Chapter Thirty-Two
#Chapter Thirty-Two
"This is my favourite movie, I'm so glad you're here to watch it again with me," Barry beamed.
She pulled her legs onto the couch, and forced her lips to form a smile but she was unable to move them. "Of course."
"I mean, this movie never gets old!"
"Totally," she lied. She slept the first time she watched it, but learned not to ever do that again when he caught her sleeping and decided to start the movie from the beginning again.
He took the bowl of popcorn from the table and put it on his lap. He dug in and glued his eyes to the screen eagerly. "The Ten Commandments!"
"Over half a century old," she laughed. He glanced at her with an unreadable expression and she flashed her most excited smile.
"I know this is your favourite movie too," Barry said and she regretted ever telling him that lie.
"Yes, I love it so very much," she said sarcastically but it was lost on Barry whose eyes were transfixed on the screen. About thirty minutes passed when her phone lit up. It was a text, and the name on her screen read 'Nina'. She picked up her phone to read it.
The text read: With your boyfriend?
She typed a reply: Dreadfully yes
The reply: Call me
She closed her messaging app and called Nina. Her phone rang for a while before someone picked up.
"He beside you now?"
"Yes," she said into her phone.
"Good. What are you wearing?"
"That yellow dress."
"Describe it to me."
"Small sunflowers all over. A white background. Smooth fabric," she said and Barry stared at her. She smiled at him and removed her phone temporarily from her ear to show him who was on the phone.
"I don't remember you knowing a Nina," he said.
She shrugged. "What about you?" Kitty asked, speaking into the phone.
"Just out of the shower, so only a towel."
The fringes of arousal crept into her body, a tingle shooting from her belly into her core. "Remove it."
Three seconds. "Done."
"Describe it to me," she said slowly.
"Fucking hard already," he said. "Dark, veiny and too big for your small hole."
The hairs on her skin rose. "I swear I lose a decade every time I speak to you."
Barry shot her a look. "Don't swear, Kitty," he said. "It's sinful."
She nodded an apology at him. "I'm sorry, Barry."
Laughter sounded into one ear. "His name is Barry?"
"Yeah," she said to her phone.
"What a sexy name."
"It's nothing like yours," she said, grinning.
"Why did you apologise to him?"
"Because swearing is sinful," she said and Barry glanced at her with a proud smile.
"Sinful? You're a little past that though, aren't you? You personify blasphemy, Kitty."
"And whose fault is that?"
"How wet are your panties?"
"It's stuck to my - " she said, stopping herself. "To me. And I feel cold air."
"Peel it off and stick one finger in for me."
"I can't," she said. "Are you crazy? I can't."
"My cock is throbbing for you and I'm rubbing it. It's ready for your tiny hole, Kitty."
"Fuck," she blurted out and Barry gawked at her. "Sorry, Barry," she said when her words sank in. Why the fuck was she apologising to this prude? She shook her head and stood up, leaving for the toilet. When she reached, she locked the door and walked as far in as she could. Then she put him on speaker. "I'm in his toilet, peeling off my panties now."
"That's more like it," he said. "Stick that finger in."
"I've never done that before."
He laughed slowly. "Put your finger in your mouth and suck it. Then push it into your pussy."
She sucked on her finger and removed it from her mouth, dropping it down to her pussy. She felt her way around and stopped over her pussy. "Just put it in?" Kitty asked him.
"Spread your legs before you put it in."
She laid herself on the floor and spread her legs wide. Then her fingers found her core again. She pressed on it before her finger sank in. "It's in."
"Touch your clit too," he ordered.
Her finger left her pussy and she caught her clit in between two fingers. "What are you doing?"
"Pumping my cock up and down."
They continued for a while until finally, both of them were close. "Gunner…"
"Kitty, I want to hear you screaming my name when you cum."
"G-Gunner!" Kitty whisper-yelled as she neared her climax.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Y-Yes?!" Kitty called out to the door.
"Kitty, you've been in there a while," Barry said.
"I'm sorry, I ate a lot last night!" Kitty lied.
"Continue touching your clit, Kitty," Gunner said and her fingers moved against it.
"Why do I hear another voice inside?" Barry asked. "It sounded like a man."
"I'm watching a video, Barry!" Kitty called out as her fingers quickened up and down her clit.
"Oh," Barry said.
"How about this," Gunner said. "Why don't you scream out his name when you cum?"
"What? Fuck no," Kitty whispered to her phone.
"I'll continue with the movie, alright?" Barry said.
"Sure," she said to Barry breathlessly as her fingers moved blindingly.
"I'm close, Kitty," Gunner said.
"Me too."
"Cry out his name," he told her.
The climax hit her hard and spasms of euphoria shattered through her body. "Barry!" Kitty cried out and she heard footsteps hurrying back to the door. Loud knocks sounded on the other side as Gunner laughed a little before hanging up.
"Kitty?! Are you okay?" Barry knocked on the door profusely.
Kitty dressed herself as quickly as she could. She opened the door. "It's nothing, sorry I took so long."
"It sounded like - " Barry said as he studied her. "Are you sure you're alright?"
"Yes," she said.
"Okay then," he said and they returned to the couch, where Kitty sat through the entire movie in silence and discovered, for the first time ever, how thrilling movie night with Barry was.