Marc's fingers ran through the back of Loraine's head, pushing her even closer. Then suddenly their lips met. She tasted the saltiness on his lips as their tongues intertwined.
Am I seriously kissing Marc Laurent? And enjoying it? Loraine knew she should pull away, yet they continued making out for nearly a minute before she finally did.
"W-what was that for?" She stammered, her thoughts a jumbled mess. She had to regain control of the situation.
"What do you mean? You kissed me!"
Did she? Did she tilt her head and lean the rest of the way before their lips met? It was impossible to know who technically initiated the kiss. Regardless, she wouldn't admit it if she did. "As if!" Loraine shouted. She grabbed a small handful of popcorn to throw at Marc. Of course, at this close distance, it didn't work so well.
Marc grabbed her wrist and popped the kernels into his mouth. "Now you're feeding me? Do you want to be my servant?" He began gently licking the tips of her fingers. "Oh, look, you dropped one." Marc released her wrist and bent down towards a kernel lodged in the valley between her small tits. Loraine was too surprised to react as he flicked it into his mouth with his tongue and swallowed it. Then he began licking at the buttery residue left behind on her breasts, causing her to arch her back and moan. She grabbed his head, but allowed him to continue licking and sucking at her breasts for a few moments before pulling him away.
Looking around, Loraine realized the movie was over, the lights were back on, and everyone in the nearby seats were staring at them. So much for staying hidden at a dark movie theatre. "Umm... my parents should be home by now. We should get going," Loraine mumbled.
