I abandoned my car and crossed the road in a jiff. I hurriedly stepped into the cinema, worried that I might miss her. She could be in any of the rooms watching a movie, and if she were, I would have to wait for two hours for her to come out of there. My eyes skimmed the whole floor and finally rested on her back. She was facing the board, nibbling on her index finger, pondering whether she should or shouldn’t watch a movie. Which movie? I couldn’t care less. As long as I get to talk to her and get to know her, it’ll be enough for me.

“Should I or shouldn’t I?” she mused.

“Whatever it is, I think you should,” I answered from right behind her. Then she slowly turned around to face me.

Her long and wavy brunette locks swayed as she pivoted. For that moment, my breath caught in my throat as my blue eyes locked with her hazel ones; sparks erupted in me.

“You think I should?” she asked, looking straight into my eyes.

“Wholeheartedly,” I replied softly.

“Which would you prefer?” she continued.

“Whichever your heart desires,” I bantered, eyes glinting.

“Hmm… Have you watched The Martian before?” she spoke again in her husky tone.

“Nope,” I smirked.

“Do you want a gist of it? I won’t tell if you hate spoilers,” she smiled.

For a moment, I was rooted to the spot by her carefree and beguiling smile. Man, I am hooked. Totally and unconditionally hooked.


My Curvy Italian Queen

Holy shit! What was she wearing? Did she wear that every night to bed, or was it only when she knew I’d be in the room with her? Was she trying to kill me slowly parading in skimpy shorts with her long creamy sexy legs on display? And her glorious mounds, gosh! The hardened pebbles were protruding, and the outline could be seen clearly over the satin camisole top. Just how would I be able to keep my increasing shaft from bucking? I know—cold shower. Yeah, I guess a cold shower would work. No, not one but lots of it. It has to work. It had better be.


Suddenly there was a knock on the door. “Kin, are you all right? You’ve been in there for almost forty-five minutes.”


Wait, what? That long? I didn’t check the time. I just needed to tame my manhood, but it was so stubborn. Every time it had taken on a resting position, it grew back massively with the thought of Ami in that outfit.


Chapter 19