Traversing through time to find you - Chapter 115

(Michelle POV)

Are we really doing this inside the movie house? I did imagine some make-out session, but not… oh my God. Anthony who has been rubbing my clit earlier has pushed my underwear aside and penetrated me with his finger. My eyes widened and a low rumble escaped me.

Anthony who still has his left arm wrapped around me stopped kissing me and pulled back a little. Then our eyes met. Although it was a little dark, I can still see his handsome face clearly. He gave me a smile and if not because of his finger still inside my womanhood, I would think that he’s a pure and innocent young man.

I bit my lip. I really should stop what he’s doing to me here now. I mean, I have a key inside my bag, and we can do this intimate act inside the privacy of a hotel room. However, I don’t know how to tell him. What if he thinks I’m a prude? It’s not like I’m still a virgin Mary in his eyes. We did it twice and… oh, he’s pulling it out… thank… GOD!

Another rumble escaped my throat. I thought he was pulling his lone finger out to stop this madness, but instead, he added another. I had taken his much larger rod inside me but one should not underestimate his fingers. When we held hands, I noted that his hand completely engulfed mine. His fingers were long and… Ah! My hands fisted his polo shirt as my face contorted trying not to make a sound.

It was very pleasurable and exciting but if we get caught… I can already imagine me and Anthony being directed to the mall’s management/ security. What if they throw us in prison? What if they inform our parents? What if this gets out in the news!? Fuck! The thought brought me back to my senses and I tried to call his attention. “A-anthony…”

“Not so loud Michelle.” He whispered to my ear, his hot breath causing goosebumps to rise all over my body.

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(Third POV)

When Michelle called his name with a stutter, Anthony who was already aroused since earlier felt his body turn even hotter. Whenever Michelle would stutter and blush, all his mind would come up with was the image of her turning red, panting, and heaving after she reach climax.

Anyhow since she did not protest, he thought that it was okay to proceed. So, he licked the shell of her ear as he pressed the hilt of his palm to her clit. Then, his two fingers inside her moved faster. He moved them circularly, going up, down, left, and right in a slightly rough manner, like in those he watched in porn, while going in and out faster.

Michelle forgot that she needed to stop him and could only bite her lower lip to stop herself from moaning out loud. She could only hope other people were not paying them any attention and that the wet slapping sound made by his fingers and her pussy could be covered by the sounds from the movie.

Anthony’s eyes did not stray from Michelle’s face. Her eyebrows were furrowed, and she was biting her lips, obviously trying not to make a sound. She looked so tempting that way and though he considers himself a gentleman most of the time, when he’s with Michelle, he realized that he could be such a rogue.

Inspired by his thought of being just that, he teased Michelle by whispering these words to her ears. “Can you spread your legs wider? I’m afraid you’re going to cut my fingers off with how tight you are.”

Hearing his words, Michelle’s pussy suddenly contracted, and her hips buckled. She quickly covered her mouth to stop her moan, but her throat still made a mewling sound. She just reached climax.

Anthony felt her pussy contract and her juices gush out. He did not pull his fingers out of her instantly. When her body came down from the high, she opened her eyes and they met with his. Her cheeks flushed and her lips red from all her biting. She looked so fuckable that all he wanted to do was unzip his pants and take her then and there.

He never pegged himself as an exhibitionist given his belief that his libido was never going to outdo his common sense. Yet now… anyway, he finally pulled his hand out of her skirt and looked at it.

Michelle saw Anthony looking towards his hand and her eyes followed. His hand glistened with her juices, and if that were not embarrassing enough, when he spread his middle and ring finger the translucent wetness was like a colorless mucus which sticked to his fingers.

Anthony seeing the juices sticking to his fingers felt his mouth water. Without any rhyme or reason, well maybe there was (because he’s curious and horny as fuck), he placed his fingers in his mouth and sucked them. It tasted slightly sweet and tangy. Then, he turned to look at Michelle. Seeing her wide eyes, he smiled at her and said, “Delicious.”

Michelle felt another gush of liquid flowing out of her pussy.

Anthony chuckled finding her dumbstruck face cute. He pulled her closer as he wrapped both his arms around her, pressing her closer to his body as he rubbed his boner to her legs. Then he asked, “Should we get out of here?”

Michelle who thought that she would be the one who needs to initiate everything could only nod her head in response. Her imagination has always been good, but this reality was certainly better.

Anthony unwrapped his hold on Michelle, then he stood up from his chair and offered her his hand. When she placed her hand in his, he pulled her up and led them to walk out of the movie theater.

The people seating near the seats the two occupied followed Michelle and Anthony with their eyes. The show the two gave was so distracting that instead of them watching the blockbuster movie, they focused their eyes on them instead. It was a shame they left early though, they were looking forward to the part the movie ends so that the lights would be switched on and they can see their faces clearly.

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(Michelle POV)

I don’t know how many times I said the words in my head but let me say them again. Oh my God. Did everything that happened really happened? Anyway, after we exited the movie house, Anthony started leading us to the car park.

I could already picture what was running in his head. I mean, we must be thinking the same thing, so it was not that difficult to guess. So, instead of beating around the bush, I tugged his hand holding mine causing him to halt his footsteps and face me.

I could not really look him in the eye because of some shyness which was really ridiculous. We already did what we did, and I still felt this way. However, I couldn’t help it! Perhaps it’s because I unrequitedly loved (Ok, maybe love is too deep so it’s more like obsession) him for a long time and this relationship I have with him now has always been something I dreamed of in the past, so I’m this way. Not wanting him to get turned off, wanting to please him, and not wanting to mess this up.

Anyway, I pulled the hotel’s key card from my bag and handed it to him.

Anthony received the card and did not say anything at first. I peeked at him and saw that he was looking at the card, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Did he not realize what the card was for?

“Uh… I booked us a room…” I finally said honestly. When he did not say anything again, I did not know what to do. Ah… was it too soon!? I looked away from him and timidly asked, “Do you… do you dislike it?” I bit my lips in nervousness and I shifted from left to right.

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(Third POV)

Anthony looked at the keycard Michelle handed him. He still felt a bit unbelievable. Did she invite him today with everything planned all along? Like the movie tickets then now this. Did she plan on dating him? Was she romantically interested in him? All those things suddenly went inside his head, and it confused the hell out of him.

Thankfully, or not, his pondering was put to an end when Michelle called for his attention. He knew what the keycard was for but Michelle saying it made him blush. Why did he not think of booking a room himself? Looking at her shifting from left to right after asking whether he disliked it or not, he found her very endearing.

Wanting to tease her like a hooligan, Anthony leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “Let me show you how much I like it when we get there.”

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TBC