Forbidden Cravings-Chapter 245: Cigarette in Silence

"Huff... huff... ahhmm..." we both exhaled, our breaths mingling as we leaned close, our faces inches apart, our bodies still buzzing from the intensity. The movie mirrored us, the couple on screen catching their breath after their own wild climax, their soft gasps echoing through the theater, syncing with our own.

Elizabeth grinned, her eyes glinting with mischief as she reached up, pulling my cheeks gently, her fingers warm against my flushed skin. "Good guy you are, Ezra," she said, her voice sultry but teasing, her naked body pressed close, her big boobs brushing my chest as she shifted, still straddling me for a moment before sliding off.

"Hehe..." I giggled, my voice shaky, my heart racing as I took in her naked body, her curves highlighted by the theater’s dim light, her confidence making her glow.

"So, should we actually finish the movie now?" I asked, a grin spreading across my lips, my eyes flicking to the screen where the scene had calmed, the couple now talking softly, their intimacy fading into something quieter.

"Yeah, we should... ahmm..." Elizabeth agreed, smiling as she slid off my lap, settling beside me on the velvet seat, her naked body bold and unapologetic.

She crossed her legs, one slender foot dangling, her skin catching the flicker of the screen as she sat there, completely at ease. I was naked too, my clothes tossed aside, so it didn’t feel strange—just us, raw and open in the theater’s warm glow. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

She reached for her phone on the armrest, her fingers tapping out a quick message to someone, her expression focused for a moment before she set it back down with a soft clink.

My eyes drifting to the screen, where the movie had shifted to a quieter scene, the couple now walking hand-in-hand, the earlier heat replaced by soft dialogue.

"Ahh, looks like the scenes have turned normal here too," I said, giggling, teasing about the wild, erotic moments that had fueled our own fire earlier. "Guess they’re taking a breather, just like us."

Elizabeth laughed, her voice bright and infectious, her shoulder brushing mine as she leaned closer. "Yeah, I know, right?" she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "But I bet one more spicy scene pops up, and we’ll be on the floor fucking each other." She hit my shoulder lightly, her grin wide and teasing. "Hope you won’t run out of steam by then, Ezra."

I laughed, shaking my head, my cheeks flushing as I met her gaze. "What even—" I said, chuckling, my voice playful but bold. "I could take you for another round right now, don’t push me." My eyes glinted

Elizabeth smirked, leaning closer, her naked thigh pressing against mine, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "And I’d love to see that," she said, her eyes locking on mine, her smirk daring me to make a move.

"Hehehe, you’re seriously something," I said, shaking my head, a grin spreading across my lips as I turned back to the screen, the movie’s soft dialogue a faint hum in the background

*Click.*

A soft creak broke the quiet as the theater door opened, a sliver of light seeping in from the hallway. The faint sound of soft shoes approached, and Clara, the young waitress, stepped into the dim glow, a silver tray balanced in her hands. Her uniform was crisp, a black skirt and white blouse, her blonde hair tied back in a neat ponytail, but her face flushed a deep red as her eyes landed on us—both naked, unapologetic, sprawled on the velvet seats.

"Miss Elizabeth," she said, her voice cracking with awkwardness, dragging the words out as she held up the tray. "Here’s the lighter and cigarettes you... ordered..."

I forced a sweat-soaked smile, my cheeks burning with embarrassment as I shifted slightly, the leather creaking under me. Clara’s eyes darted away, her blush deepening, and I couldn’t help but feel a pang of self-consciousness, my nakedness suddenly stark under her gaze.

Elizabeth, though, was unfazed, her grin wide and confident as she reached for the lighter and the box of cigarettes on the tray.

"Thank you, Clara," she said, her voice smooth and teasing, winking at the waitress like it was just another day.

Clara nodded quickly, her face still red, her eyes fixed on the floor.

"Have a nice day, ma’am," she mumbled, bowing slightly before turning and hurrying out, her shoes tapping fast against the polished wood as the door clicked shut behind her, the light fading back to the theater’s dim glow.

I laughed, shaking my head, my heart still racing from the awkward moment.

"Hehe, hope she won’t tell your husband anything," I said, my voice light but tinged with nerves, my eyes flicking to Elizabeth as I leaned back, the leather cool against my skin.

Elizabeth smirked, her fingers deftly opening the cigarette box, her naked body relaxed and bold.

"Nah, they’re used to it by now," she said, her voice casual, her eyes glinting with amusement as she pulled out a cigarette. "Clara and the staff know better than to gossip. My husband’s too busy with his work to care anyway." She shrugged, her big boobs shifting slightly, catching the screen’s flicker as she held the cigarette between her lips.

She offered the box to me, her eyebrow raised. "You want one?" she asked, gesturing with the pack, the faint scent of tobacco mixing with her perfume.

I shook my head, smiling softly. "No, thank you. I don’t smoke," I said, nodding politely, my hands resting on my thighs, the cool air of the theater brushing my bare skin.

"Your wish, sweetheart," Elizabeth said, her voice warm and teasing as she set the box on the armrest, her fingers brushing my arm lightly.

*Click.*

She flicked the lighter, the small flame flaring as she lit the cigarette in her mouth, taking a slow drag, the tip glowing red as she exhaled a thin stream of smoke, the scent sharp but faint in the warm air.

I leaned back, my eyes drifting to the screen, where the movie had settled into a quieter moment, the couple walking hand-in-hand, their earlier passion replaced by soft conversation.