Page 17 of Arranged Mafia Marriage

I smirk, pushing open the door and stepping inside. Felicity stands before me in a delicate lace bra and matching panties, the robin-egg blue color complementing her skin.

I take in every inch of her body. “Turn around,” I say softly.

She obeys, giving me a view of her backside. The panties hug her curves perfectly, and I have to clench my fists to keep from reaching out to touch her.

“Well?” she asks, biting her bottom lip and looking down at herself.

I step closer, my chest nearly touching her back. “It’s perfect, but I think we need to make sure it fits properly.”

My hands settle on her hips, and her breath hitches. Slowly, I slide one hand up her side, brushing the underside of her breast. She leans back against me, a soft gasp escaping her lips. Her head tilts back to rest on my shoulder.

I trail my fingers along the edge of her panties, teasing the sensitive skin of her lower abdomen. “Is this okay?” I ask, giving her a chance to stop me.

She nods, and her eyes close. “Yes. We just need to make sure it fits, right?”

“Right,” I mutter as I continue my exploration, slipping my fingers under the waistband of her panties. I trace the outline of her hip bone, then dip lower, finding her already wet. I lean down to whisper in her ear. “You like this, don’t you?”

She moans, pressing her ass against my growing erection. “Yes.”

I stroke her clit, feeling her body respond. “You’re so wet,” I murmur, my fingers sliding easily through her slick folds. “I bet I could fuck you right now, and you’d be begging for more.”

Her breathing quickens, and she grinds against my hand.

I click my tongue, forcing myself to sound disapproving. “Look how absolutely sopping you’ve made these panties. We’ll have to buy this set now.” I press lightly against her clit as I tease her. “You won’t be able to wear them again without thinking of me.”

She whimpers, her hips bucking against my hand. “Please...”

I chuckle, withdrawing my fingers. “Not yet, darling. I want you to remember this the next time you put on a pair of pretty lingerie.”

I turn her to face me, my eyes locking with hers. “Let’s see what else you have in here.”

I move to the rack of clothing, pulling out a sheer black negligee. “This is lovely. Try it on.”

Felicity takes the garment, her cheeks flushed. She slips it over her head, the silky material clinging to her curves.

“Beautiful,” I say as I help her strip it off. “Hmm, let’s try something a little more daring.”

I select a red satin corset, holding it up for her inspection. “What do you think?”

She bites her lip, her eyes wide. “I don’t know.”

I smile, stepping closer. “Trust me.” I wrap the corset around her torso, fastening the hooks in the front. I pull the laces tight, watching as her breasts swell above the top. The robin egg blue bra from the set she was wearing when I first entered the dressing room impedes my ability to see her nipples. I reach around her, unhooking the clasp and removing the bra.

I step back, admiring the view. “Perfect.”

I take her hand, leading her to a full-length mirror. “See how beautiful you are.”

She stares at her reflection, her eyes filled with wonder. The red corset doesn’t particularly match the underwear, so I put my hands on the waistband and efficiently strip them. She watches in the mirror as I bring the crotch to my nose and inhale her scent.

“You smell delicious. I can’t wait to taste you again.” I toss aside the panties and pull her close. “But first, I want you to watch yourself in the mirror as I fuck you.”

I slide my hand between her legs, cupping her mound. “I want you to see how sexy you look when you cum.” I slip my fingers between her folds, finding her clit. “I want you to hear the sounds you make when you’re about to lose control.”

She gasps, her body trembling. “We’re in public.”

I smirk, moving my fingers faster. “No one will disturb us. I promise.”

Her breathing becomes ragged, her hips rocking against my hand. “Oh god.”

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