EroticReverie

*I had lost this chapter when trying to fix the links awhile back, thank you to the people who sent me the chapter!*

We lay there for the rest of the movie, and I let Jackson kiss , and rub my shoulder here and there. By the end of the movie I’ve lost my will to throw a fit and he leans over and kisses my cheek. 

“Just stay here…I’m going to throw the other movie on…do you need anything?” he asks.

I shake my head and turn over onto my back, and as he moves to leave the blanket uncovers my top half. I watch him swallow hard. I know he wants to touch me again. to tease me. 

“No thank you” I say, and lift my hand above my head as I lay there, feeling my breast lift as my arm lays above my head. 

He breathes out. “Ok…i’ll….be right back” 

I nod and turn over, letting him stare at my bare back, and the dip of my hip where the blanket lies at my waist. I feel him reach , and feel him pull the blanket up. 

“People will be walking around during credits…” he says. And i know this means he doesnt want them seeing a naked girl on the roof of the movie projection building. 

I pull the blanket up higher. 

“Mhmm” I say and just watch the screen as the movie ends and the credits start.

Some of the lights in the lot come on as Jackson climbs back down into the room.  I lean forward on my elbows laying on my stomach, and nobody is paying attention and I just watch people walk through the lot, going to the bathrooms or the snack shop. I even see a few people I know from school, but say nothing and realize if I had clothes on I could have waved to them. 

the breeze blows over me and I shiver, realizing if Jackson isn’t going to fuck me, then I might as well be warm and put some clothes on. I look at my crumpled dress, and realize that’s not going to keep me much warmer. 

I grab a smaller blanket, thats lighter and wrap it around me carefully, and crawl to the roof hatch and climb down carefully, holding the blanket and trying to maneuver down the ladder. 

I hear Jackson clear his throat, as I reach the middle of the ladder. 

“Uh, Audrey” he says and I turn my head and his cousin is there again. his eyes bulge seeing me wearing only a blanket as clothing. 

“I just…needed…um” I pause , embarrassed. 

He turns the other way. “I’ll go now.” he says and walks out of the building.

Jackson smiles and walks over to me. “Missed me and had to come down huh?” His playful mood back. 

“Yeah, that’s it” I roll my eyes. 

“five” he says. 

I look up at him, and standing again now without my heels, I realize how not intimidating I am as I look up at him. 

I roll my eyes again. “Six” I say.

I roll them again. “Seven” 

“OH look” I say and roll them again. “Eight” 

“Audrey” he growls.

“I can count pretty high Jackson…” I say, being a brat. 

“ni..”I say as I start to roll my eyes again, and I yelp as he grabs at the blanket ripping it from me. 

“Audrey” his voice booms in the room, and actually frightens me for a moment. But I know I have no reason to be scared of Jackson. 

My jaw bounces as I try to speak, my body still shocked at the way his voice vibrated the room. 

“It’d be in your best interest to be quiet now.” he says and I look down at his hand and it’s twitching. And I feel fear in my gut. Not a terrible fear, but just a little twinge if it.

“Why?” I ask, stepping forward by one foot. I put my hands on my hips , standing there naked. His hand curls into a fist, and he shakes it out, his fingers curling and uncurling.

“Because….I’m about to bend you over….and spank you hard enough…that this whole entire lot will hear your screams…” he says. 

My hands fall from my hips slowly, and part of me knows he means it. Part of me wants him to, but part of me also knows he said he didn’t want to spank me during our date. And I don’t want to make him do it. Even though….i really do. 

“Can I have some clothes please” I say. 

He’s still looking at me with fire in his eyes and hands the blanket back to me. 

“Stay…..HERE” he says and turns and walks out of the building to his car.

I bite my lip and play back the twitch of his palm, how dark his eyes looked when I did the one thing he told me not to and rolled my eyes, over and over taunting him. Jackson has a little kink side to him. He likes to spank girls. He likes asserting dominance. Even if it was just a little, even if it was just one thing, such as eyerolling that he wouldnt allow me to do. I smirked to myself. 

I pulled my hair out of my bun, and tossed the blanket onto the pull out couch. 

I went and kneeled on the floor , about 5 feet in front of the door.  I remembered seeing that stupid movie about those books that sex deprived housewives went crazy for. So I placed my hands palm down on my lower thighs, as I sat on my feet. I think you were supposed to look down, but oh well. I wanted to see his face, to see his reaction. To know if this is what he liked. 

“I’ve got a hoodie and few different pairs of sweat pants from the backse…” he pauses as he looks up while walking in. He freezes in his tracks with the door open, his hand still on the knob.

“What are you…” he pauses. “What are you doing?” he says.

I smile. “I’m kneeling on the floor naked…while you stand there with the door open for anyone to see.” I say and he jumps out of the way of the door and closes it quickly, and locks it this time. 

“Why are you…why are you kneeling…get up” he says and I see him calmly set the clothes he brought me down on a small table and walk toward me. 

“Is that what you’d like to me to do?” I ask looking up at him. 

