CHAPTER 50
ANNA’S POV
After the beautiful dinner we had, Ryan drove us straight to the cinema, his hand resting on my thigh the whole way as if letting go of me wasn’t an option.
“Alright,” he said as we stood in front of the board showing all the movies. “Your choice. What do you want to watch?”
I scanned the titles, pretending to look serious. “Hmm… let’s see. action? Comedy? Or…” I paused dramatically, glancing at him with a mischievous grin. “Horror.”
Ryan raised a brow. “Horror? You?”
“Yes, me,” I shot back, crossing my arms. “What, you think I’ll get scared and cling to you?”
He smirked. “Baby, I don’t think. I know.”
I rolled my eyes. “Please. I’m stronger than you think.”
We bought the tickets, got some popcorn, and made our way inside. The theatre was almost empty, maybe five people scattered around, which made it feel more private. We settled into our seats near the back. Ryan stretched his arm across the seat behind me, and I tried to act unfazed even though my stomach was already flipping from just being next to him.
The movie started, the music low and eerie, shadows flickering across the screen. I sat up straighter, forcing myself to look calm. Ryan glanced at me with that smug smile, whispering
“Still strong?”
“Shut up,” I muttered, keeping my eyes glued to the screen.
But as the scenes grew darker, the tension in the theater thickening, I found myself inching closer to him. My hand brushed his arm, then his chest, until without realizing it, I was half leaning into him. He chuckled softly. “Strong, huh?”
“Ryan, I’m watching,” I hissed, though my eyes had already darted away from the screen when the creepy music swelled.
Then it happened, the monster suddenly jumped out of nowhere, the sound blasting through the speakers, and I screamed before I could stop myself. Without thinking, I leapt straight onto Ryan, my arms wrapping around his neck tightly.
The three other people in the theater didn’t even look our way, too engrossed in the film, but I could hear Ryan’s quiet laugh rumbling against my chest. “What was that about being strong?” he teased, his hand rubbing my back as if I was a child who needed comforting.
“Shut up, Ryan,” I mumbled into his neck, refusing to let go. “That was cheap. They cheated.”
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He grinned, kissing the side of my head. “Admit. You’re terrified.”
“I’m not terrified. I’m just… cautious.”
“Cautious?” He smirked. “Baby, you’re wrapped around me like the movie monster’s after you personally.”
I stuck my tongue out at him but didn’t move away. If anything, I snuggled closer. My heart was racing, not just from the movie, but from how warm and safe I felt pressed against him.
And then, without even realizing when it started, my hips shifted against him. Just slightly at first, an unconscious move, but then I felt him stiffen under me. I froze, wide–eyed, then looked up at him. His jaw was tight, his eyes darker than the theater around us.
“Anna,” he murmured, his voice low, warning but laced with need.
My face heated, but I didn’t stop. I shifted again, a little more deliberately this time, grinding lightly against him while keeping my arms around his neck as if I was still just hiding from the movie. He exhaled sharply, his hand tightening on my waist.
“Baby…” His voice was strained, his breath hot against my ear. “Don’t start what you can’t finish.”
I bit my lip, pretending innocence, but my body betrayed me as I pressed closer. His bulge was growing against me, hard and undeniable, and a rush of heat shot through my body.
RYAN’S POV
“Baby… don’t tempt me,” I rasped, my voice low and strained, my body already burning as she ground her hips down on me. “We should finish the movie.”
But anna just shook her head, her hands sliding up to hold my face still as she stole my lips in a desperate kiss. Her mouth moved against mine with so much need, so much hunger, I could barely breathe. She broke away for a second, her lips trailing down to my neck, kissing me there, her soft moans vibrating against my skin. My hands clenched the armrest because fuck, she was making it impossible to focus.
“anna…” I groaned, trying to remind her, “the movie… it’s still going… we need to-”
“I don’t care,” she whispered hotly against my throat, kissing me again, her lips brushing lower. “I just want you.”
Her body kept moving on me, pressing, grinding, her heat rubbing against the bulge that was already straining in my jeans. My entire body stiffened, my jaw tightening as I fought to hold back, but she wasn’t making it easy. Every shift of her hips, every little whimper that escaped her lips, made me harder and harder until I couldn’t think straight.
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“Fuck it,” I growled finally, my restraint snapping. I grabbed her and kissed her back hungrily , pulling her flush against me as my tongue slid deep into her mouth. The movie, the sound, the empty hall–everything disappeared. It was just her, her lips, her body, her desperate little moans. My hands roamed her sides, her back, gripping her waist firmly as she moved faster, our kiss so wild it felt like we were both starving.
Her hand slid down, brushing over my bulge, and I jolted, groaning hard into her mouth. She fumbled at my belt, and I grabbed her wrist quickly, holding it still, shaking my head with a heavy breath. “anna, no… not here. Not like this. My voice was rough, but I could see how much I wanted it in her eyes, because she smirked softly, leaning in to whisper against my lips.
“No one’s looking.”
Before I could argue, she unzipped my jeans, her hand slipping inside my brief, pulling my cock free. I sucked in a sharp breath, my eyes widening as the cool air hit me, my body jerking under her touch. “Anna…” I hissed, my chest rising and falling quickly, “fuck, you’re gonna kill me.”
She only smiled, adjusting herself on my lap, her dress riding up as she shifted her panties to the side. My heart slammed against my ribs as I realized what she was about to do. “Anna, Wait-”
But she didn’t wait. She positioned herself and, with one slow push, slid down onto me, taking me inside her completely. My head slammed back against the seat, my hand flying to grip her waist hard as a deep groan tore from my throat. “Fuck!” I breathed, my whole body shuddering. “anna…”
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Her arms wrapped tight around my shoulders, her lips brushing my ear as she whispered, “I told you… I don’t care about the movie.”
pace,
And then she started bouncing, her hips rolling against me, the wet heat of her wrapping me so tight I thought I’d lose it instantly. My fingers dug into her waist as I tried to control her
tried to keep her steady, but she was relentless, riding me harder, her quiet gasps filling the near–empty room. My eyes were no longer anywhere near the movie screen, they were on her, only her, the way her face twisted with pleasure, the way she tried to hold back her moans and failed, the way her lips parted to whisper my name.
“Ryan… oh God, Ryan…” she whimpered, her nails biting into my shoulders as she moved faster.
I groaned, holding her tight, my voice breaking against her ear. “Anna, fuck… you’re gonna make me lose my mind.”
The movie kept playing, but for us, it didn’t exist anymore. It was just me and her, right there in that darkened cinema, lost in each other, forgetting the world.
