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She walked closer, lowering her head and glancing at me through her hair. “Yes,” I said a bit too enthusiastically. But I felt a tingling running through my senses. I wanted to jump up and pull her into my arms. She was gorgeous.

Clearing my throat, I spoke in a calmer tone. “That one will do just fine, now let's see another.” I had to get her to move back as sweat started forming in the back of my neck.

“Just a couple,” she said over her shoulder as she turned.

“Yes, yes,” I replied, nodding eagerly.

I watched as she walked to the life-size mirror just to the left of the changing rooms. Placing her hands on her hips, shemade slow half-turn movements. “I think it looks good, right?” She said in a seductive tone, looking at me over her shoulder.

Before I could reply, she popped back behind the curtain. The sales lady returned holding some more outfits. She handed them to Nadia and returned to me. “Anything else?” she inquired, grinning.

“Not now, thank you,” I replied as the curtain opened, and Nadia stepped out wearing one of the pantsuits. She looked elegant and even empowered in the grey pants suit. Sitting back, I smiled at her as she waltzed over.

Halfway, she stopped, turned, and glanced back at me as she spoke. “How does this one look? You think it’s okay?”

Nodding, I replied in a plain tone. “Yes, that works very well.” She grinned as she went back and tried on another couple of outfits. Each time she came out, she asked if I thought they were fine. Each one was perfect. In some, she looked better than others, but all the outfits worked.

Standing, I stretched my legs as she grabbed another pile of outfits lying next to me. She made her way back to the dressing room, swaying her hips. I felt my heart beating slightly quicker as I watched her.

Her next outfit was more revealing than any of the others she had tried. As Nadia stepped out of the dressing room, I felt my breath catching. She had a sway in her walk as she slowly came towards me. I sat back down, feeling my legs shaking a bit.

Nadia walked up to me, stopping as her leg touched mine. “Does this one look okay?” she inquired, smiling seductively as she played with her finger in her mouth.

For a second, I froze. My gaze slowly moved up from her legs to her face. I nodded as I swallowed hard. She turnedsharply, glancing at me over her shoulder as she slapped her butt softly. Breathing in hard, I tried to control the sudden rush of blood filling my mind.

I looked in awe as she walked back and closed the curtain behind her. Waving at my face, I tried to cool the sudden heatwave. My phone beeped as a message came through. Taking it out of my pocket, I checked to see if it was important.

It was an update from Tasha on the information Nadia was sending home. She studied all the texts to see any hidden messages in the wording. She was saying something about the messages seemingly being a bit threatening from Nadia’s cousin, but no detail leaked about us yet. I was so busy going through it, I didn’t notice her stepping out again.

Hearing Nadia clearing her throat, I glanced up over my phone. This time, I couldn’t hide my astonishment as I gasped. My mouth fell open, and I felt a tingling start in my pants. Nadia stood but a foot or two away in a golden glittering something.

Swallowing the mountain forming in my throat, I grinned. I wasn’t sure if this was suitable attire for work or even to wear in public. But it was perfect for wearing at home. The dress or piece of cloth rather sat high up her thighs. It barely covered her ass.

It had no shoulders or straps. The top hugged her so tightly that I thought her breasts could pop out at any moment. “What do you think? Is this one right?” she asked, grinning. She stood with her hands on her hips, and I felt sure it was because I was on my phone.

Shoving the phone back into my pocket as it could wait, I sat forward on the chair. I fought the urge to reach out and pull her closer. I cleared my throat before speaking, hoping to hidethe excitement rushing through me. “You look fine, like a mature wine.”

Nadia giggled as she turned and headed back. “Silly, man,” she said softly. The curtain had barely closed when she stuck her head out. “Can you please come and help me? The zipper seems to be stuck.”

I quickly got up and walked to the dressing room, my heart beating double time. Opening the curtain and stepping in, I skimmed her up and down. Nadia was standing with her hands on the back wall. Her legs were slightly apart as she looked back at me, smiling. She looked so good, and her smile was inviting. I wanted to rip the dress off and take her immediately.

Stepping up behind her, I moved her hair out of the way, pushing it over her shoulder. I couldn’t take my hand off her velvety skin. It felt as heavy as a ten-pound hammer. I traced her backline down to the top of the dress. Taking hold of the zipper, I slowly pulled it down.

I could hear her breathing increase as I moved. Glancing at her, I saw she had closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. My hand stopped with the zipped in the small of her back. Nadia’s eyes opened. She fluttered her eyelids, smiling at me. There was a fire burning in them.

“Thank you,” she whispered as she turned to face me. Our faces were only inches apart. She looked at my mouth, biting her bottom lip again. I could feel the blood pumping into my cock, bringing it to life. At that moment, I saw myself pushing her against the back wall. I wanted to make her mine, to feel her skin burning against me.

Taking her face in my hands, I leaned in, unable to control the pull between us. She looked flushed and also turned on. An overwhelming urge to kiss her filled every inch of mybeing. As our lips were about to meet, I heard someone clearing their throat before speaking. “Sorry to interrupt,” the saleslady huffed.

Turning, I saw her standing behind us, looking down at the floor. “Is everything fine in here, miss? Do you need assistance with anything?” she added.

Stepping back, I realized how close I had come to overstepping. “No, thank you, I’m good. We’ll be done in a minute,” Nadia replied, grinning.

I felt my anger rising, but I wouldn’t let her see it. I gave her a soft smile and walked out of the booth. What the fuck was she doing? Walking to the window, I shook my head. Was she trying to get to me by using sex? How did I not see it? She was trying to trap me.

Sitting back down, I swore to never let my guard down again. But if this is the game she wanted to play, two could play it. In fact, I would show her how it was done. Subduing my anger, I shook my head, getting myself into the right frame of mind.

Nadia came out of the booth with the sales lady. “Have you got everything you wanted?” I asked, smiling at her.

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