I watch him swallow hard. “Yes” 

“I’d like to change my answer” I say. 

His eyebrows pinch together a little confused. “Your answer to what?” he says,, and his hand absently reaches up and strokes my hair, and I can tell he’s growing in his pants at the site of me on my knees like this. 

“My answer to why I need it…” I say blinking up at him, his hand pauses mid stroke of my hair, he contemplates this. 

He pulls his hand back slowly. His voice is low, and like gravel. 

“Go ahead and tell me then Audrey.” he says adjusting his cock in his pants right in front of my face. “Tell me why you need it.” His hand then falls to his side, and I see it twitch. But I didnt even roll my eyes. 

I look back up at him and try not to smirk.

“I need it because. I want to please you. I need it because, I need to be yours.” I say. 

He gives another hard swallow and looks down at me. 

“Is that a true answer? Or the answer you think I want to hear?” he asks.

“It’s both.” I say. “I want you to make me yours. But I also know….you want to hear me say it…and I think…you want to make me yours…like this…” I say gesturing to my spot on the floor. 

“You want to do more than just spank me for being a brat.” I say. The corner of his mouth turns up and he looks down at me. 

“What else do I want to do Audrey?” he asks, the tone in his voice, curious to what I think his secret desires are. 

I shrug. “I don’t really know…..but….you could tell me” I say. 

He looks at me and breathes in deep and exhales. 

“This isn’t a first date topic…” he says. 

“Well I also don’t usually end up naked on my knees on first dates either…but..” I gesture again to myself on the floor. “Here we are” I say.

This makes him smirk. 

“that’s why my smart mouth turns you on” I say. 

He raises his brow.

“Because you like punishing girls with smart mouths.” I say taking a guess, that Im sure is correct.

His hand reaches out and touches the side of my face , his thumb brushing over my lips. 

“mmm” he says and I feel his thumb pull down my lower as I look up at him, but his eyes are on my mouth until my lip flips back up. I part my mouth and stay quiet as he traces his thumb across my lip back and forth. 

He grins. “Yes.” he admits.  “But mainly I enjoy it, because you’re feisty….because you don’t strike me as the type to submit to anyone….” he says and then leans down. 

“but here you are……on your knees…” he says and his hand slips from my face. 

“Like a good girl.” he says, and those words make me shiver and I feel my pussy pulse for him again. 

“Spread….your..fucking…legs” he growls. I tremble and move them apart. He grins. 

“Hmmmm…” he says.  “This date is over” growls and stands up. 

I blink, and panic. Is this not what he wanted? 

He turns and starts to change the reel for the next movie. 

I stand embarrassed and grab the blanket and wrap it around myself as he fidgets with the reel and I look around and I think I might burst into tears any second out of shame and embarrassment. 

After he gets the next movie rolling. He turns around and his face falls when he sees me standing there my eyes watering, tears pooling in my eyes.

“Shit..no” he rushes over. “Audrey..shit…I didn’t mean the night was over…I want you here….I just meant the date part…because….shit…shit…don’t cry” he says as a tear falls, down my cheek. I close my eyes and another rolls down the other. 

“god no….fuck…i shouldve said that differently…” he says and grabs me pulling me in. “Please dont fucking cry. Please stop” he says and pets my head against his chest. I sniffle. 

“I just meant….the date part was over…..cause you were making it too hard not to …ya know….fuck you” he says bluntly. 

I feel even more stupid now. I wipe my cheeks with the back of my hand. 

“you just said it so angrily” I sniffle once more. “I thought I did something wrong…or turned you off” I say. 

“Absolutely fucking not…..I dont think theres anything you could do that would turn me off.” He wraps his arms around me. And I feel like an idiot cause now I’ve ruined the moment. He was about to fuck me?! And now I’m sniffling like a cry baby cause I thought he was ending the date entirely. 

He held my face in his hands. “You ok?” he asked. I nodded.

“Sorry for crying” I say.

He smiles and lets out a laugh, but not at me. 

“It’s fine. I’m sorry for not having been clear” he says. 

“how about….we save this….umm subject for the second date?” he says. 

“I’ll let you kneel as much as you want.” he smiles. 

I laugh a little and nod. Wipe the remaining wetness from my tears off my cheeks. 

“Here…” he says turning and grabbing the clothes and bringing them to me.

I take the red hoodie and the matching red sweat pants. He takes the grey pair. As I pull his sweatpants on, he pulls his jeans off. He laughs.

“Im just getting comfortable as well.” he says. I laugh and pull up his pants on my hips, pulling the drawstring and tying them to stay on my hips. I pull his hoodie on over my head as he pulls up his own sweatpants on himself. 

“Can we go back up on the roof so I can feel you up under that hoodie?” he smiles.

I laugh and nod. “Yes please” he smiles and pulls me into him. 

We both knew the mood for the submissive me on her knees, was over for tonight, or at least for now. But I kept seeing him grin, knowing he was probably happy to know I was willing to participate.