Page 20 of Her Marine
Journee smirked at him, shaking her head. “What am I going to do with you?”
“You could just do me,” he responded, returning her smirk. Killian picked up his glass, taking a drink. “How’s the baby shower coming along?” he inquired.
She told him a couple of nights ago that in addition to planning the wedding she was nervous about and finishing up an anniversary party, she was also planning a baby shower.
“I honestly see why the mother-to-be and her mother roll their eyes every time her mother-in-law walks into the room or opens her mouth. The woman is insufferable. She reminds me a lot of this pest in our friend group.”
Killian furrowed his brow. “Why are you friends if she’s a pest?”
“She isn’t my friend.”
Killian nodded because he got the feeling that just speaking about the woman left a sour taste in Journee’s mouth somehow, and the last thing needed was something ruining their night. He was sure she was talking about Axel’s ex. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that a few women weren’t too fond of her when they combined their groups at the bar that night.
“So, other than the mother-in-law being a pain, everything else is going good?” Killian questioned.
“It is. She’s having the shower in a couple of weeks.”
They continued conversing as they waited on their food and then throughout their meal. Once the check was brought, Journee attempted to reach for it, but Killian’s words stopped her.
“You plan on laying out across this table for me?”
Journee sighed. “Will you at least let me leave a tip?”
“I’m okay with that.”
Once he’d paid and she’d left a tip, Killian stood, helping Journee out of her seat. He helped her into her jacket before taking her hand and leading her out of the restaurant. Killian gave the valet his ticket and waited for them to pull the car around. He pulled Journee into his side as the wind blew. The night air was cool, and the last thing he wanted was for her to be cold.
Killian helped her into the car before getting in himself, and Journee gave him directions to the movie theatre.
When they stepped inside the theater, Killian began to walk towards the ticket window, but Journee slipped her arm in his and stopped him.
“I’ve already bought our tickets,” she told him with a smug smile, and he knew it was because she’d paid for something, and he hadn’t been able to stop her.
He smacked her on the ass, causing her to jump slightly and drawing the attention of the few present people. He leaned down to speak directly in her ear.
“That’s alright. I’ll let you have this one.”
When Journee had the printed copies of the digital tickets she’d bought, they went to the ticket checker before going to the theater room they were directed to. Only a few other people were seeing the movie at that time of night, and Killian allowed Journee to lead him to the top.
They settled into their seats as the previews began. They’d taken their time during dinner, so they’d made it to the movie right on time.
Once the previews finished, the lights in the theater, which had dimmed, went completely off. From the opening scene, Killian could tell they were seeing a horror movie from the person who died as soon as it started.
They were about twenty minutes into the movie when Killian lifted the armrest between them and placed his hand on Journee’s exposed thigh. He slowly raked his blunt nails across it before sliding his hand between and to the apex of her thighs.
Journee spread her legs to give him more access, and Killian ran his finger up and down her panty-clad pussy. He slipped three fingers into her panties and, with a quick, firm tug, easily ripped them from her, causing Journee to gasp out.
“Lift up,” Killian instructed, leaning down to speak into her ear.
When she did, he pulled her panties from under her, placing them in his pocket. Slowly, he ran his finger up her slit to her clit, feeling how wet she already was.
“You’re already wet for me, Tigress,” Killian spoke into her ear as he pinched her clit, causing her to moan softly. “Did the thought of me eating this wet little pussy in front of everyone at the restaurant get you like this?” Killian moved his finger down and slipped it into her pussy. “Or is the thought of someone looking up here and seeing us what made you so wet?”
Journee moaned out softly. “It’s you. Just you,” she told him.
Killian grinned against her ear. “You’re telling me I got you this wet?” he asked as he fingered her.
“Mmm...yes,” Journee breathed.
