Page 117 of Mayhem
“Yeah, hang on a second,” Paetyn responded.
He went to the rack she’d gotten the dress from and looked through the sizes. When he didn’t find one smaller, he checked the surrounding racks and came up empty.
“There isn’t one smaller,” he responded when he returned to the dressing area, and Erin sighed.
She stepped out of the dressing room, and he looked her over in the dress. “I like this one, but it must run large.” She turned around, and Paetyn saw what she meant. The back of the dress was slightly too big at her shoulders. “I’m going to ask the associate if they have a smaller size in the back.”
Paetyn momentarily watched her go before pulling his phone out. He’d check the website to see if they had a smaller sizelisted. They had a week before leaving, and he figured that would be enough time to get it in with expedited shipping.
When Cruz nudged him, he’d just found it and put it into the cart. He looked up and followed his gaze to where Erin was talking to the young man at the counter. She was leaning over, looking at something he showed her on the computer screen.
Erin said something Paetyn was sure the young man missed since he was staring at the swell of her breast in the dress. When she looked up and repeated what she’d said, the associate seemed at a loss for words. Paetyn supposed he would be, too, if he were caught off guard by those natural doe eyes. He went to the counter, placing his hand on her side and squeezing softly.
“They have the dress online, baby. If I order it today, it’ll get here by Wednesday.”
“I know. I found it. Go get dressed so we can buy what you want, and go,” Paetyn responded. He followed her back to the dressing area.
“You have fun flirting, Maly?” Cruz asked.
“I was not flirting. I thanked him for seeing if they had the dress online.”
“Mhm,” Cruz responded as she entered the dressing room.
Thirty minutes later, they were checked out and on their way home. It was almost five, and Paetyn suggested they go out for dinner later that evening.
At seven o’clock, he entered Erin’s room as she dressed with one of the toys she’d chosen when they’d gone shopping. He’d added some water-based lube to it beforehand.
“What’s that for?” she asked.
Paetyn smiled at her as he reached under her dress, pulled her panties to the side, and slid part of the toy in her, the other part resting against her clit.
“Think of it as punishment or a reminder that we don’t like you flirting with other men.”
She sighed. “I wasn’t—”
Paetyn cut her off with a kiss. “Finish getting ready. We need to leave soon.”
Ten minutes later, they were in the car when he took his phone out and turned on the toy. Erin gasped from the backseat, and he turned around to find her with wide eyes. The weight of the situation was apparent in them. However, he also saw the desire. Tonight was going to be intriguing.
Erin stared at the cake on her dessert plate as she shifted in her seat. She’d only taken one bite of it and couldn’t do much more than look at it since then. She hadn’t wanted dessert but had ordered it anyway because the other two had.
Shifting again, she let out a slow breath as she focused on slowly using the fork to scrape the icing off. She was not interested in eating it but wanted to do something to kill time and occupy her mind.
“Do you not like your cake, Maly?” Erin looked up at Cruz’s question, shaking her head. “We can order you something else,” he stated, lifting his hand to signal their waiter.
“No,” Erin stated, stopping him. “It isn’t that. It’s just…” She turned her attention to Paetyn. Only to find those green eyes already staring at her. She had no idea green eyes could be so intense until he’d looked at her the way he was now. “Please,” she whispered.
“What’s wrong, Angel?” he questioned, and Erin shifted again.
“I’m going to cum,” she told him quietly. The continual slow vibration of the toy that was currently inside her and on her clit, worked her towards climax.
“No, you’re not,” Paetyn responded.
“Paetyn,” Erin found herself whining, and she realized she didn’t mind when she got like this for either of them or both simultaneously because it meant they would take impeccable care of her body. “I don’t think I can hold it.”
“You really should have thought of that before pulling your little stunt earlier today,” he informed her before taking a bite of his cheesecake.
Erin groaned softly. “I was not flirting with him.”
