caressing her skin as we both focused on the movie.

There was tension between us, and being so close made the fire burn even brighter.

Once the first movie ended, we immediately started the second. Bennie adjusted herself, shifting closer to me, and pressing her body into mine.

The scent of her perfume lingered around me. It was intoxicating and irresistible, but I had to keep it together. I didn’t want to ruin her night by turning it sexual, even if that sounded good to me too.

I turned my head to breath in her scent, loving the fruity sweetness. “I love your perfume,” I told her, keeping my voice low.

“You do?” She tilted her head and smiled at me. “Thank you. It’s my favorite. I’ve had it for years.”

“What perfume is it?”

Yes, I was going to make a note and buy it for her. And more.

I wanted to buy her more flowers. More Peonies.

More of that Tiramisu she loved so much.

God, I just wanted to give her the world.

“Burberry Her. The light pink one in the transparent bottle.” She emphasized the last part, emphasizing the important of that small detail.

I made sure to remember what she said, and to not make her wonder why I asked, I kissed her forehead and made her turn her attention back to the movie.

After ten more minutes, Bennie turned her head to look at me, and when I met her eyes, they were gleaming with amusement.

“You’re enjoying the movies more than I thought you would,” she teased.

“Am I?” I replied, a grin tugging at my lips. “Maybe I’m just enjoying the company.”

Her cheeks flushed, and she laughed softly. Hearing that sound sent a jolt straight to my chest…and to my dick.

Fuck.

I couldn’t hold back. Not anymore.

I forgot about everything I promised myself, and I hoped to God that she wouldn’t feel overwhelmed by what I did next.

Cupping her cheek with one hand, I leaned in to take her mouth, kissing her deeply as my tongue dipped inside. She didn’t pull away. Instead, she melted into me.

Her hand rested on my chest, and I pulled her on top of me to make her straddle my lap. I placed my hands on her hips while continuing to kiss her passionately.

Her knee must’ve been pressing down onto the remote because the TV turned off, leaving us in the warm light of the fireplace. There was romance all around us instantly, and I enjoyed every second of it.

Her hands slid up from my chest into my hair, her fingers curling around it. I loved every little touch of hers, and I wished I could keep her here for more than the weekend.

The crackling of the fire and us catching our breaths in between kisses were the only things we could hear, and it was the most sensual thing I had ever experience with a woman. Her lips were soft, moving against mine with a mix of eagerness and tenderness that left me dizzy.

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