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Ihad no idea trying on swimsuits could be so exhausting. I’ve tried on probably twenty so far while Alex sits in a chair just inside the dressing room.
Dia had us come to the employee door at nine to be let in so we would have the store to ourselves. She came down from her office on the fifth floor to show us where the newest suits are before heading back up. So far Alex has approved of three, insisting I get them all.
“I brought you some coverups to look at, as well as a couple of men’s suits. Take your time trying everything, I have to report to the front of the store for a quick fifteen-minute meeting before the store opens. I’ll be back to check on you.” The woman Dia left to help us turns, heading across the store to the front.
Alex watches her leave before turning to me, his blue eyes smoky. Walking toward me, he slides his hands down my back until they palm my ass. With one swift lift, he pulls me up to his waist. I wrap my legs around him as he walks toward the back of the dressing room.
“What are we doing?” I whisper.
“Really?” he asks, quietly entering one of the dressing rooms. “I’ve spent all morning watching ye pour yer glorious tits into bikinis. Ye have me so hard, I’m naw gaun tae make it home. So I either fuck ye here or in yer car. I figure we have less chance of being arrested here.” How can just his words make me so wet so quickly.
He sets me on my feet on a small stool in the dressing room before reaching behind him to lock the door. “This is aboot tae be a repeat of Portland, yeah?” He unties my top, pulling it off before sliding the bottoms down my hips. “Did ye just get this wet being carried back here?” he asks, holding the bottoms.
“Yes,” I say quietly. “We probably need to buy this suit too.” He grins at me for just a second before ripping his shirt over his head. Taking a condom out of his wallet, I decide I have to ask, “Do you always have those ready?”
“I dae now,” he says, pulling me to him. He takes my mouth in a deep kiss, sliding his tongue along my bottom lip before exploring. “I’m thinking aboot buying a man-purse tae keep a case with me at all times.”
I only get out a quick giggle until he pulls me back to him, sucking my taunt nipple into his mouth. When I groan loudly, he pulls back, releasing me with a pop. “Ye have tae be quiet, so we’re naw caught.” I nod at him as his head descends to my other nipple.
“God, Alex.” I manage to moan quieter this time. I hear the sound of his zipper as he works his jeans down. His mouth moves back to mine. I don’t even realize he’s slid the condom on until he pulls me off the bench, pushing me against the wall. When he pushes inside me, my head falls against the wall as my eyes close.
“You feel so good,” I gasp as he fills me completely. I wrap my hands in his hair, pulling the hair tie off from around his ponytail so I can get a better hold.
“Claire, ye have tae help me. I’m naw gaun tae last long inside ye.” I realize through my sex stupor, he is holding me up with both hands, sliding me along his shaft. I slide a hand between us, circling my clit.
Alex drives hard into me over and over, shaking the flimsy walls between the rooms. He never takes me any other way but hard. His body demands everything from me and I’m learning to love giving it to him.
“Harder, Alex,” I gasp as he ramps up his pace. I quickly feel my core explode, sending shockwaves through my body.
“Fuck, Claire!” I hear him grit out between clenched teeth as he pushes twice more into me before his body stiffens, emptying in a series of quick bursts. I’m panting as I hold on to his shoulders. I feel something wet on his shoulder.
Pulling back, I find blood slowly welling up around the teeth marks. I’ve bitten him again to keep from screaming! I’ve never done that with any of the very few lovers I’ve had in the past, but then they’ve never made me lose my mind like Alex can.
“Put me down, Alex. I have to find something for your shoulder.” He looks at his shoulder in confusion before slowly easing out of me. When my feet hit the ground, I quickly slide my clothes on, leaving the dressing room.
Finding some paper towels near the desk to the dressing room, I slide back into the room. “I’m so sorry,” I tell Alex. He’s pulled on his jeans and is sitting on the bench. He just grins up at me. “It’s not funny,” I whisper.
“It’s a wee bit funny,” he says as I tear off a towel, pressing it to his shoulder. “It also makes me want tae pound my chest while letting oot a roar.” Now I’m grinning.
“It looks like I bit the same place I did in the library.” I shake my head, digging through my purse for a bandage. I start covering the bite marks. “At least you’ve already had your shots.” Alex laughs.
“I guess that really is yer shoulder. I’d better carry a first aid kit along with the condoms in my man-purse.” He laughs, pulling me into his arms. I lean down, kissing him.
“We’d better pay for the suits before we get Dia fired. We’re getting two of the men’s suits she brought us too.” When he starts to protest, I put a finger over his mouth. “They are cut like the one Daniel Craig wore in James Bond. We’re getting them!” He kisses my finger before standing up.
Gathering up our purchases, we head out of the dressing room to be met by the sales associate waiting by the desk.
“I thought I would give you a little more time to make your decisions,” she smiles at us. Looking between Alex and me, I realize we do look like a hot mess.
Alex is trying to get his hair out of his face back into a ponytail. His shirt is untucked in a sexy disheveled way. With his arms above his head messing with his hair, his shirt has risen to give a narrow view of his toned abs. A fact that doesn’t escape her notice. Catching her looking, he gives her his sexiest smile.
“Thank ye,” he says, winking at her. “I think we have picked oot a few good choices. I’m also gaun tae need shorts if ye can help me with that.” Of course, she is quick to volunteer. Who wouldn’t want to follow him around? I would be jealous except she is very nice. Well, that and the full impressions now resting on his shoulder. “Whit are ye smiling aboot?” he asks, leaning over.
“I’m going to look at some new lingerie, also,” I say to the saleswoman with a sly smile.
“Dae ye want me tae drag ye back in that dressing room?” Alex groans at me. The woman, much to her credit, doesn’t even falter in her step as she turns toward the lingerie section.
