I try to see their silhouettes, but I only see one person there.
“She’s going down on him,” Kingston says, a smile in his voice.“If you come, nobody here will care.”
Is he telling the truth?Are the couple in front of us really…I’m wildly curious, but also kind of afraid to know.
The guy leans his head back and groans.
Holy crap.I think Kingston’s right.I didn’t know getting busy in movie theaters was a thing, but then again, I was pretty sheltered in high school, between my dad and brother both scaring off any guy who looked at me too closely.It wasn’t until I moved into an apartment and started college part-time that I became sexually active…and when you have your own place, who needs a movie theater?
Then again, Kingston and Sebastian both have nice apartments, yet here we are.
The couple in front of us are still doing…whatever it is they’re doing.Sebastian changes the angle of his fingers and recaptures my attention.Not that he ever truly lost it.I’m just trying not to concentrate on the way his fingertips play me like I’m a musical instrument, pulling pleasure through me like a melody.
His confident strokes, and Kingston’s kisses against my neck create a shameless, hungry new version of me.I whimper while Sebastian continues to pump his fingers in my pussy.He uses his thumb to strum my clit, and my body begins to tremble.
“You can let go, Ella,” he whispers.“Come for us, princess.”
I send a frantic look to Kingston.Taking pity on me, he kisses me again.I moan into his mouth and I allow myself to let go, following Sebastian’s directions, enjoying a dirty, electric orgasm that causes me to try, once again, to clamp my thighs down on Sebastian’s hand.
He keeps me spread, though, and thrusts his fingers gently in time with my rhythmic aftershocks.
“Nice job, princess,” he says, his hazel eyes dark as he takes in my face.
“You should remember your manners, little girl,” Kingston says.“Tell Daddy Sebastian how grateful you are for your orgasm in the movie theater.”
My face heats, and even though nobody will be able to see my blush in the dim lighting, I cover my cheeks.“Thank you, Daddy Sebastian, for the orgasm in the movie theater.”
“You’re welcome, Ella,” he says, sounding smug.
“Do you think we can go, now?”I ask.
“You don’t want to stay for the ending of the movie?”Sebastian whispers.
I give him a look.“Like I have any idea what’s even happening at this point.”
He chuckles.“Then let’s get out of here.Oh, and princess, you’re staying with us tonight.”
I don’t argue, and not only because I’m fresh out of other options.The orgasm they just gave me is probably only the beginning of the wicked ideas they have, and I can’t fucking wait to see what else might be on the night’s agenda.
Kingston
Ella stays with me for the weekend, and I’ve gotten in touch with her landlord about fixing her door, as well as fixing other less-than-satisfactory aspects of the building, including the main door to the building that doesn’t latch, and several lights that are out.
Yes, I went there one evening and checked everything after dark.I want to know what the place is like when Ella’s coming home from work.
I don’t like any part of it.I want to spank her ass until she agrees to be a good girl and stay with her daddies always, but that’s not how things work in the real world, only in my fantasies.
On Monday morning, Ella texts Sebastian and me while I’m at work.A detective at SEPD wants to talk to me about my apartment manager.
I lock my computer and text back,I’m on my way to pick you up.Are you working at Dorado Terrace?
She writes back that yes, she is, so I call my driver, Garth, and head over to meet Ella.Sebastian is standing with Ella in front of the building when I arrive.
“Shall we all go to the station together?”I ask.
Ella nods.“Thank you.For doing this.I don’t think I’m the best at accepting your help, but this is really, really nice.”
I lean over and kiss her cheek, because that was probably difficult for her to say, and I want her to know I recognize that.“You’re such a good girl,” I whisper next to her ear.