Page 58 of Broken Promises


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“So it’smyfault, then,” she says, so vivacious and sassy as she stares up at me.

“I should be able to keep the wild side…”

“Tamed?” she fills in when I trail off. Her laughter makes me feel like a new man. “Or is that corny?”

“You’re the only one who can tame me,” I tell her, “and I don’t give a damn how corny that sounds. Now…”

I pick up the bag definitively and wrap my other arm around her. We walk up the stairs toward her bedroom. When I shut the door behind her, I remember earlier, almost ten hours ago now, when I walked in and found her standing at the window. Something in the way she stood told me she wanted to run.

Yet when I held her against me, I knew the opposite was true. She didn’t want to go anywhere. She wanted—wants—me as badly as I want her, even if it scares her.

“Should I get changed in the en suite?” she asks. “Then you can see the dresses.”

I laugh savagely as I drop the bag onto the silk sheets. “You don’t think I’d see the dresses if you got undressed out here?”

She rolls her eyes with a smile. “No, I think you’d getwildagain. Which one should I try on first?”

I unzip the bag and take out the silver piece. “Let’s try this one.”

“Your wish is my command. Hey!”

She giggles when, as she walks by me, I bring my hand down on her plump ass. She changed back into her sweatpants after I left, the fabric pulling tantalizingly over her juiciness. She shoots me a look as she walks into the en suite.

I pace up and down as I wait, my balls feeling flooded. Trying to keep her out of my mind has been challenging all day. Now that I’m with her, it’s taking everything not to kick down the door and grab her as she strips her body naked. Suck on her thick nipples. Spank her big ass. Grind my hard dick, dripping with precome, into her soft, wet core.

The door opens, my breath catching. The dress falls like ice from her hips to just above her knees.

“Wow!” I say.

“You like it?” she murmurs, shifting from side to side, making the silver material rustle. “Hear that?” She shakes some more, causing her tits to dance for me.Shh-shh. “It’s like I’m a cowboy riding into town.”

I laugh, shaking my head. “Is that a bad thing? I think you look hot as hell.”

“Yeah, but youalwaysthink I look hot.”

Her cheeks turn red, almost like a part of her regrets saying that, but then she returns to the bag. I can’t stop myself from walking up behind her and grinding my dick against her ass through the dress. She moans and leans forward, sinking her hands into the bed as she moves against me.

“Dimitri,” she whispers.

Her tone tells me everything I need to know. Even she’s unsure if she wants me to stop or to keep going.

“I’m going to try this one,” she finally says, grabbing a dress. “If I’mallowed.”

I smirk, then lean down and smooth my hand up her bare leg and under the dress. She stares up at me with wide, excited eyes. I stroke over her underwear, feeling her heat and her wetness. “Don’t pretend this is one-sided,” I groan. “Not when you’re soaked for me.”

“I am notsoaked,” she says, but then her breath gets heavy when I push aside her underwear and stroke my finger across her wet pussy, her swollen, excited petals.

“You were saying?” I ask.

She drops the dress and grips my wrist, gently pushing me away. I take a step back, holding my hands up. With a glare that isn’t very convincing, she grabs the dress and enters the en suite.

My dick twitches as I watch her walk away, her hips swishing from side to side, her ass begging to be spanked again. I go back to pacing when she closes the door. A minute later, it opens again.

My breath catches, but not just with lust. This dress is longer, more subtle, and a soft shade of red. The cut is low, drawing attention to her gorgeous tits, but the tail is low and long, with a small slit up the side.

“Is it too much?” she asks.

“You look beautiful,” I tell her. Here comes some more corniness. “Damn, Lia. You look like an angel.”

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