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“Alright Carli. Show me the goods.” She opens the door and I can’t even tell her it looks terrible. She looks sexy as hell. “You look sexy as fuck and Will is gonna rip that off you.” She tilts her head and her face lights up with the biggest smile I’ve seen on her lately.
“You think?” She pretends to contemplate it in the mirror before she picks up the next one and begins to remove it from the hanger.
“Definitely. Now hurry up. You promised me those drinks.” I sit on the couch to wait for her to open the door on the next piece and my eyes are instantly pulled to the dressing room two doors down from hers. I can see a woman kneeling with her wrists behind her back. A strip of black silk slides down her ass, making me even more curious as to what she’s doing. I lean over and take a better look under the door and this time I see dark suit pants and dress shoes behind her. Holy shit, that’s where he went.
The sound of the door opening makes me sit up quickly. My sister has on a longer one this time, not near as hot as the other one. “This one isn’t as nice as the first one, but it’s more on the classy side. Maybe I should get it for you know those nights where I’m not trying to be real naughty.”
“Right. Sounds good.” Go back in and cut this short Carli. Just fucking buy them all. We both now that’s where this is headed anyway.
She closes her door just as the other door opens. I refuse to look that way, making myself glance in the opposite direction feigning disinterest in that kinky shit I just saw a glimpse of. But that isn’t good enough for Mr. Darkness. No, instead I’m shocked as hell when I see a woman crawling on all fours, a leash around her neck and black silk tied around her breasts. He’s leading her around like she’s a dog, standing proud as fuck that she’s obeying him. The intensity he carries is suffocating and I can’t help but look into his eyes as he passes. He never looks away from me as he prances her in front of me.
Jesus. I’m a freak magnet.
“Okay. This one is a hell no. I’m not sure if I have my arm in the right hole or if this should be where my head goes.” Carli’s voice screeches through the door; she’s apparently oblivious to the crazy show going on out here.
“Yeah sounds crazy, I’d pass on it.” My eyes are still locked on his when I respond. His grin is what breaks my attention. He stops in front of me as I sit with my hands in my lap. His girl still on all fours just to my left.
“You sure you want to pass?” He whispers in my ear before his fingers brush under my chin and guide me to look at him once again. His thumb brushes over my cheek slowly and I catch a glimpse of the ink on his hand as it passes. “I can give you pleasure you don’t even know exists.” His lips move just in front of my forehead as he stands over me. “Look at you already letting me lead you.” I sit back quickly, breaking his trance and hold on me.
“Alright, don’t make fun of this one. I’m still trying to get the back latched.” Carli’s voice interrupts him from saying anything further. I stand and move around him, holding the doorknob to Carli’s dressing room, praying that she opens it soon. I don’t look behind me to see where he goes, but when I hear the other door close, I feel temporary relief. I know he’ll be back out, so I need to get her out of here.
She opens the door and I instantly agree with what she’s wearing, not that I looked at it. “Alright, move over. I’m coming in.” This is so unlike me that she’s on guard immediately stepping back and questioning my actions.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing. You want to spend time with me. This is time.”
“Cami. Did you take something. You’re acting weird and doing that paranoid thing you do where you look in all directions.”
“Shhhh. I’m fine. Just hurry the hell up. I’m starving and need something to drink.” Pretending to snap out of it, I make myself appear as normal as possible even though that man got to me. What’s wrong with me? Why did I even let him get away with touching me? Normally I would’ve handed someone their ass for even thinking about touching my face.
“Why don’t you try some on for yourself. I’m not getting dressed in front of you.”
I pull the next one from her pile. “Fine, but you only have ten minutes before I’m walking back to my car to go home.”
“You’re so damn impatient. Alright, I’ll hurry.” She shoves me out the door, leaving me holding blue lace on a hanger and locked out of all the dressing rooms, luckily with no one in sight.
A different woman comes around the corner with a key and sees me looking desperate. “Would you like to try that on?”
“Yes.” I stand close behind her as she unlocks the door and slam the door quickly before I let my back fall against the far wall. A deep breath leaves me just as I shut my eyes and say a silent thank you to whatever just got me out of that nightmare situation.
Just as I do, that girl that was just crawling around with a leash on her neck, peeks her head under the side divider. She holds her finger to her mouth, telling me to ‘Shhhh.’ I hold back my screams and nod to her allowing her in. I can only imagine she’s trying to get away from that dominant ass tugging her around like a dog.
She crawls under, still only wearing a sexy pair of panties and the silk wrap around her chest. She slowly stands in front of me, her perfect body making me feel inadequate in every way before she opens her plump, puckered lips and slides her palm between my boobs as she leans in to talk to me. “Shhhh. Don’t say anything. I promise you’ll thank me for this one day,” she whispers against my ear before she lets her lips brush over my face.
Holy fuck. I’m quickly trying to figure out how to nicely let this girl know I’m not a lesbian when she pulls away and opens the door. I’m still flat against the back wall when he enters the dressing room, paralyzing me once again.
Receiving a nod from Mr. Darkness, she leaves the tiny space allowing him to be alone with me. He adjusts the sleeves on his jacket and watches me closely. The way he moves can only be described as dominant, yet distinguished. He’s in control in every move he makes and for that very reason he seems to overpower any of my logic and restraint. He reaches out and brushes my face with his palm.
“How does it look Cami?” Carli yells, and it’s in this moment that I realize all she has to do is look under the wall and she’ll see his feet. I can only imagine the shit storm that would cause, not that she’d be opposed to me doing something like this. She’d just ask a million questions that I can’t answer… like why am I letting this happen?
“Terrible.”
“I just have one more that I want to see on me then I’ll be ready.” She gives me my out and reason to get him the hell out of here.
He hasn’t said anything to me, just touching my face, neck and hair. He moves closer, once again talking against my ear. “I want to see you again.” His fingers move over my neck, gripping it just slightly before he slides them over one shoulder. “You’re fucking beautiful.”
“You’re insane,” I whisper back.
