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

Shortly after, Kin got out of the bed and said, “Stay here. I’ll be right back, baby.”


He went to the bathroom, and within a few minutes, came out with a cloth in his hand. Kin walked up to the bed and lowered himself on it. He lay down on his side and pressed his body against me in all his naked glory as he balanced himself on his elbow. Gently, he opened my legs with his other hand. Then, he took the warm, damp cloth to my jewel and sponged it with care. His mesmerising eyes were on mine all the time, digging into my deepest emotions and desires.


“Does it hurt, love?” Kin asked softly while wiping my cum-smeared cunt.


“A bit sore, but I love the soreness.” Gosh, what was that about? Love the soreness? I couldn’t believe I’d just said that, and I could feel the blush creeping in.


Chapter 23