RAW DESIRES:{50 Stories of Passion}
The previews rolled again, the auditorium even quieter this time…maybe ten people scattered throughout, none near us in the back row.
As the new movie kicked off, some thriller with pulsing bass, Rex pulled me closer. His mouth found my neck, lips grazing the sensitive spot below my ear, teeth nipping just hard enough to make me gasp.
“Can't stop thinking about your mouth on me,” he whispered, his hand sliding up my dress, fingers brushing the edge of my panties. I was already soaked, the fabric clinging to me from earlier.