“The Matrix.”
“Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure.”
“Forrest Gump.”
“The Breakfast Club.”
“Scream.”
“The Goonies.” I actually likedThe Goonies. But I couldn’t let her win.
“Empire Records.I cooked.”
“That’s not fair.”
“I always let you win.” Not true. We usually went back and forth until one of us either fell asleep or distracted the other with sex.
In fact…I moved our plates off the bed.
“You don’t always let me win,” she argued. “Ferris Bueller.And I wasn’t finished with that.”
“Edward Scissorhands,” I whispered into her ear before I nipped at her earlobe.
“Back to the Future,” she responded, her voice breathy.
“Braveheart,” I said, rolling over top of her.
“E.T.” Her eyes locked onto mine. They were filled with heat.
“American Pie.” I slipped my t-shirt off, then hers.
“I’m having a difficult time concentrating,” she said, her eyes fluttering shut as I sucked on her nipple through her black lace bra.
“I win,” I said as I moved to her other breast.
She moaned. “I don’t even remember what we were talking about.”
“A movie,” I reminded her.
“Right...Top Gun.”
If my girl was still spouting off movie titles, I wasn’t doing my job properly. I increased the intensity of my suckling, while also adding a little bit of hand action on the other side. Her mewls told me she was enjoying herself. And when she was enjoying herself, I enjoyed myself.
“Tyler,” she moaned.
“Yeah baby?”
“Quit teasing me.”
I smiled against her breast and took a playful nip.
Melanie growled and pushed up, rolling us so that she was on top of me.
“Oh, how the tables have turned…” she said, looking into my eyes. She ground against me once, twice.
It was my turn to groan.
“Sixteen Candles,” she offered, grinding against me again.