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He was a sexy stranger and nothing else, a one-time blip that allowed me respite from the mental anguish.
And I didn’t even know his name.
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The stranger had inspired me to follow through with my plans on picking up a few nice items for myself. He’d been right in that everything I enjoyed doing had taken a back seat. It was time for that to change. I went into my favorite little boutique, a location where the clothes were far too expensive, every piece screaming of decadence. But I could afford it. I spent little money on anything else except dog toys.
I held up dress after dress, trying to decide on just one. What the heck? I’d try on four of them to determine which one I liked. After placing my coat on one of the two leather chairs in front of the three-way mirror, I gathered the items, moving into the dressing room. I was surprised to find I had the store almost to myself, although I didn’t mind the quiet, the store owner’s selection of music relaxing. I closed the curtain, hanging the items then running my fingers down each dress. For once, shopping made me giddy.
Maybe I was feeling more like a woman than a workaholic.
I stared at myself in the mirror before selecting the first dress, the sleek black silk a direct contrast to my blonde hair. As I removed the scrubs and tennis shoes, my usual attire, I was glad at least I’d worn decent matching underwear. The thought giving me a wicked smile, I shimmied into the soft material, smoothing down the front before taking a look.
Not bad. Not bad at all.
The dress hugged every curve, accentuating my full breasts and narrow waist. Maybe a little tight in the butt, but not enough to ride up when I walked. I bit my lower lip, twisting and turning. There was no reason a shiver tripped down my spine, but as soon as it did, my breath hitched.
Then he was there, the stranger, opening and closing the curtain, only a few inches away. The immediate heat was oppressive, every thought as naughty as the smile I’d had earlier.
“Beautiful, but the color is too dark,” he said in the same husky tone he’d had before. “Try on the green one.”
I was stymied for words, another trait I wasn’t known for. “Then you need to leave.” My voice didn’t sound like me at all.
He merely shook his head, his eyes dancing with the same fire I’d seen before. He’d removed both his overcoat and his jacket, rolling up his long sleeves, exposing a gorgeous tattoo on his forearm. His reflection seemed larger than life, his expression carnal.
As if he was prepared to eat me alive.
I’d never been mesmerized by a man, no matter how good looking or powerful. But being around this man dragged at my inner bad girl, the need to let go of my inhibitions strong. I found myself obeying him, which went against everything I stood for. As I eased it over my head, the heat increased, his closeness almost suffocating. While he leaned against the wall, folding his arms, he never blinked as he slid his gaze all the way to my naked feet. I couldn’t help but be grateful I’d polished my toenails only the night before, one small luxury I’d kept up with.
He took a deep breath, holding it as he tilted his head. I was nervous, more so than I’d been in my life, but I managed to pull the frock over my shoulders, knotting the slender tie holding the wrap dress in place.
The moment he inched closer, my heart started racing. He issued an elongated growl, the sound pulsing through me, matching the rapid beating of my heart.
“No. The purple one.” He slid the tip of his index finger down my arm, and I couldn’t seem to stop trembling.
Once again, I obeyed him, this time unable to look at his reflection as I changed clothes. The purple one was tight, far too much so and the second I glanced into the mirror, I noticed his distaste.
“Now, the red one. Scarlet, the perfect color for a stunning woman such as yourself.”
The darkness of his tone, the deep vibrations that continued to slide into my overheated core were intense, my panties damp. I could swear the scent of my increasing desire filled the small space. When I was finished getting into the last selection, my face was almost as red as the gorgeous piece of material. He didn’t need to tell me that it was perfect in every way, hugging my curves without accentuating everything.
His guttural sounds were a further indication, the look in his eyes drawing me into the strange web he’d already weaved. As he closed the distance, pressing his massive body against mine, I couldn’t stop the single whimper. Very gently he removed the hair band, allowing my long hair to fall past my shoulders. “Much better.”
My hair had to be a mess, the only style I’d ever bothered with the ponytail, yet his eyes brightened with the intensity of a rocket ready to ignite. The look on his face took my breath away.
He took his time, rolling his fingers over both shoulders, his heated breath tingling my neck. I’d never felt so absorbed in the moment, unable to stop what was happening between us. I’d never had a one-night stand. I’d never allowed myself to get caught up in unbridled passion, especially when I had no clue about the man or his intentions.
At this moment, none of my conservative ways mattered. I craved a man’s rough touch, longing to let go if only for a few minutes. When he lowered his head, I closed my eyes, the anticipation of what he was going to do churning through me.
“I thought you had a meeting,” I whispered, nerves turning my stomach into knots.
“I did. I’m very efficient.”
“Why are you here?”
“Because I wasn’t finished with you.” He nuzzled into my neck, dragging his tongue up and down my skin.
“What are you doing?”
