Chapter 70

Arthur’s POV

She wants to touch herself.

She wants to be touched. She wants to feel big hands hugging her and touching her everywhere, as if they know exactly where she likes it.

Hell—she wants to get fucked like she’s a rag doll.

She thinks it'd be a good idea to probably leave the cinema and grab a pillow to place it in between her legs in case she suddenly has the urge to slip her fingers past the waistband of her shorts, push her panties aside and slip a finger in her pussy. She hopes nobody gets to see her do it.

She was mistaken though.

The sex scene had already ended but her thirst and yearn for something, anything hadn’t stopped. She looked around the room, everyone was busy watching, they didn't care about anything else. She turns to Andre, he's focused on the screen too.

She shifts a little and onto the chair, she props one leg up to hide the rest of her lower body and her right hand slips past her shorts, past her underwear and there, she’s soaking wet.

She expected it, s