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“Please…”
“What do you need, babygirl?” he growls.
“You… more… please,” I beg.
He rucks the dress up around my stomach, and then his hand is in my panties, his thick fingers sliding through my wetness. He circles my entrance with his finger, teasingly dipping it inside before going back to gently stroking me. I’m a whimpering, moaning mess.
“So fucking wet, babygirl. Is all this cream for me?”
“Y-yes. All yours, Da—Jude.”
Crap, I almost called him Daddy. It feels so right though. He’s been taking care of me from the start, and now he’s touching me, making me feel things I’ve never felt before. I only hope he’s too distracted to notice my almost slip-up.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, crashing his lips to mine at the same time that his fingers move to my clit.
I don’t know if it’s that he called me a good girl or if it’s his rough fingers on my clit, but my orgasm explodes through me in waves of overwhelming pleasure. The only thing keeping me from screaming out is his hungry lips on mine. I cling to him while his fingers work their magic. My pussy clenches around nothing. I want to feel him inside me. I want him to experience this pleasure with me. If it feels this good with just his fingers on my clit, I can’t imagine how good it’ll be with his cock inside me.
His fingers don’t stop until I slump against him, completely boneless. It takes me several minutes to catch my breath. The whole time his hand is still in my panties, cupping my pussy possessively. I shiver at the thought of him owning that part of me. I want to give it to him. I want to give him everything.
I watch as he slowly pulls his fingers from between my legs and brings them to his lips, sucking them clean. I nearly come again at that sexy display. Especially when he groans like he’s just tasted the best ambrosia.
“You taste amazing, babygirl. Next time, you’ll be coming all over my face.”
I reach between us and rub his cock over his jeans. He groans, rolling his hips against my hand. I love that he wants my touch. I want to give him as much pleasure as he just gave me. I slide off his lap and kneel between his legs, then reach for his belt. He captures my hands and pulls me back to my feet, kissing my hands gently.
“As much as I want what you’re offering, we can’t.”
“But—”
“I want you too fucking much. I won’t be able to stop, and the first time I fuck you won’t be in a dressing room. You’ll be spread out naked on my bed, where I can spend hours worshipping your body before I slide into your tight pussy.”
My breath catches at his confession and I’m immediately ready to leave. I want what he’s offering, and I want it now.
“Patience, babygirl. We’ve got things to do before I can get you home and ravage your sexy body.”
“I’d rather go home,” I say with a pout.
He chuckles. “Me too, but you need new clothes and other necessities first.”
I sigh, but don’t argue because it won’t get me anywhere. He’s too stubborn for that.
“Go try on the next outfit. We’re keeping the dress,” he says with a wolfish smile, then spins me around and slaps my ass.
I jump at the shock of him spanking me. It wasn’t hard, but it was enough to make me want more. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have someone spank me. Reading those Daddy books more than intrigued me. I crave what those heroines experience. I want to be loved by someone so completely that they express it through both pleasure and pain. I want a Daddy who will take control of all my wants and needs.
Being able to rely on someone else for a change and trusting that they won’t take advantage or let me down is what I want more than anything. I can see that with Jude. He’s already proven that he can take care of me. That’s all he’s done since we met. I wasn’t sure he saw me as anything more than a damsel in distress, but now I know he wants me as much as I want him. It’s only made me want him more.
“Hurry up, babygirl.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. The faster we get done here, the faster we get home and can do all the dirty things he said he’d do to me. I don’t waste any time trying things on. Even though I want to rush, Jude demands I show him every outfit. By the time I’m wearing the final dress, I’m exhausted. I feel like a real-life Barbie doll.
I’m sorting through the clothes, trying to decide what to pick. Everything fit me perfectly, and Jude liked it all, so he’s no help. I pick out three pairs of jeans, two pairs of leggings, and five shirts. That should be more than enough to get me by. I’ll have to do laundry more than once a week, but it’s already an exorbitant amount of money to spend on clothes, especially with the red dress.
I put on the first outfit I tried on so I don’t have to wear my work uniform to any other shops we go to. At least I won’t have to go through that embarrassment again today. I nearly run into Sasha as I come out from behind the curtain with my choices. She takes the clothes from my arms and barks instructions to another employee I hadn’t noticed before. I feel bad that she’s having to put away all the discarded clothes, but I suppose that’s her job.
“Ready, babygirl?” Jude asks.
I smile up at him, absolutely loving him calling me babygirl. It does things to my heart that I’m not sure I’m prepared for. Not that I’m going to tell him to stop. I like it too much. Besides, it plays into my fantasy, and I’m going to soak it all up while it lasts.
