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“I certainly like it better than Loca. I’ll have to come up with one for you.”

“Make it good. I’m very deserving of a rock-star-level nickname.”

“Will do. Do we have plans that I forgot about?” I smile in jest. “Are we doing something?”

He holds out his hand for me. “Yes, we are. Let’s go.”

“You’re very bossy, Trevor Knight.”

He bites my ear. “Only when you need me to be.” He gives my ass a hard smack. I look up at him in warning. He knows what that does to me.

“We should go before I do something that gives them grounds to take away my partnership.”

He laughs as he takes my hand and we leave my office. Julia’s chin practically drops to the floor when she sees us together. Maybe being together in public will be more fun than I thought.

About fifteen minutes later, we arrive at a movie theater. I turn to him. “A movie? I haven’t been to a movie in a theater since the girls were into princesses. This is surprisingly normal for you, Trevor. I’m extremely skeptical.”

He gives me his trademark mischievous smile. “You should be. I may have a little something up my sleeve.”

He buys us tickets to an action movie, and we walk into the theater. Wow, movie theaters have changed. The seats are huge, like recliners, with all types of buttons.

We sit all the way in the back. It’s a Monday night, so there’s hardly anyone in here, yet he insists on sitting in the back row.

We sit down. “Sexy, have you ever been to a 4DX movie?”

“You heard me when I said princesses, right? I have no clue what you’re talking about. I saw Jaws 3D decades before you were born. That’s the extent of my extra dimensional movie watching experience.” He chuckles.

Just then, the movie starts. After a few minutes, the chairs start to move and vibrate in sync with the action of the movie. Wow. I’ve never seen anything like this. The technology is remarkable.

He leans over, and whispers in my ear. “In about thirty minutes, there’s a long action sequence. When I tap you, pull up your skirt and sit on my lap.”

I turn to him and widen my eyes. He nods and smiles.

For the next thirty minutes, his hands are all over my body. My legs, my arms, my breasts. He kisses my neck. He whispers dirty things in my ear. I’m getting increasingly turned on.

I have no clue what’s going on in the movie. I don’t really care. I’m just willing the long action sequence to begin. I’m more than ready to move this forward.

At some point, it’s clear that the action scene is about to start. He grabs my phone and props it up to record. I love that he knows how much I like to have these videos.

I slowly inch up my tight pencil skirt until it’s above my hips. I see him pull out his big cock, and give it a few pumps before he covers himself in a condom. I think I’m salivating at the sight of him. He is truly massive and is more than ready to go.

He slides his hand into my underwear to ensure I’m ready for him. Considering what he’s been doing to me the last thirty minutes, I’m definitely good to go.

He pulls me to his lap, his front to my back. He moves my underwear to the side, and slides himself inside me in one hard thrust. I grip the chair and moan. He whispers in my ear. “You need to at least try to be quiet.”

I turn my head back. “Not a fucking chance. If you want me quiet, you’ll have to gag me.” I look at him in challenge. Without hesitation, he removes his necktie, and stuffs it into my mouth.

He grabs me around the waist and pulls me flush to his body, deepening himself inside of me. I moan again.

He starts to move my body up and down. The chair begins vibrating and jerking around in sync with the action of the movie. It’s like a vibrating amusement park ride. Somehow there’s water squirting at us, and air blowing into our faces. I don’t know where it’s coming from, but it’s seemingly related to what’s going on in the movie.

All of this is happening while he’s repeatedly slamming me down onto him. I’m on pleasure overload. Thank God for the necktie, because I’m pretty sure my screams are loud, even with it stuffed inside my mouth.

I lean into his chest as I reach back and grab fistfuls of his hair. I’m rocking my hips back and forth as he repeatedly pounds into my body.

He moves one of his hands through my drenched lips, as his other arm remains around me, moving me up and down. He reaches my clit. My moans have picked up. He whispers, “Shhh,” as he open-mouth kisses my neck.

I no longer care where we are, or who’s around us. I care about the pleasure he’s giving me. I’m so close. I try to say, “Harder,” but it comes out muffled.

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