Page 60 of Dangerous Temptation
She pushed the vision away, clearing her throat hard. Would it really be so bad to play dress-up? There were clothes here that she’d never be able to afford, much less try on. She wouldn’t accept them.
She hesitantly walked over to the corner of the room.
‘Let me know if you need a different size,’ Jorge called.
‘She won’t,’ Alex murmured.
Her eyes narrowed. He sounded so sure of himself. She stepped behind the partition.
She could say no and stop the whole thing. He wouldn’t force her, but he’d gone to such measures. The designer had obviously gone to even greater lengths to bring everything here.
She fingered the pretty bra. She was already in love with it.
She gave up fighting. Setting the lingerie on the table, she peeled off her jeans. The rest of her clothes were next. They might be her comfy favourites, but with all the expensive material in the room she felt like a frump. She put her bra down and picked up the pink one. The difference was there under her fingertips. The quality was better, from the fabric to the stitching. Feeling her pulse begin to pound, she put her arms through the straps and aligned the cups over her breasts. She clipped the tab against her breastbone and felt the change the moment the bra settled over her curves, cupping and supporting them.
There was also a difference in the fit.
Almost naturally, her shoulders pulled back and her chest lifted. There was no comparison to the cheap discount-store brands she was used to wearing.
This felt sublime.
Hurrying, she tried on the panties. They fit her just as well, hugging her curves but not cutting into them.
‘Well?’ Jorge asked.
‘They’re perfect,’ she sighed.
Alex cleared his throat.
She peeked around the corner of the partition. ‘What?’
His gaze was that steady spark of grey ice, the one she’d run into in the forest on more than one occasion. ‘Let me see,’ he said, making it crystal clear.
Elena looked down at herself. She wasn’t naked, but he couldn’t possibly be asking her to –
‘Come out here.’
She wasn’t indecent and he’d seen her in less. Still …
She stepped out into the middle of the room and clasped her hands together in front of her. Alex leaned forward in his chair, the computer forgotten. Jorge nodded, his eye critical. Walking over to her, he examined the fit from front to back. Elena felt like she was under a microscope with both men staring at her so unabashedly.
Jorge’s attention was that of a designer, all about the beauty and fit.
Alex’s, on the other hand, was so fully sexual, her entire body flushed. His gaze stroked over her hotly, but it turned gentle when he looked into her face. ‘Do you like it?’
Her mouth had gone dry. ‘I love it,’ she whispered.
‘We’ll take that set,’ he said, easing back into his chair. Somehow he didn’t look as casual any more. ‘What else do you have?’
Elena took a quick step forward. ‘This is wonderful, but –’
He pointed a warning finger at her. ‘Your day, my money, your fun.’ He looked at the way the bra plumped up her curves. ‘Our fun,’ he amended.
‘The red next,’ Jorge said with a broad smile on his face. Without awaiting approval from anyone, he chose the new pieces.
The lingerie came at her, one piece after another, and her confidence grew as she modelled it. Alex’s preferences ran to the skimpy, while Jorge liked different combinations of satin and lace … and leather. That combo felt a little outrageous to her, but the moment she saw it on her in the mirror she melted. The set went into the growing pile.
‘That’s enough,’ she finally declared.
