Chapter 2: Chapter 2
He started to lightly rub Ewelina's pussy under her skirt, his fingers teasing her still-throbbing clit. "I want to fuck you right here, right now, Ewelina. I want to tear off that little skirt and bury myself deep inside you." He whispered, his voice low and urgent, his breath hot on her ear. "I want everyone to hear you scream my name as I make you come again and again."
Ewelina gasped, her body tensing as his fingers slid between her damp folds, her heart pounding in her chest. "Keith," she whispered, her voice barely audible, "we can't. Someone might see."
Keith's eyes darkened, his grip on her thigh tightening. "Let them see, baby. Let them see how much I want you, how much you want this.
But Ewelina could only bite her lip to stifle a moan as more people began to take their seats, their murmured conversations and the rustle of their clothing filling the theater. The shadows around them grew denser, the dim light casting long silhouettes across the walls. She could feel the weight of their presence, the knowledge that they could be seen at any moment sending a fresh thrill of exhilaration through her.
But just as she was about to surrender to the thrill, a shadow fell across them. Nikolai, his eyes gleaming with amusement, leaned over the back of their seats. "You two look like you could use some... refreshments," he said, a smirk playing on his lips. "How about I bring you something to keep your strength up?"
Keith's grip on her thigh tightened, his body tensing as he turned to face Nikolai. "We're good, thanks," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. Ewelina could see the muscles in his jaw clench, the possessive anger in his eyes. She placed a hand on his arm, her touch soft but firm. "Don't, Keith," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Let's just go.