Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 62404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 312(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 208(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 312(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 208(@300wpm)
I grin as I reach him, and he puts his hand on the small of my back as we leave.
We’re pretty close to everything, so we decide to walk. He takes me to an area littered with designer shops. Walking into one, he sits on the couch, waiting patiently as I look at the clothing. I’m used to wearing designer dresses—it was expected of me when I was in public with Kyler—but other than that, my closet is full of average brands that make me feel comfortable.
I don’t have money to splurge on expensive clothes anymore because I’m saving all my pay to one day buy a place with only my name on it, we had a prenup. The house I shared with Kyler was in his name, not mine. It’s part of the reason I was the one who had to walk out. Plus, that house was too big for just the two of us. I’m not sure I could have lived there by myself.
“Oriana.” I look over to Jake as the saleslady gives him a glass of wine. “Try that on.” He nods to an all-black bodysuit.
“Nice choice, sir,” the lady says in English. She pulls it off the rack, takes it to the changing room, and smiles at me.
“I would never wear that,” I tell him.
“You would…for me.”
“Would I, now?” I smile.
“You try it on. I’ll buy whatever it is your heart desires.”
“Anything?” I question.
“You can have anything.” I nod and step into the changing room. I strip off my dress as it slides onto the floor I reach for my leather body suit and slip it on. This isn’t your average leather body suit, though. It has cutouts over the stomach and nipples that are covered in lace. It’s a G-string in the back and fits my breasts perfectly. I take a deep breath as I pull back the curtain. The saleslady beams at me. When I look at Jake, he stands and hands her his black credit card.
“Charge me for this and three more in different colors,” he says, not taking his eyes off me. “And leave. And don’t come back until I call for you.”
“That’s no way to speak to her,” I reprimand.
He turns back to the lady. “Buy yourself something nice as well.”
She nods, smiling happily as she spins on her heel, shutting the curtains behind her.
His hand grazes my stomach through the lace before it touches the leather.
“Aren’t you going to ask me what I wanted?” I question him as his hand dips lower.
“I’d buy you a fucking country if I get to see you in this every day.” His voice drips with lust.
“Well, no need for that, but I would take a kiss.”
“That’s what you want?” he asks, his fingers halting at my hips.
I nod and stretch up to touch his lips with mine. When he lets me and doesn’t pull back, I smile against his lips.
“I like the way you taste,” I whisper.
He pushes me back into the changing room and shuts the curtain, matching each step I take until I’m against the wall. “I like the way you taste too. And if you wish to taste me again, I need to taste you first.”
“But—”
He cuts me off by slipping a finger under the leather and straight into me. I gasp as he pushes it in, and he smirks, clearly enjoying watching me come undone right in front of him. “Already so wet. Now we definitely have to buy it.”
I bite my lip as his thumb sweeps across my clit. And just as I start moving on him, it’s gone, and his fingers are now out of me and in his mouth.
“You can take your payment now.” He grins mischievously.
I lean forward and waste no time raising up on my tip-toes and planting my lips straight on his again.
The world disappears.
And all I can see, hear, and breathe is him.
Before him, I would never be caught doing what we just did. He makes me feel alive like I am worth so much more than arm candy.
I’m afraid to say it, but I think I am falling in love with a man who isn’t my husband.
“Sir.” He slides his teeth over my tongue as he pulls away, breaks our kiss, and steps out of the changing room. “I’m sorry to interrupt, sir, but I wanted to show you this. Thought it may interest you as well.”
I slide on my dress after I take off the leather. When I pull the curtain open, I see Jake holding another leather item and I peer over his shoulder to view it.
“What is it?” I ask.
“Restraints.” He smiles. “To match your new outfit.” He hands them back to the lady. “Add it to my bill.”
I blush as she walks away.
“Now, let’s finish shopping, then we’ll go eat.”