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“I don’t know where to go for nice clothes. Any suggestions?” I ask, looking up at him.

“There are a few stores in here that have some nice things. I’ll lead the way,” he smiles down at me.

We walk hand in hand through the mall, past the food court and a jewelry store. We walk past a candle store that smells so delightful I want to lick them.

Sebastian drags me into a store with multiple dresses in the window. There are so many beautiful dresses inside that I don’t know which ones to pick. We thumb through a rack of them, and Sebastian offers up a few, asking my opinion. It isn’t until he grabs an emerald, green dress with spaghetti straps that tie behind the neck with a deep v-cut.

“I want to try that one on,” I say, grabbing it and pressing it against my body.

“I want to see you in it,” he says, his eyes darkening.

The dressing rooms are in the corner of the store and although it’s so busy in the mall, there are only a small handful of people in this store. There are no doors on any of them, only a curtain that slides closed, but the curtains drape down to the floor, so you can’t see underneath them. I walk back into the dressing room and strip out of the jeans and shirt I’m wearing while Sebastian waits outside.

I pull the dress on and it fits like a glove. It accentuates my cleavage, fits just tight enough across my midriff and has the perfect amount of flare at the bottom that stops just above my knees.

I pull the curtain back and find Sebastian leaned against the wall, arms folded over one another and ankles crossed as he takes in the sight of me. His eyes drink me in, pausing at my cleavage. He uncrosses his arms and his tongue snakes out, licking his bottom lip as he takes two steps and closes the distance between us. He pulls the curtain closed behind him as he lips crash into mine. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. My tongue dances with his as he fidgets with his pants, unbuttoning them and freeing himself from them. He sits down on the bench behind him, putting me straddling him. I put my feet underneath me and grip onto his shoulders, giving me more leverage to move.

“Now,” he grits, positioning himself at my entrance. He pushes into me and I begin bouncing up and down, feeling every inch of him stretch me as I sit all the way down on him.

I try to move slowly, to avoid making too much noise or drawing attention to what we’re doing. That is the last thing I need. The thought quickly leaves my mind as pleasure takes over. His hand fists into my hair and he pulls my mouth to his. His kiss is ravenous. Savage. Like he’s been underwater and I’m the first breath of air he’s had in hours.

This angle. The way he’s hitting my spot so deep and my clit is rubbing perfectly against the base of his dick, I’m so close. I want more. I need more. I hold tight to the collar of his shirt and fight back the moans threatening to escape my mouth. Our breathing is heavy and I know I’m about to scream and tell everyone in this fucking store what he’s doing to me.

“Choke me,” I demand on a whimpered breath.

Without hesitation, his hand wraps around my throat. My pussy tightens around him as his fingers press into the sides of my neck. My mouth opens but there is no sound. The edges of my vision begin to blur as my orgasm wracks through me. Sebastian finds his own release a few pulses later and I pull at his hand to release me before I end up blacking out on the damn floor of this dressing room in the dress we haven’t even bought yet. My eyes water and I gasp for a breath as his fingers release my throat.

“God damn, that was hot,” he whispers in between quiet pants to catch his breath.

“So fucking hot,” I whisper, sliding off of him.

“We’re buying that dress.”

“Oh, you like it?” I ask.

He stands up, buttoning his jeans and levelling me with a stare that says he will show me right here, right now, again.

“I think it’s the sexiest piece of clothing I’ve ever seen on a woman and I’m going to be tortured the entirety of this fucking party watching you waltz around in it.”

I offer him a devilish grin and flash a titty at him for good measure, gaining me a smile from him.

“I can’t wait to tease the shit out of you all,” I run a finger up his chest, “damn,” I trail up his neck, “day.” I press my lips just beneath his ear, earning me a low growl from his chest.

“Change into your clothes so we can get out of here, you’re going to make me fuck you right here and then everyone in this store will know exactly what we’ve been doing because I will not be suppressing those sexy fucking moans again.”

I swallow hard and pull my jeans on before slipping out of the dress. Sebastian suckles one of my nipples into his mouth while I hook my bra. The cold left behind when his mouth is gone stings and makes my nipple even harder. I pull my bra over my shoulders and slip into my shirt. He’s already hung the dress back on its hanger and leads the way out of the dressing room.

We make it to the register without bumping into a single person and I feel like I’ve just gotten away with some sort of crime. He was right, this trip to the mall has been much more thrilling than the last.

The lady behind the register looks like she would rather be watching paint dry than ringing up customers.

“Is that all for you today?” she asks in a monotone voice.

“That’s all,” Sebastian says, waiting for the total. His arm is wrapped around my waist beside him and my heart is still racing from the dressing room.

She finally looks up at the two of us, not truly noticing us before.

Her eyes rest on Sebastian, looking him up and down. He smirks and leans down, kissing me hard and possessive.

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