Heart of the Guardians: Adoring Destiny by Adrianna Adore (best big ereader .TXT) 📗

She went to the bedroom, saw the rumbled sheets and scowled. The jerk had taken her virginity then ran back to his wife. She wanted to strangle him. She rummaged through his drawers but there were only a few changes of clothes, his closet had a jacket and a pair of slacks. Everything he owned would fit in the single suitcase on the shelf. She found his college ID badge on the dresser and the title to his car in the desk. She checked the date of sale and was surprised it was only a day before he’d arrived. He’d gone to elaborate and expensive lengths to be a teacher at a small school for only a few weeks. She only hesitated for a moment before she grabbed both, snatched the car keys and locked the door behind her. She was going to track him down, show up on his fancy drive way with his fancy car and ask him why he treated Claire so bad, why he had taken advantage of a naïve student. Hopefully in front of his fancy wife. Bastard deserved the fallout he was going to get.

She googled his name but nothing came up that matched the picture. He wasn’t on Facebook or tik tok or Instagram or twitter or any other social media. She called up a boy she knew from computer sciences class and he was eager to help. Anything to spend time with one of the prettiest girls he knew.

She gave him the ID badge, asked him to find out anything he could and he told her he’d have it done in a few days.

She had a date that night with Cody, the boy she’d left at the restaurant a few days ago when his buddy had gotten grabby with Claire. She’d promised to make it up to him and he could be charming when he wanted. He talked too much about football and his high school team, where he was the quarterback and star player, but he was taking her to a movie, he couldn’t talk through it. He was handsome in a rugged way and she loved the way his muscles bunched tight under his shirt that looked about a size too small. It was their fourth or fifth date, depending if she counted the disastrous night at Rico’s, and she was starting to like him more and more. He seemed to like her, too. Maybe he was the one, maybe he wouldn’t lose interest if they slept together. Most of the boys she dated she just had fun with. They took her places, made her laugh, bought her things and most of them were happy to hang out.

Cody’s hand accidentally drifted down to her breast during the movie and she didn’t push it away, even moved a little so his fingers could feel her nipple grow hard. She heard his intake of breath and smiled to herself. She would have him squirming in his seat in another minute. He’d have to think of some pretense to adjust himself because if she knew boys, she knew he was starting to get hard. It was a school night, the film had been playing for a week and the police drama hadn’t gotten very good reviews. The theater was almost empty, there were only a few older couples down near the front enjoying senior discount night. They sat near the top under the flickering projector so if anyone did happen to look up at them, they would be blinded by the light. Dana had never done it in a theater before and the thought of doing something so forbidden had her almost squirming in her own seat. She tested the armrest, they folded up and she was already trying to figure out if the seats were wide enough to lay down on. It had been weeks since she’d been laid and when Cody wasn’t talking, she could appreciate his rugged good looks, his bleach blonde hair and the hard body of an athlete. He gripped her breast more firmly and she pushed into his hand, giving him the go ahead. She’d worn a knee length skirt and if she tucked her panties in her purse, they could do it. They could really do it and get away with it. Her breathing quickened with her pulse. His hands felt good on her body as the other one found the hem of her shirt and slid under it. They were oily from the popcorn and slicked her nipples with the flavored butter. On the screen, the undercover cop was beating up a suspect and she knew they had at least another half hour before the end of the film. Plenty of time if they didn’t spend too long petting. She flipped up the arm rests and reached under her skirt to pull off her panties. She couldn’t wait to feel him inside her, she needed the release. She ran her lacy red panties under his nose before she tucked them away and hoped he was well endowed. She wanted to be filled up, wanted to know she’d been rode hard when it was over. She ran her hand over his leg to the firmness trapped by his pants. She squeezed and he moaned. Her hand covered most of it but that was okay, it would do if he knew how to use it. She was so horny she squirmed in the seat and tugged at his zipper. She wanted him inside her, needed to grind their pelvises together in the flickering dark while car tires screeched and gunshots blasted through the theater. The danger of getting caught added to the thrill and she hoped there was big gunfight in another ten minutes when she started to climax. They’d have to time it, there better not be a funeral scene or a quiet moment, the people down front would hear them.

“Give it to me Cody,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire, “give it to me.”

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