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“What do you think?” Sky holds up a white sexy ensemble from a rack.
I swallow. “Is it hot in here?”
She gives me a sideways glance, taking a basket from one of the sales girls. “Don’t think so,” she answers, still grinning.
I follow her around the store like a dumb-ass. She grabs some black and red lace panties and bras. I have to bite the inside of my cheek so I don’t explode from the sexual tension coursing through my body.
“If this is your version of foreplay, I’m in,” I murmur, my eyes zeroing in on a tiny red whatever-it-is, letting it slide through my fingers.
She turns around and I immediately let go of it, like I’ve been burned. My gaze zeroes in on a display with sparkly SpongeBob SquarePants underwear. I grab one that looks like a boxer short, and drop it into her shopping bag to piss her off.
“Do you need help?” a girl asks.
“No, I’m good. Thanks though,” I answer. Taking a step, I almost bump into a display. I catch the mannequin midair before a boob slams into my head.
Sky snorts while I stumble, trying to put the display back into its designated place.
“I’m going to try these on,” she briskly says, and I want to strangle myself with a purple thong in the middle of the pink store. “Are you coming?”
“I wish,” I mumble, adjusting the front of my jeans and nod to a couple salesgirls when they smile at me.
I knock on her door.
The store girl gives me a warning look. I wink at her. She blushes, and luckily, leaves the dressing area.
I knock again. “Is this some form of torture?” I ask.
“Torture?” Her voice is all innocent.
“Are you doing this to piss off Jay, or me?” I ask, and I hear a chuckle from behind the door. “Sky,” I roar, slamming my palm flat against the frame. “Did Jay tell you what we talked about?” I ask.
She is quiet for a while. “What about Jay?”
“I made him a promise,” I confess.
“You did what?” she asks, and I pick up on the anger in her voice.
“Can we talk about this later,” I mutter, “when we’re alone?”
“No. What did he say? I want to know,” she grits out.
“He asked me to leave you alone…” I begin.
“He did what?”
Sky opens her dressing room, and she almost gives me a heart attack. She is wearing the all-white ensemble. I grab hold of the doorknob before my legs give out. Her scowl and the way the little lines around her eyes crinkle tell me she is pissed and amused as hell, and I like it, means she cares enough to hate me. Yeah, she got me good. I let my eyes roam over her from top to bottom, from bottom to top. Do not stare at her boobs, for God’s sake, do not stare at her boobs! They’re perfect, the way I fucking like them. I got a small taste in the car, but now I want to suck on them the whole damn night. Maybe I can make her come just by doing that?
Before I know what I’m doing, I let my gaze travel south. I’m screaming in my head to get a fucking grip. I can’t turn my eyes away.
“Come on, babe, close the door. Friends should never see friends wearing that shit,” I mutter, trying to keep my voice steady.
“You already did, and yeah, friends kiss each other and have mind blowing sex, and don’t really talk about it again,” she counters, sarcasm ringing through her voice. She taps a finger on her mouth, those red lips fixed in a naughty smile.
“Mind blowing? I—you and I …” I stutter, not knowing what to say or do, other than drool, apparently. She’s a centerfold. All legs, toned tummy, and fuck me, her tits are barely staying in the lace bra thing she’s got on. I can see the outline of her pussy through the silk panties. A dark line presses against the flimsy fabric. I love it when chicks forgo the wax, pretty old-school but it turns me on. I rake my fingers through my hair, trying to get my body and mind under control.
“What did you and Jay agree on before you made me come?” she asks through clenched teeth. “I’m not a fucking toy you play with,” she huffs, slamming the door in my face.
A couple of girls exit their dressing rooms. One of them murmurs “jerk”; the other says “asshole.”
