Chapter One Hundred and twenty

"Once again, Mr Kingston, you're back early." She said turning away from her laptop to look at me standing leaning by the doorframe.

"We're watching a movie tonight, so of course I'm back early." I took a cursory glance at the clock and saw that it was just 4pm, I was pretty early.

"Tonight? How come I didn't know about it? Did you you get tickets? What movie is it?" She threw all her questions at me while she knelt on the bed.

"Relax, woman." I smirked.

"Don't give that smirk and no don't say it!" She drawled with an exaggerated cry face with puckered lips and all.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out."

She threw a pillow at me.

"I told you not to say it!" She exclaimed and threw another pillow in my direction. I dodged it.

"Movie night at eight, love you babe." I saus ducked as she threw another pillow at me. I scurried out of the room hearing her grunt loudly behind me eliciting laughter from me.

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"How did I not know there's a huge theatre room in this house?" She questioned in bewilderment as she looked around the wide cozy room. She practically ran over to the snack table that had been restocked with all her favorites specifically for tonight.

"That's because you've never been up here." I said, scanning the room to know if everything was in order.

"Wow." She plopped on one of the cushions and moaned.

"It's so soft." She sighed before shoving another mouthful of popcorn. We hadn't even started the movie yet and she was already munching on the snacks.

"Is there any other room in this mansion, I should know about?" She asked, giving me a scrutinizing gaze.

"You'll see." I grinned. She hummed and turned to face the life size screen in front of us.

"So, what are we watching?"

"Hmm some Netflix movie,"

"Title?" She asked, picking up some more popcorn.

"365 days."

"What?!" She looked like she was going to have a stroke any minute.

"Is something wrong?" I asked, as I stood up to manually turn the lights off so I could see the look on her face as she swallowed.

"No,… uhm, not at all." She stuttered and adjusted herself on the couch as the movie started.

I picked up a big blanket from one of the cupboards and handed it over to her so she could cover her bare legs.

I settled down next to her and put my arm around her shoulder with a content sigh.

Time to Netflix and chill...

Barely fourty five minutes into watching, she had her head leaning on my shoulder and seemed like she wanted to doze off. Oh no, Mrs Kingston, you're not getting off that easy.

**Mature content ahead!**

Deftly, my fingers traced themselves down her soft cotton clad body and got into her shorts. Seemed like she was pretending to be oblivious and that was a good sign.

I found my way in and rubbed on her clit eliciting a low moan from her. My thumb massaged it slowly and she held on to my bicep trying to fight back the moans that were soon to erupt from her throat.

I placed two fingers between her folds and stretched them slightly apart.

"Damien," she breathed out, shutting her eyes as she threw her head back in ecstasy.

"Take your top off." I demanded in a husky voice. She did so without delay and those beautiful mounds of flesh were set free. Her beautiful pink nipples went hard at my touch but that wasn't my focus. I took off her shorts.

I guided her hands down to feel how hard I was for her just like she was soaking wet for me. Her wide eyes met mine and she drew back a little bit but I held her on the spot.

"Relax, I won't do anything until you tell me you're ready and not until I hear what I need to." I let her know in a strained voice.

"What are you talking about?"

"Let's focus on what's at hand." I finally kissed her lips, distracting her from asking further questions.

Her hands went through my hair as I laid on top of her and our lips moved slowly against each other's.

I slowly grinded on her clit through the light fabric of her panties as our lips stayed locked. Soon I left her lips and sucked on her neck, as I soon got on with slowly dry humping her.

Her moans soon pitched higher than usual, drowning the sound of the movie that had been long forgotten. She was close to her an orgasm and I was going to help her get there.

I pressed her boobs together with both hands and simultaneously teased both nipples with my tongue and lips while my grinding increased.

"Oohhhh!" She practically screamed as she hit her high and her body rocked with a spasm of pleasure.

She breathed heavily as she slowly recovered from the orgasm.

"Damien," she panted out and drew my face closer to kiss me briefly.

"That was amazing." She breathed out.

"Glad you enjoyed it." I smirked. She turned red and hid her face in my chest.

"However, I still need to take a cold shower so let's get you covered up and ready for bed." I said, still hovering over her.

I got off the couch, picked up her shirt from the distance she had thrown it to and got her into it as well as her shorts.

She got up on her feet and hissed lowly.

"Are you hurt?" I asked concernedly.

"No, I'm just so wet, it feels weird standing on my feet." She blurted out with a frown and looked away shyly when she realized what she had just said.

I chuckled and flicked her nose, she didn't sneeze this time.

"You're so cute." I said.

"Let's go." I took her hand with me. "Or would you like for me to carry you?" I asked and she nodded like a kid who had been offered her favourite candy.

"You're such a baby." I teased as my hands went under her knees to carry her up.

"I'm your baby." She cutely retorted.

"The one and only." I staring down at her as I walked out of the room. She bit her lower lip and looked away coyly.

Definitely my one and only.