Fuuuck. My heart started hammering hard against my ribs. I think my tongue might have been dragging on the floor as I looked her slowly up and down.
Slowly standing up from the chair, I watched her eyes widen, and her hands dropped to her sides.
I didn’t think. I didn’t plan out what to say, or what I was going to do, I just went to her.
I calmly approached her and stood so close to her body that I could almost feel the cool silkiness of the material ghosting against my clothes. “Get back in the fitting room, Charlie,” my voice rasped, hoarsely.
My body hummed with energy as I walked her backward into the small space of the room and closed the door behind us. Her back hit the wall gently and she took a long breath, making her chest almost spill out from the tightness of the dress.
I leaned my body against hers, taking both of her hands in mine and sliding them gently up the cool wall until they were on either side of her face. Her eyes looked up into mine, emerald green with flecks of blue and gold—our faces not even an inch away from each other. Her scent was heavy and thick, surrounding me, making me want to do things I had no clue how to do.But, damn I wanted them.
The warm breaths from her mouth fell against my skin and I closed my eyes, just to savor the intensity of her. Leaning my head closer to hers, I ran my nose along her jaw, nuzzling my face in her hair. Her breath pitched and quickened; her hands tightened in mine as her body arched off the wall to press against me.
“Jase,” she gasped, in a low, husky whisper.
I lowered my lips to the base of her neck, pressing my body into hers. So close against her skin I felt every quick beat of her heart against mine. Brushing my lips along her skin made me high.
Breathless.
Her body shivered beneath my lips. Her movement made me yearn, wanting to touch her all over, cover her with my fingers, taste her with my tongue, and sink deep inside her with so many other parts of my body.
There was no control. I had none.None. I darted out my tongue and an explosion of taste and need erupted in my mouth. She gasped and her breaths came harder, faster. Her fingers squeezed mine as she leaned her head back, arching her body against my mouth. Her skin was warm and silky soft, and the low hum of beautiful moans rumbled deep inside her body.
I was doing that to her.My body...my hands...my lips. I wanted more. I needed more. Gently, I rolled my hips against her soft curves and heat burst low in my stomach. My hands tightened over hers; my entire body clenched in anticipation. Inside my jeans, I twitched and swelled, hardened to an almost painful ache. My brain fogged over, clouded with images of her lips on me, her hands touching and squeezing me. A deep growl rumbled from somewhere deep inside me.
A knock on the door interrupted us. “YoooouWhoooo. Hello in there! Did you find anything you like?”
Bad, bad timing lady. Come back in an hour, no two. Two hours. Please leave us alone.
“Heeellllooo,” she sang, jiggling the door that I FORGOT TO LOCK. “Miss, are you okay in there? Do you need any help?”
“Ah, um. No, ah…thank you. I’m…I’m fine. I found the perfect one!” Charlie croaked, staring at me with those big green eyes.
Wait.
Was she talking about the dress or me? Because, she was looking at me when she said that.
“Okey dokey,” the lady cooed. “Why don’t you throw it over and I’ll just ring it up for you? I’ll meet you up at the register.”
Um, I... Yeah, I think I loved that old wrinkly sales woman.
“Ahh, yeah. Okay,” Charlie replied in a small voice.
Charlie exhaled and leaned her forehead into my chest. Warm puffs of her breath heated the skin under my shirt. Letting go of my hands with a shaky gasp, she softly placed her hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me back.
Excitement surged through my veins and left me gulping for air. I gritted down on my teeth, clenching my jaw, forcing my body to move away from her.
I staggered back, slumping my back against the fitting room door, body trembling. Warmth flooded across my skin and my hands turned clammy and cold.
Her eyes lifted and slowly locked on mine. They were a dark smoky green, sensual and lustful; they were made to look at me. Their gaze burned a trail of heat down the center of my body.
With hesitant, trembling fingers, she reached behind her head and slowly unzipped the back of her dress. The snap and the softzzzzzipsounds of the metal teeth of the zipper and its fabric pulling apart, combined with both of our heavy breathing, filled the confined space.
Shedidn’task me to turn around.
Shedidn’task me to close my eyes.
She didn’t. I was even listening for it. Waiting for it.Expectingit.
