SEXT by Penny Wylder

SEXT by Penny Wylder

Author:Penny Wylder [Wylder, Penny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penny Wylder Books
Published: 2017-08-20T16:00:00+00:00


We take seats far at the back, expecting the rest of the theater to fill up. But by the time the previews end and the opening credits begin to roll, we’re only two of five people in the theater. The other three are dotted around the rows, the nearest person at least 4 rows in front of us and on the far side of the theater, sitting next to the aisle as though they’re worried they’ll need to do a few bathroom runs during this movie.

“What are we seeing?” I whisper, because the previews were a mix of comedy, horror, action and animated films, so I can’t even guess what genre this one will be.

To my amusement, Zayne shrugs. “No idea,” he whispers back. “I just liked the title.”

We settle in, the popcorn he insisted we buy balanced between us. Every now and again, our hands brush as we both reach into the popcorn at the same time. Every time they do, he insists on nudging my fingers. I lose count of how many times he makes me drop the handful of popcorn I’ve gripped, simply because I can’t help the small startled reaction that still races through me whenever our bare skin brushes. A spark of ignition that’s impossible to ignore.

The movie starts out with an explosion, and only gets louder from there. Turns out it’s one of those comedy-action movies, but not a funny one. After the fourth joke falls flat, Zayne takes to whispering better versions of the lines in my ear. I have to fight cracking up and turning heads across the theater—although, admittedly, there aren’t even too many heads to turn.

“Not your thing, huh?” I ask him with a smirk as he makes fun of the sixth line in a row.

“Are you kidding? I love shitty movies. The worse the better.”

We trade favorite un-recommendations for the next few scenes, but by then, it’s become clear that this movie is just ridiculous.

“Not even MST3k could save this,” I mutter, and Zayne lights up, squeezing my leg.

“You watch that too? I loved that show.”

“Wow, nerd.” I smirk at him.

“You’re one to talk,” he counters.

“Me? I am innately cool.”

“Don’t you work in a publishing house? Pretty sure all publishers have to be nerds. It’s in the job requirement right?”

“Only book nerds though. Not TV show nerds.” I roll my eyes.

“Is that worse?”

“You tell me,” I counter. “You’re the nerd expert here.”

“Tell me, Clove.” His fingers track up my thigh, moving slowly, like he’s turned his hand into a spider and he’s crawling it up the rain spout. His fingers dance closer and closer to my hips. “Would a nerd be able to make you come as many times as I made you scream my name last weekend?”

I can feel my cheeks flush in the dark of the theater. “Maybe. I don’t know. I haven’t really tested nerd versus non-nerd’s abilities in the bedroom.”

“I see. So I haven’t fucked you enough times yet, is what I’m hearing.”

I swallow hard. “Well.



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