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“Oh, the wasp sting wasn’t so bad,” she said slyly. “It’s not like it made me cry or anything.”
His eyes narrowed, and his smile turned devilish. Had it sounded like she was throwing down the gauntlet?
“Nooo . . . no. Get that look off your face. That wasn’t a challenge.”
“No? We’ll see about that.”
Chapter 6
The only thing better than making Ophelia blush was making her come.
When he loaded their new equipment into the SUV and got behind the wheel, her smothered cries were replaying in his head. His cock was annoyed with him for turning down the blow job, but he hadn’t wanted her to feel obligated. She wasn’t meeting his eyes, but she seemed more embarrassed than angry.
“You okay?”
She shifted, the leather of the seat creaking with her movement.
“I don’t know why I let you do that,” she whispered so faintly he could barely hear her over the engine.
“You looked like you could use an orgasm. Was I wrong?”
She ducked her head. “Well . . . no,” she mumbled. “I just don’t want you thinking I go around doing this sort of thing all the time.”
“So you only let guys give you orgasms in fitting rooms once in a while?”
That got him a short chuckle. “I just don’t want you to think I’m easy.”
“It was my idea. So, if anything, that would make me the easy one.” He pulled out of the parking spot and turned onto the road that led to a mall a few minutes away. “Just so you know, though, I’ve never gotten a girl off in a fitting room before. You were my first.” He batted his eyelashes at her, and she laughed again.
“Did I make you feel special, at least?” she asked, her tone wry.
“You were a good girl and came for me, so yes.”
She made a strangled sound and looked out the passenger-side window. The curve of cheek he could see was bright red.
“If it’s any consolation, you’re about as far from being boring as you can get.”
“Oh my god, shut up!” She was glaring at him now, her blush bright enough to light Santa’s sleigh at Christmas, but her eyes glittered with exhilaration rather than anger.
“Are you going to try things on for me at the lingerie store too?”
“No!” she gasped out, laughing. “You
can’t even come into the store with me. You go do something else for a few minutes. We’re going to be late getting into Butte as it is.”
“We could always stay in a hotel tonight.”
She rolled her eyes and he seriously considered pulling over somewhere so he could kiss her again.
“Luke! You just bought enough camping equipment for us to survive the zombie apocalypse. We’re damn well going to use it.”
“Did you just say . . . ‘zombie apocalypse’?” He grinned at her.
They talked Walking Dead until they were in the mall and standing in front of a lingerie store. Taking a chance, he grabbed her wrist as she turned away, then pulled her close and kissed her. He drew away when he could force himself to.
“While you’re in there don’t forget to think practical,” he reminded her in an attempt to make her blush again. “We’re camping.”
“Aren’t thongs practical?” she asked innocently.
