Jason
Bree’s eyes scan the store, trying to take in everything they can find. Lingerie, videos, whips, bondage gear, and toys are a few of the things I can locate in one wide sweep. I grab Bree’s hand, my heart does something weird when she laces her fingers lace through mine without a second thought.
I take a quick taste of her lips, then pull her farther inside the store, while ignoring the fact that I’m holding hands with a woman in public. I definitely refuse to acknowledge that I initiated said activity.
“Why are we here, Jason?”
“You know why, Bree.” My tone is husky with arousal because I’m already itching to take her home. I answer the question in case it’s not explicit. “We’re here to get things to play with until you cum hard.” We stop in front of a section of toys, and I turn to her and grab her other hand. “I want you to have gasping-for-breath-because-I-forgot-to-breathe, where-the-hell-am-I, my-whole-body-came type orgasms.”
Her eyes grow, they shine with arousal behind her floral print glasses. I wonder how many pairs she owns.
“Well if anyone has the power to make that happen, it’s you.”
I want to beat my chest like a fucking gorilla.
“ I intend to abuse that power, until you’re trembling and in need of electrolytes.”
Her eyes are downright sultry now. “I should stock up because that sounds amazing. But, I have a drawer full of toys at home.”
I glance down to see her nipples beading against the thin shirt. I ghost my lips over hers, getting another brief taste, before stepping out of her space.
“None from me. Focus, Bree. Let’s make these damn selections then go turn theory into reality. Tell your nipples, I haven’t forgotten the promise I made them.”
She damn near purrs her excitement before turning to the collection of dildos and vibrators. We’re viewing the toys for about ten minutes when she picks up one to study it.
“This one says it has suction abilities. Think it does better than you?” she challenges.
“Hell, no. But feel free to try it.”
She smiles but turns her attention back to the wall of toys. Bending over, she reaches for one at the bottom. My eyes immediately shoot to her ass and how the yoga tights stretch across it. I’m already over the toys, and my hormones want to drag her out of here.
I move closer so her ass can rub my hardening dick when she rises. I groan my approval when it does.
“Jason.”
Her moan takes me from trying to behave, to not giving a fuck. My hand is below the waist of her bottoms, and my fingers are pressing against her naked clit by the time she’s standing fully erect.
“Jason!” she hisses in an excited whisper. “We’re in public.”
I smile against the back of her head. Bree made no attempt to remove my hand.
I feel her shiver when I begin to stroke her. “So?”
“Someone could come by at any moment.”
“Does that make you wet?”
She rocks her hips to create the friction she craves.
“You make me wet, everything else is just a bonus.”
Her naked honesty attacks me like it always does and makes me feel things I’m not prepared to feel. I delve deeper, curving two fingers inside her, roughly taking her where she wants to go. She sharply inhales, and I know it’s getting good to her. My impatience spikes with each inch my dick grows.
“Pick something, baby. I have an appointment with your pussy that you don’t want me to miss.”
I pump my fingers into her harder, then I rub her in the way that’s guaranteed to make her cum.
Her head falls back on my shoulder. Her luscious lips are parted and practically begging me to taste them. I answer the call, tasting her arousal and swallowing her moans as if they’re fuel to my soul. My mouth stays on hers until she stops trembling and shivering.
