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My fingers drum on the sequins of my dress as I think about what I own that could pull off something like that. Realization dawns as I remember theperfectpiece I bought not too long ago.
“I got it,” I shriek, lifting the hem of the gown as I shimmy back into my bedroom.
It takes a few minutes to get into, mostly because of all the straps and harnesses, but when I see myself in the full-length mirror, I know this is the one. It’s elegantandkinky. It’s giving Dominatrix wedding dress vibes.
With black, shimmery fabric hanging from my shoulders and hips, it covers enough to be classy but shows enough to be provocative. There are black leather straps across my torso and thighs with a deep plunging neckline that exposes just enough of my tits to make them look sexy.
The skirt of the gown has slits on both sides so that my legs peer through the material as I walk. And it’s just see-through enough to leave very little to the imagination.
“I think I found the one,” I announce as I walk out to the living room. Adam’s eyes do a double take, glancing up for only a second at first before shooting right back up my body. His gaze rakes over every inch of me as I wait for him to say something.
His lips are parted and he quickly runs his tongue over the bottom one before he swallows his nerves. “That’s a good choice.”
“Think so?” I ask, spinning once. When I come back around to face him, I swear I notice him shifting and readjusting himself in his seat. He’s staring at my body, and I can’t tell if he’s looking at my tattoos or my breasts—or my mermaid tattoo’s breasts.
I can tell how much he’s struggling with this, so I get an idea. “Stand up,” I say, and he furrows his brow at me before doing it. Towering over me in a tight black T-shirt and snug-fitting jeans, I get a blast of heat to my core at the memory of him that night, bending me over the couch.
You want this? Then take it.
I almost don’t recognize him now.
Stepping close to him, I turn my back as I brush my hair off to the side. “Unzip me, please.”
His fingers brush the nape of my neck as I tilt my head for him. The back of my dress opens with an audiblezip,but instead of holding it in place, I let it fall to the floor, so I’m standing in front of him in nothing but a thin cotton thong.
He sucks in a breath, and I feel him tense behind me. My bare flesh breaks out in goose bumps as I turn around and stare at him. His gaze lands heavily on my breasts and I watch something change in his expression. Shame warring with lust and desire. There’s something in Adam’s reaction that I’ve caught a few times now, like he’s so worried about keeping a part of him hidden that it’s tearing him apart.
And while I didn’t do this to seduce him, I admit to myself now that if he let that part out again, I wouldn’t stop him.
But that’s not the plan.
Instead, I grab his bare hands and press them to my breasts.
When his eyes widen and he gazes up at my face in shock and confusion, I speak. “Listen, if we’re going to do this, you have to stop acting so uncomfortable around me. I see you struggling.”
“I’m not struggling,” he retorts with hardened features.
“You are. We’ve already fucked, Adam. You had your face buried in my pussy for a half hour. So let’s just accept that it happened, but it was just a one-time thing. Don’t be afraid to touch me now because no one is going to buy us as a couple if you can’t even look me in the eye or touch my tits.”
“I am touching your tits.”
“Because I’mmakingyou touch them.”
“No one has evermade metouch their tits before,” he complains, averting his gaze.
“Well, I am because I want you to lighten up. In three weeks, I’m going to be your girlfriend. And if we go through with the tapes, then you’ll have to do a lot more than touch my tits, so let’s just get the awkwardness out of the way now.”
“You’re the craziest person I’ve ever met,” he replies, and I can’t quite tell if he’s serious or teasing.
Either way, it stings a little. I hate being called crazy. Maybe that’s what Brett did to me. Made mefeelcrazy for so long that I started to believe it. Made me not even believe myself sometimes.
“I’m not crazy,” I reply through clenched teeth.
His hand squeezes my breast as his eyes meet mine. Something in them darkens. “I like crazy. Ineedcrazy.”
My thighs clench as warmth assaults my core again. And I feel as if I’m floating, high on his nearness, not quite sure what it was I was trying to accomplish with this or why I’m suddenly wishing he’dgo a little crazy on me.
Instead, he pulls his hands away from my tits and puts distance between us. “I’m glad you did this. It did break some of the tension. And I think it’s good that we just…lay everything out now.”
