Just an Ashley Love story

Ashley’s POV
I picked a movie that is on its last leg, and one that had low ratings so the theater would be pretty empty. We wouldn’t be watching much of the movie anyway. I walked us up to the very back row, in a very dark corner. Other than us, there was one other couple way up front, no one else came in.

When the credits started I lifted the armrest between us so I could hold her close, she wrapped her arms around my waist and cuddled up to me. She closed her eyes and breathed in deep as I kissed the top of her head. Tonight was it. I was determined to tell her, and show her, how much I truly loved her.

Thinking about it made me so nervous. I swallowed hard. She noticed and looked up, and gave me a smile, that same smile I’ve seen so many times before. One that makes my heart race, and my knees weak. A smile full of love. I have never known true love, I thought I did, but it felt nothing like this. With her, she is my world, everything to me. She needs to know.

She sits up, her face level with mine. She gently pushes the hair out of my face, her touch sending shivers through my body, and whispers “What’s wrong baby?”

“Nothing, nothing at all. Just enjoying my time with you.”

She ran her thumb gently across my lips, then caressed my cheek with her fingers. I closed my eyes, and sighed. I’ve never known a touch to be filled with so much emotion. She cupped my cheek and kissed me, gently at first. Then her need for me showed, she wrapped bother her arms around the back of my neck and kissed me deep. I wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled her on top of me. She kept her lips to mine. Sitting on my like this, her skirt raised, the smooth skin of her thighs exposed. I ran one of my hands around the back of her leg so I could get to her inner thigh. Like I did at the restaurant, I ran slow circles upward til I reached her center. Quietly, full of need, “Oh god baby..your so wet.” It came out more as a moan.

I didn’t tease her this time, I used two fingers and entered her, slowly. Curling my fingers towards her bellybutton I played with her sweet spot. She pulled away looking me dead in the eyes, gasping. Finally she bit her lip, shut her eyes hard, and put her face in my neck to try and stifle the moans and screams that wanted to so badly escape her.

“That’s it baby, feel it, cum for me.”

That’s all it took, she ground down hard on my hand, practically growling into my neck. I’ve never been so turned on. Then she bit me, as her walls tightened repeatedly around my fingers. Her juices running freely down my hand. I sucked in a hard breath trying my best not to cry out from her bite, to no avail. A loud “ah” filled the theater. I fought to quickly catch my breath. I rolled her off of me, and stood over her. “I can’t take anymore. I need you Christine, now, more than I’ve ever needed anybody. Let’s go home. Please.”

She looked up at me, and nodded. I grabbed her hand and stood her up, pulling her hard as we ran out of the theater to the car. I pushed her up against the passenger side door, and crushed my body and lips to hers. She bit my lip gently to stop my kiss.

“Ash, baby, if you don’t stop, we’ll never make it home.”

She was right, I was ready to take her right there, right now, and I wouldn’t have cared who saw. But that’s not how I wanted it. I wanted to not only tell her but show her how much I truly loved her, against a car is not the way. I wanted to make love to her. And that needed to be done at home and in bed.

We got in the car, and headed towards the house.

Christine’s POV
In the car I turned towards him. He’s driven me crazy all night. I put my hand on his upper thigh and slowly slid it up working my way up to bulge in his pants. His cock straining against the leather of his pants. When I got to it, I gently squeezed. He let out a deep groan. Leaving one hand on the wheel, he took his free hand and covered mine.
Putting more pressure on my hand, pushing it harder into him. He sucked air through his teeth, fighting to keep from rolling his head back.

His mind is going, I can tell. He’s got something he needs to say. He keeps looking at me almost as though he’s pained by something. As if he’s scared of what he has to say. I wish he would just tell me. I teased him a bit longer, just to give him a taste of his own medicine, but I kept it light while he was driving. We were back at the house in no time.

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