Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
I trail my hand down the front of her dress. I pull it back up more to get a nice view of her panties before I dip my fingers inside.
“James.” She breathes out my name.
“This is all for me. You’re soaking wet.” I trace my finger up and down her slit.
“I don’t know why I’m so wet.” She moans. Her head falls back to rest on me.
“Does it ache?”
“Throbs.”
I spread her pussy lips, going straight for her clit. We don’t have much time. I hate that the first time I make her come is going to be quick. That I can’t savor the moment and take my sweet time. I’ll make it up to her later. I find her clit and begin to stroke her, soft and slow at first before picking up my speed. Her breathing becomes choppy and I know she’s close. Her body goes tight. I lift my other hand, putting it over her mouth as she comes undone in my arms.
She stares at me in the mirror. We never lose eye contact as I keep stroking the rest of the orgasm out of her. I drop my hand from her mouth.
“Wow” is all she says. I think her mind is still playing catch up to what we just did.
“You’ll get this dress,” I tell her as I pull my hand out from her panties. I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck them clean. Fuck, she tastes sweet there too. I should have known. Carly’s eyes go wide watching me. I turn her in my arms, giving her a deep kiss.
“I’ll be right outside,” I tell her before leaving her alone in the dressing room. I adjust my cock in my pants, taking a deep breath before I go back.
I have no idea how I’m going to make it through this day without getting inside of her. At the very least I’ll be feasting on her cunt. One way or another she’ll be checking that off her list too tonight.
8
Carly
“You okay?” James pulls me into his side as we head out of the dress shop. “I don’t know how you wear those heels all day.” It’s not the heels that are making me unsteady. My whole body is still buzzing from what James did to me in the dressing room. I’ve never felt sexier than I did in that moment with his eyes on mine as he brought me to orgasm.
“I love my heels. It’s a small addiction of mine. I’m a shoe girl.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” He opens the passenger side door for me. I get in as my phone starts to ring. I pull it out to see it’s Tinsley. I’m sure she wants to know what the hell is going on with James and me. I clear the call and text her that I’m still with him and I’ll call her back later.
He slips into the driver seat. I put in a reminder to pick up my dress tomorrow. “Care if we make one more stop? Then I’ll get you food.”
“That’s fine.” I tuck my hair behind my ear. I still can’t believe what he did to me in the dressing room. It had worked, though. Not only will I now feel sexy in the dress, I know that I’ll get turned on being in it thinking about James. “Do you think we can order in? One of my shows is on tonight and I have to see if this one couple breaks up or sticks it out. I can’t help it if I’m a reality junkie. Don’t judge me.”
“We can do anything you like.” He pulls out into the street. “What are you hoping they’ll do?”
“She can do better. I think he’s a cheater too.”
“Sounds like a childish man.”
“Childish? I’m thinking more along the lines of an asshole.”
“That too. I meant that it’s childish to play games. If you want to go out and fuck everything, then let the girl go. Don’t be an asshole. Or at least be upfront with what your intentions are.” He smirks at me. “Unfortunately most men don’t know what they want or how lucky they are. I’m not most men.” He pins me with a stare.
“Can I ask you something? I swear whatever you say won’t upset me. I just want to be clear.” I lick my lips, feeling unsteady. I’m pretty sure I just lied. I think it will upset me.
“You can ask me anything, Carly.” He reaches over, taking my hand that was playing with the hem of my yellow sundress.
“What we did in the dressing room—”
“Will happen again,” he says before I can finish my question. I can actually feel the heat rush to my face.
“That’s fine with me,” I blurt out. “Oh my God. I did not just say that.” I put my other hand over my mouth. James only laughs.