Be Your Downfall by Lizzie Fox

Author:Lizzie Fox [Fox, Lizzie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-01T16:00:00+00:00

21

Seth

“So I thought about seeing a movie, but wasn’t sure if that was something you wanted to do,” I had said, after I helped her into my truck after dinner and sat in the driver’s side.

“That sounds fine,” she replied. “What did you have in mind?”

“I’m not picky. We can decide when we get there, it’s just a few blocks away.”

Along the drive, I tried not to gaze at her too long from the corner of my eye; her words from earlier just about broke any idea that I had that I was only after this woman to get her into bed, or that was purely lust—well that was obviously bullshit. She said the one thing I’ve always needed to hear, basically: that despite all of my issues, I was okay. I knew I was falling for her, fast, and hard.

When we arrived at the theater, we decided on one of the new action movies. I wasn’t really a fan of them—too contrived—but there wasn’t a lot playing. I didn’t really think I’d pay much attention to it anyway with the beautiful brunette on my arm.

Jessie was beautiful and sexy in a pair of short, tan capris, strappy sandals with a clunky heel, and a deep pink, off the shoulder shirt that revealed her shapely shoulders and long neck, exposed by her hair piled on top of her head in a ponytail. Unlike the night I met her at the Lagoona, her makeup was simple. Yes, I noticed that, because I really had loved the black around her eyes; it made them stand out that much more. Somehow, tonight her eyes looked bigger and more sultry even without it, and some glossy pink lipstick that seemed to match her shirt. Her lips looked luscious and inviting and I was desperate to feel them under mine again.

I realized upon walking into the dimly lit theater that a movie might have been a bad choice. It was one of those with the reclining seats and adjustable armrests. It became very apparent when the movie began and the theater was only about a quarter full, and we were alone in the very back. And especially when she leaned into me and the scent of her clean floral shampoo or soap or whatever assaulted me—that was it. I slipped my hand under her chin, brought her lips to mine, and without any hesitation, brought them together. I fought the urge to sigh in pleasure; her lips were just as soft as I remembered them. She immediately responded by angling her body to be closer to mine, and parted her lips to allow me in. Her hands rested on my waist, or skirted around my stomach, dangerously close to my dick that was just fucking aching.

I was a guy and by nature, probably a bit of a horndog. In a relationship or with a willing lover, I was quite confident and able to go after what I wanted. Waiting usually wasn’t my thing, nor was beating around the bush.

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