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“Ugh.” Her face distorts in utter disgust, “That’s yours. So much cream and sugar—it’s a crime to call that coffee.”
Extending my hand, she eagerly swaps cups with me before chugging a few gulps from her cup. Cup in hand, she proceeds to look through numerous dresses, skirts, and blouses the staff are bringing her and those hanging around the edges of the store.
“This dress,” she swoons as her fingers run over a bright pink slip of fabric. “I absolutely love this cut, but the fuchsia is a little flashy. Does it come in any other colors?”
“I’m sorry, miss,” the salesgirl closest to her answers as she smooths the fabric. “This dress is haute couture. The entire collection only comes in this Persian rose.”
Fucking women’s fashion.
“That’s too bad,” Cora sighs before moving on to another rack of dresses. Even as she continues to shop, her eyes repeatedly glance back toward the hot fucking pink dress.
She chooses a few more items from the selection, and while she tries to protest, I ensure she gets coordinating bags and shoes for each of them.
“What do you think of this?” I lift a black silk and lace teddy from the table in front of me and hold it up for Cora to see.
“It’s beautiful.” She steps toward me to touch it.
“You should try it on.” I tip my head toward the fitting room at the back of the boutique. “Make sure it fits.”
Taking it from me, she makes her way through the store and disappears behind a large rack of dresses. After waiting a moment, I garner the attention of the two ladies working the counter, “Here’s my card. Would you mind boxing everything up while I check on her?
“Of course, sir.”
I slip to the back of the store and let myself into the fitting room with Cora. She lets out a tiny, adorable gasp when she sees my reflection in the mirror. It’s followed by an even more adorable, staggered exhale as she watches me close the door.
“You look fucking gorgeous in that, love.” My eyes rake over her body. Her tits and ass on display as the remainder of the lingerie hugs every bit of her as though it was made for her body. “It’s such a shame that I’m going to completely destroy it when I tear it from your body.”
“Samuel!” she exclaims in a whisper, “You wouldn’t dare. This is way too expensive to ruin.”
“And you’re way too fucking beautiful to have anything keep me from worshipping every inch of your skin.” Lightly gripping her hips, I pull her toward me before roaming my fingers along the silk covering her stomach.
God, I fucking need to be inside her.
She tentatively retreats as I continue to step closer to her until her back is pressed against the full-length mirror hanging on the wall. Taking another step, my chest is so close to hers that her tits press into me with every excited breath she takes.
I pull one of her hands over her head and pin it to the cool mirror before grabbing the other and doing the same. She stares up at me, her eyes glimmering with nervous excitement.And that intoxicating, familiar tinge of fear from the two of us getting caught.
Fuck, I love this look on her.
Holding both her wrists in one of my hands, the other is immediately on her throat. Squeezing gently, she lightly moans as my lips and tongue trail along her neck and over her shoulder. I want to taste every inch of her exposed skin.
Continuing down her collarbone, I take my time enjoying the heaving swell of her breasts. Sucking and nibbling on them causes faint whimpers to tremble over her lips. Lips I need to have.
Crashing against them, I’m pleased when they eagerly part for me. My tongue swipes against hers, delicately at first, until my need to consume her becomes nearly unbearable. I plunder her lips, swallowing her faint cries and moans.
Grabbing her thighs, I lift her, and her legs wrap around my waist as my body pins her against the cool mirror behind her. She squeezes her thighs and grinds her hips into me as I continue to claim her mouth.
That sweet cunt of hers can’t get enough of me.
Pulling back, I continue to kiss her as I speak, “If I fucked you fast and hard, do you think I’ll be able to fill that tight little cunt of yours before we get caught?”
Her heavy breaths vibrate against my lips, as she tries to catch her breath enough to answer me.
“Everything okay in there?” A sweet voice follows a gentle knock on the door.
“Yes. One of the clasps got stuck, and she needed a hand,” I call through the door as I release Cora’s legs from my waist. Still panting, she slides down my body and the mirror until her heels reach the floor. I dip my head and place a feathered kiss against her ear; I whisper, “I guess we’ll never know.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
