Page 11 of Sin For Me

I don't know if he's a member of Hidden Sinners or just a normal everyday shopper so when Tru starts the vibrator up again, I'm desperate not to let this strange man know what's going on. I can't come with him standing right next to me.

I try to focus on the jeans in front of me, but it's hard with the vibrator ramping up in intensity. Tru is standing behind me, and I can feel his hand on my hip, keeping me steady and somehow also making me feel safe.

The man next to me is still browsing, and I'm growing more and more desperate. Finally, I can't take it anymore, and I let out a small moan. The man looks at me in confusion, and I give him an apologetic smile before turning back to the jeans.

I can feel the heat of Tru's gaze on me, and I know he's enjoying this. The vibrator is making my whole body buzz, and I can feel myself getting close. I'm just about to reach my peak when the man next to me says, "I think I'll try these on." and walks away. I let out a relieved sigh and lean against the table for support.

I nearly crumble right there but Tru is quick to turn the vibrator off.

"Oh Tru, please. I need to finish. Please."

He comes closer to me and tips my head up so he can gaze straight down at me. I'm sure for the people watching.

"Beg me again."

"Please, Tru. I need to finish. I'm so close... it's too much." I whimper.

He growls and he drops the tablet on the jeans table and uses his free hand to grab hold of my ass. He squeezes it and presses me against his body. His dick is hard and unbelievably big. If I wasn't so needy right now, I'd have jumped away. "That's a good little slut. Now beg me for it again."

My father always told me that I should never let anyone speak to me like that but the way says it just makes me even more hot.

"Please, Tru. I need to come. I'm begging you." I open my eyes and stare straight into his.

"Very good. Unfortunately, it's not up to me. We have to ask them if you've been good enough."

He looks down at the tablet and sucks air through his teeth like he's got bad news. "Sorry, Babe, they want to see you wait a little longer. I promise it'll be worth it."

My legs shake and my body tenses. I don't know what's happening to me but I swear it feels like torture.

Tru leaves the vibrator off for a few minutes and my body calms down. A group of women come into the store and go straight towards the dresses which is where Tru has me go.

I walk slowly because I know what he'll do when I get there.

"Grab that pink dress up there." He points to a dress that's much too high for me to reach.

The other women are talking amongst each other. They pull a few dresses down and start pressing it against each other.

Before I reach up, Tru bends down so he's close to my ear.

"Don't make them jealous. You're not allowed to come."

I feel the vibrator begin to pulse softly between my legs. How the hell am I supposed to not come? He never told me how to stop it.

I try not to think about the vibrator as I browse through the dresses with the other women. But it's hard not to when Tru keeps turning it up higher and higher. Every time I move, the butterfly rubs against my clit, sending teasing jolts of pleasure through my body. The other women are chatting and laughing, but I can barely focus on anything else but the fire building between my legs.

Finally, I can't take it anymore. I excuse myself to the fitting room. I take off running but before I can get behind close doors Tru calls out for me.

"Babe! Don't." He commands and I'm stuck.

I do the only thing I can do. I race back to him and throw my arms around his neck. He takes the glasses off and holds them to the side I'm guessing to show the people watching what I'm doing.

"Please, please, oh Tru please!" I beg him to come and finally, he turns the vibrator up slightly. Just enough to keep me going up steadily. My breath is coming fast and I'm shaking and writhing against him as I reach the peak. I scream and bite into his chest as something deep inside of me explodes, taking every ounce of strength I have. Still I can't stop, as I come, my body shakes and writhes against him while I moan and cry against him. My core clenches and contracts against nothing and now I know what he meant about me wanting to be full of something.

As my body begins to relax I look up into his eyes expecting him to be upset, instead all I see is a feral unmistakable lust.

He wants me, there's no denying it. If he can make me come this hard without touching me I'm excited to see what will happen when he does.

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