I wet my lips, the thought of that happening instantly arousing me. “Don’t make me hard right before the tailor comes in.”
She chuckles. “Why not? I think it would be fun for him to have to navigate around your enormous cock.”
Just as she finishes her sentence, there’s a knock on the door. Ottar opens it, peeking his head in before he opens the door completely, letting Jiminy back in.
“How does the suit feel?” Jiminy asks.
“Good,” I respond.
“I think it looks incredibly good on him,” Lilly says, rolling her teeth over her bottom lip. I want to shoot her a warning, to tell her enough with those looks, but since we’re in front of company, I’m at a loss for controlling the situation. Instead, as I look into the mirror that Jiminy set up, I’m forced to see Lilly’s reflection, her eyes roaming my body, hungry, needy.
It’s a monumental effort to tear my eyes off her and focus on what Jiminy is saying.
“How does the crotch feel?”
Tight.
Growing with every time my eye catches Lilly’s.
Desperate for the girl behind me.
“Good,” I answer in a gruff tone that Lilly catches because the smirk on her face grows to a full-on smile.
“The butt looks good too,” Lilly says while hugging her legs even closer to her body.
I raise my brow at her in the mirror, and it makes her giggle. “Ottar, can you escort the princess out of here? She’s ogling too much.”
“It’s my right to ogle,” she replies.
“And far be it from me to argue with that,” Ottar says as he stands next to the door, watching the interaction.
“Much help you are.”
Completely oblivious, Jiminy asks, “How does the waist feel?” He moves his hand across my abdomen and quickly removes his touch, as if I just burned him. “My goodness.” He adjusts the glasses he put on before working on his pinning. “I’ve never seen such a set of abs like this in person.”
“Aren’t they delicious?” Lilly asks, causing me to frown at her in the mirror. She just kicks her feet up in glee.
“They’re rather magnificent. Well done, sir.”
“Thanks, Jiminy,” I answer awkwardly while he adjusts the waist, pinning it just a pinch tighter so they sit nicely and don’t slide around on my narrow hips.
For the next ten minutes, Jiminy slides my clothes around, asking questions, making sure everything is in place. The whole time, Lilly stares at me, giving her input, telling me how great I look, and eating me up with those hungry eyes of hers. By the time Jiminy finishes, I’m ready to climb out of this suit and straight into bed with my girl.
“Well, that should be it. I’ll give you some privacy to get changed. Please just be careful with the pins.”
“Of course,” I answer while Ottar leads Jiminy out of the room.
When the door shuts behind them, I turn on Lilly with a stern look in my eyes. “You.”
“What?” she asks as she twirls the end of her ponytail.
“Do you realize the things I had to think about in order not to get hard while Jiminy was swooshing his hands all over my body?”
“Ooo, delight me.”
I close the distance between us and lean over her, my arms propping me up on the couch. “You’re going to pay for that.”
“I hope soon.” She wets her lips. “I’m wearing the batteries out on my flower.”
