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"Yes. This wasn't actually the purpose, but now that you're here, it's all that I can think about. Take off all your clothes," he said in that low baritone voice. He sat on the chair, tilting forward and resting his elbows on his knees, eyes intent on me.
"Where do you want me to start?" I asked.
"You can decide on that."
Well, well, isn't he generous today?
I unbuttoned my blouse slowly, starting from the top and going down to my skirt before pulling it out of the waistband and undoing the rest of them. Then I proceeded to open the buttons of my sleeves and took the blouse off very slowly before moving on to my skirt. I didn't make eye contact, certain I was going to completely forget myself if I looked straight into his eyes. I was hyperaware of him; I could hear his breath, even from a few feet away. I was even more aware of my body as I leisurely lowered the zipper at the back of my skirt.
I smiled to myself as I pushed my skirt, tights, and panties all the way down, stepping out of them and leaving a pile of clothes on the floor. When I straightened up, I heard an audible gasp. I glanced at him again. He’d shifted forward on the seat.
"Come to me."
"Right now?"
"Yes, right fucking now."
I reached between my breasts, undoing my bra and letting it drop behind me. I'd never felt as sexy as now.
He straightened in the seat, looking up at me, and drew three fingers up my right thigh. I gasped as an unexpected shock of pleasure rippled through me. He moved those fingers around to my buttock. The touch went from light to featherlight, yet it still reached deep inside my body. He started caressing my other side, too, moving upward even slower than before. Then his mouth was on the underside of my breasts. I dropped my head back, relishing the feeling.
He touched between my thighs, making me moan in delight. Then he pressed two fingers along the length of my opening. Out of instinct, I rubbed against him. He yanked me down onto his lap, and I clutched his shoulders as he kissed me voraciously. I responded with all the passion I had, all my love, and all my heart. I loved this man so much. Feeling his hands on me was absolutely exquisite. Every time I thought he couldn't surprise me anymore, he proved differently.
"I'm ready as fuck, babe. I need you so damn bad." He spoke against my mouth while I tugged at his shirt, taking it out of his pants. I moved farther back on his thighs, opening his belt and freeing his erection as quickly as possible. I couldn't believe he was already so hard for me.
He shifted my ass back on his lap, and I realized what he was about to do seconds before he did it. He ran his erection along the length of my opening, and I was drenched within seconds. I squeezed my eyes shut, shaking when the first spasm rocked my body. I wasn't ashamed anymore of how fast he turned me on. I was basking in it. My body trusted him, utterly and completely, and it was delicious.
His hand slid from the back of my neck up to my scalp, and I opened my eyes just as he pulled me in for a kiss. I leaned against his mouth, loving the feeling of his tongue exploring mine and his cock rubbing at my clit.
He grabbed my ass, rocking my body against him. He didn’t show me any mercy, didn’t leave me any reprieve. I exploded fast and hard, and I couldn't contain it. I groaned hard, clinging to him for dear life, pressing myself against him. I ground my hips back and forth until I was utterly and completely satisfied.
My entire body was shaking as I rested my head in the crook of his neck, which was when I realized he was still completely clothed while I was buck naked.
"You're so fucking sexy. You're everything I could dream of," he said into my ear.
"I was going to say that you just rocked my world."
"Happy to do it anytime."
"I want you so damn much," he said.
I swallowed hard. I’d managed to completely block out the fact that we were in his store. Sure, it was closed, the changing room was way in the back, and we’d closed the curtain, but still, this felt decadent.
Standing up, he moved the chair in front of the mirror.
Taking my hand, he led me in front of the chair. As he stared at my nakedness, he took his clothes off, which was a whole new level of erotic. He first removed his shirt and then pushed his jeans down. He didn't bother with his boxers; I simply freed his erection, pumping once.
He sat down and pointed at his lap. "Sit here, beautiful. I want to watch you, watch us."
Sitting with my back to him, I grabbed his cock at the base, but instead of sliding it inside me, I rubbed myself against the tip just the way he'd teased me before.
"Reese, fuck." His mouth was on my shoulder, so his voice was muffled. "Babe."
I swallowed hard, unable to reply.
Watching us in the mirror was insanely sexy. He cupped my breasts, touching them hungrily, before lowering one hand to my clit. My eyes lost focus for a few seconds, and I blinked rapidly to steady myself. I needed him inside me more than anything else, so I shifted my hips, taking him all in, grinding my back against his chest.
I stilled, unable to move. How could this feel so damn good? Had it always felt like this, or was today even better because we'd embraced all our fears and confessed our feelings? I didn't know, but I felt him so deep inside me that I could barely breathe. Then I started rolling my hips back and forth.
