“Are you calm now?” I whisper.
“You think that’s going to stop me from what I want to do next?”
“I’ll keep going until you’re calm.”
I slowly squeeze as he throbs.
I inch my fist to his tip and slide right back down again.
Cullen hisses.
Then he smirks. “We’re missing the movie.”
“Here’s what happens. People get killed. The evil thing gets destroyed. But at the end, it wakes up.”
“Got to have that sequel, right?”
“Fucking right,” I whisper.
My hand is still touching him.
Stroking him.
I have my legs squeezed against his leg.
I’m sort of dry humping the side of his right leg.
What the fuck are you doing, Jaci?
I really don’t know.
I finally take my hand out of his jeans and slide it along his lower stomach.
“Thanks for that,” Cullen says.
“Hey, that mess is yours,” I say.
“You caused it.”
“You wanted it.”
Cullen sits up and laughs. “I have to go clean myself up. Should I make more popcorn?”
“I think I should go back,” I say.
“Still crashing with theThorns, Jaci?”
“That’s right. It’s pretty much stopped raining. The scary movie vibe is over.”
Cullen nods.
We both can just playfully assume tonight was simply for the joys of being touched and finishing.
Which we both did.
I glance at my right hand.
I need to clean myself up too.