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So
his fingers start moving, coming closer to my sore clit.
    I'm throbbing, and I can feel the wetness
dripping down my leg, and he hasn't even reached my thong yet. I
don't dare look at him, but I realize I won't be able to say
no.
    Because I want this just as badly as he
does.
    I hear him shuffling in the seat next to me
and I realize he's repositioning himself so no one can see what
we're doing. At least he's that considerate.
    I take a sharp intake of breath when his
pointer finger reaches my panties, and I can feel him do the same
when he finds me wet and willing. Hesitating only for a second, he
finally, mercifully, moves my panties for the side, his middle
finger outlining my swollen wet lips.
    I'm dying for his touch, so eager for him to
plunge his fingers inside me I almost straddle him right there, in
the middle of the crowded movie theater.
    Thank God the seat next to me is empty, as
is his - and then I realize he must've chosen these seats in the
back on purpose.
    That stupid prick ... Like he
actually thought I would give it up like this?!
    I pout my lips and I can feel him chuckling
softly under his breath, so I shoot him an annoyed glance. But he
makes me keep my gaze on his and just then, he plunges a finger
deep inside me, my pussy taking him in, tight and ready for Kaiden
Hunter.
    I gasp and immediately cover my mouth, angry
at the fact he got my body to react when my mind didn't want to.
But then I can't focus on pouting anymore, because his fingers
starts pushing inside me and it feels so fucking good ...
    He looks at me the whole time, even when I
look at the screen, too embarrassed to meet his eye. His finger is
joined by another one and I have to fight back a cry of pure
passion when he starts fucking me with both.
    The movie ends right then, and the credits
come on, and I'm just about to come when he pulls his fingers out.
The lights come on and I frantically move my panties in their place
and tuck my artfully curled hair behind my ear.
    Then, I risk a look at Kaiden.
    It's like he's been waiting for me to turn
towards him, because he immediately raises his fingers to his mouth
and groans when he smells them. Slowly, he licks both fingers that
were inside me only seconds ago, and I nearly die right there and
then.
    Instead, I gulp and practically run out of
the movie theater with Kaiden hot on my heels.

Chapter 7
KAIDEN
    I can't believe I just did that.
    I also can't believe how damn good it felt,
just touching her like that, hidden in plain sight.
    I'm hot on her trail when she rushes out of
the theater, but just as I'm about to grab her hand and puller back
towards me, we run into a person I really don't want to see
right now.
    "Kaiden!" she says happily and I smile a
sour grin.
    "Hello, mother," I greet her, finally
stopping right along with Francesca, who immediately blushes a deep
shade of beetroot. I bet she's wondering whether my movie star
mother can tell what we just did when we should have been watching
her newest flick ...
    "And who is your little friend?" she asks
curiously, looking at Francesca out of the corner of her eye.
    Here's the thing.
    I've never brought a girl home, never
voluntarily introduced someone to my mother.
    Sure, she knows I have quite the reputation,
and she's met some of the girls I dated, had flings with, even. But
somehow, I want to shield Francesca from her imploring gaze, as if
afraid I'll lose her to my mother.
    How sick is that?
    Reluctantly, I introduce the two with a fake
smile plastered across my face.
    "Mom, this is Francesca DeMarco," I say,
stepping aside so the two can shake hands. "Francesca, this is
Monica Hunter."
    "Pleased to meet you," my mother says
pleasantly as she checks out Francesca, and she says something nice
in response but it's so quiet I can barely make out the words.
    My mother scrutinizes Francesca's appearance
and it's the most awkward minute I've ever had to live through. I
know I've been seen with some pretty questionable women, but