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I don’t try to hold it back, don’t do anything but let it happen. My orgasm slams into me with the force of a train, and it ends up being a good thing he covered my mouth because I would have screamed otherwise.
I rock through my climax, and Knox keeps fucking me, chasing his own. Every nerve in my body is on fire, and once the pulsing waves of pleasure start to die down, I’m so sensitive that every stroke of Knox’s cock against my walls makes more aftershocks tremble through me.
My vision goes fuzzy around the edge, and I writhe where I’m pressed between him and the wall, trying to catch my breath while he keeps fucking into me.
Finally, he falls apart himself. He shoves in a few more times and then hisses out a string of curses between gritted teeth. He comes inside me in a warm, wet wave, and we slump against each other, breathing hard.
We stay like that for a couple minutes, then Knox pulls out and lets me down. My legs wobble for a bit when I get back on my feet, but then I steady myself and look around at the mess on the dressing room floor.
“I still need a dress, you know,” I tell him.
He looks at the shreds of the dress on the floor and then the others on the hooks that I brought in to try on.
“I guess I’ll just have to buy you all of them,” he says. “Since I can’t guarantee I won’t shred another one off you.”
His voice is low, and it’s definitely a threat, but not one that I’m upset about at all. I just chuckle and step over the shredded fabric to get the clothes I wore into the store, picking them up to get dressed.
Knox tucks his dick away, gathering up the mess of the first dress and the other two on the wall while I put my clothes back on. When I look for the remains of my panties, they’re not there anymore, and Knox is wearing an innocent expression that wouldn’t fool anyone with eyes.
I just shake my head and lead the way back out into the main part of the store.
Luckily, the chirpy sales woman isn’t nearby, waiting to pounce and ask me if everything fit alright or if I need any help. She’s across the store, helping someone else, so we make our way to the register to pay for the dresses.
“Did you find everything okay?” the woman behind the register asks. She looks like she could be the first attendant’s sister or clone or something, even down to the same smile and bleach blonde hair.
“We did,” Knox says, grinning his savage grin at her. She goes a little paler. I can tell she wants to step back, away from the counter and his looming form, but that customer service training kicks in and she stays put.
“That’s great,” she says, forcing that smile even harder.
Knox puts the two dresses on the counter and then dumps the shredded pieces of the silvery gray dress on top of them. He stands there, waiting for her to ring them up like he doesn’t have a care in the world.
The sales woman blinks at him, and Knox grins wider. “I’ll take it all.”
