Page 71 of Smoke and Mirrors

I hate that I’m taking a beat for myself while he’s on guard, but I need this. Just a moment to regroup and stop my raging hormones from erupting and taking over. Kace has an effect on me, and picking out panties with him is making me crazy. I just need a moment. Just one, that’s all, and I’ll be okay. I know that’s all I need.

Walking into the stall, I turn and lock the door behind me placing the clothes on the bench and lean my back against the wall taking in a deep, centering breath. Closing my eyes as my heart races frantically, all I can think about is Kace, me, and those black lace panties. I didn’t come in here to try anything on, I know it will all fit. I came in here to just breathe. But my mind is conjuring all sorts of images, and as I rub my thighs together to ease the ache between my legs, my breathing becomes heavier. I think briefly about touching myself to relieve the ache, but I quickly dispel that thought from my mind. I’m in a Macy’s department store, and I really only want Kace to bring on all my pleasure.

The images behind my closed eyes are beginning to be too much to bear, so I open them and staring right at me are the black lace panties with suspender holders—the absolute cause of my irrational desires. I shake my head and lean down to grab them. Checking them out with my eyes, they really are cute, and I begin to wonder if I could actually look sexy wearing them. Turning toward the mirror, I hold them out over my jeans in front of my pussy and chew so harshly on my bottom lip I wonder if I will break the skin.

“Fuck it!” I murmur to myself as I place the panties down then start unbuttoning my jeans. I pull them off, kicking off my sneakers and pulling down my panties. Taking a deep breath, I grab the black pair and slide them up my thighs. The feel of the silky lace fabric is heavenly on my skin, and I giggle slightly as I bring them up my legs and fasten them around my hips. Dragging my top up so I can see the full effect of them, I glance in the mirror at my lower body and grin. Kace is going to love them. I have to admit they look amazing on me, but it doesn’t help my raging libido at the moment.

“Lily?” Kace’s deep, gravelly voice echoes from behind the door, making me jump literally off the ground. My heart snaps into gear as I gasp for air almost falling over as my feet fall back to the ground.

“Shit, Kace! Scare me half to death. What are you doing in here? The assistant will tell you off,” I say against the door.

“Let me in,” he demands, his voice stern and hard. It scares me slightly, making me think something’s wrong, so I immediately turn the lock and step back to let him in. He steps through the small door, turning and closing it behind him.

“Kace, what’s wrong? Are they here?” I whisper.

He turns to face me, then his gaze falls to the black panties I’m wearing. His eyes widen as he swallows hard, and he clenches his jaw with a slight smile. He takes a step forward and presses his hips into mine, and instantly, I feel his hard cock. I open my eyes wide and pull my lips together as his arms wrap around my waist and pulling me to him.

“They really are an excellent choice,” he murmurs, and I grin.

“Thank you. But seriously, Kace. Are they coming?”

He shakes his head slowly from side to side as he turns us around and pushes me against the door. “No, but you will be.”

I gasp as his hand slides down my side and to my hip. His fingers dip inside the black lace, and my teeth clench on either side of my bottom lip.

“Kace, we’re in a change room. We can’t.”

He leans in, pushing me roughly against the door. It moves slightly with a little bang, and I tense up as he chuckles, his face inching closer to mine. “We can, and we will, Lily. You want a release, that’s why you came in here. I can read you better than you think.”

Practically panting, my body disobeys me and grinds into him as my lips inch closer to his. “No, we can’t. People will hear.”

“Then be quiet. Let me ease your ache, Lily,” he whispers against my lips.

I can’t hold back any longer and push my mouth against his running my fingers through his hair and holding his face to mine. Our tongues dance together, my body aches to be near him. How he knew what I needed, I don’t know, but now he’s here, and nothing else matters.

His hand skims along my panty line and dips down between my legs. I part them further bringing one leg up to rest on the bench seat. There’s not a lot of room to maneuver, so we’re forced close together. I’m not complaining. I need to be close to him.

His finger pulses on my clit, and I moan into his mouth quietly. I can’t help myself. His tongue continues to ravage me as his finger circles on my clit. A wave of pleasure rolls over me, instantly easing the tensing in my muscles. One hand curls into his hair gripping tightly, the other needs something to hold onto, so I move it up the door, grabbing the top and holding on. If the attendant were to look, she’d probably know something was happening in here, but right now, my embarrassment of being caught is being blown away by his fingers caressing me.

He moves his fingers up and inside me as he leans his body into my side rubbing his cock into my thigh. Whimpering at the feel of him stroking inside me and hitting just the right spot, I shudder as a tingle runs down my spine. The door is creaking slightly from my body moving in time with his fingers, and as I pant, I’m trying my hardest to be quiet.

I can hear women coming and going trying their new clothes on, but it only adds to the excitement of being caught. Being somewhere so public with Kace and him moving inside of me, even if it is only his fingers, is tantalizing. I was aching for him, now I’m drowning in a sea of need as he caresses me perfectly.

His thumb moves in line with my clit as he thrusts, rotates on my clit, then thrusts again in a perfect rhythm—a blissful rhythm. As he hits the exact right spot every time, I clench my eyes tighter while his tongue dances with mine.

My hand on the top of the door clenches so hard, my knuckles feel like they’re turning white as he thrusts inside, rotates, and thrusts again. My back arches, pressing my body further against his, while my skin litters with tiny little goosebumps. Heat washes over me so intensely I feel like I’m going to ignite as a sheen of sweat slickens all over my skin.

My body trembles and shudders as my muscles tense, my pussy clenches around his fingers, and my breath catches as everything stops. The explosion hits so hard that he has to grab my hips to hold me in position.

My body goes limp as I whimper trying to keep quiet. His lips leave mine as he trails feather-light kisses along my neck while I pant and come down from the crest of coming so hard.

My hand from the door drops down onto his shoulder, and he holds me to him completely as I gather my bearings. He chuckles slightly, kissing just under my ear and pulls back looking in my lazy, hooded eyes.

“Those panties really are sexy as fuck,” he whispers.

I stand up finally having feeling back in my feet and wrap my arms around his waist, embracing him and smiling.

“That was amazing,” I whisper.

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