AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Go get her, tiger.”
One yellow curtain later and he had Lo all to himself, since no one else was trying on clothes. He braced his hands on the tops of her changing room. “How’s it going?”
“Umm…fine.”
“Can I come in?”
“You want to help me dress?”
His fingers slipped over the top of the frame. “Something like that.” He could practically feel her uncertainty vibrating through the door. “I’ve always had this fantasy—” He broke off as she swung the door open.
“Fantasy?”
He grinned down at her, arms still braced around the door. He figured that word would kill any reservations. She was all about experiences.
He eased her back into the room and closed the door. “Hi.”
She peeked up at him from under her currently wild hair. “Hi.”
She’d changed into a lemon yellow tank that maximized every curve. Sweet fuck, she was a wet dream come true in so many ways. He brushed her hair behind her shoulder, then whispered the back of his fingers along her jawline. “You look incredible.”
“Uh, thanks. Are we doing this in a dressing room?”
“This?” He bent to her level. “Just what would we be doing in this dressing room?”
“It’s your fantasy. I’m assuming intercourse is involved.”
He just liked making her say intercourse. “Fucking, Lo. I want to fuck you in here.”
Not that he’d gone all the way to that point in his head until she’d mentioned it, but now? Oh yeah. That worked.
Her cheeks flushed and her eyes did that hooded thing that meant she liked the idea. That was enough to make him hard as a damn microphone stand even if he wasn’t going to fuck her for the first time in a damn dressing room. Especially with a woman who was probably a mom right down the hallway.
Didn’t mean he couldn’t mess with her a little.
It was becoming his favorite pastime.
He drew his fingers down her neck to the scooped edge of the tank. The straps of her fancy bra crisscrossed over her chest. “You sure you don’t want a different bra?”
She shivered. “I can wear a different shirt.”
“Not that I want you to.” He turned her around to face the mirror. “It’s a damn eye-catching bra. Part of the reason I noticed you in the crowd.” He skimmed his fingers down the center of her back and pulled the tank down enough for
him to be able to pop the catch open.
She brought her arms up to catch her unleashed breasts.
“But I have plans for us tomorrow.” He eased her arms away and slipped the straps of her bra and tank down her arms. “So damn beautiful. I can’t get enough of your endless fair skin.” He cupped his hands over her breasts and the contrast was enough to make him groan. His tan to her almost translucent skin. “Cold?” The faintest bit of blue veins showed as her breasts filled his palms and spilled over the tops of his hands.
She dropped her head against his chest. Her pulse hammered in her throat and her eyes were riveted on them together in the mirror. He tugged on her nipples lightly. She let out a small moan.
He lowered his mouth to her ear. “Remember last night?”
“As if I could forget.”
“Remember when I told you to moan?”
She swallowed and nodded.
