“But these are awesome,” said Kristi, as she surveyed the rack of clothes in front of her. “Plus, shopping with Dani like having your very own dress-up doll.”
I flushed and went back to the dressing room clutching the item Justine had given me. I shimmied out of the dress I was wearing and held the other one up to the mirror. It was even shorter and more revealing then the dress I had just worn.
“I don’t know about this,” I mumbled.
“Nonsense! Dani, you need to try it on first and then you can judge. What did I tell you about trusting me?” called Justine from outside.
I sighed and slid the dress over my head. It barely came halfway down my legs. I turned around, frowning my ass in the mirror. It certainly did make it look shapely, even if my bottom was huge. I turned around again, admiring the scooped front. The sleeves came down to my elbows. Despite being revealing, I liked that modest touch.
I was afraid to admit how much I liked the dress overall given that there was no way I could afford it.
“Come on out Dani!” Justine said. “You’ve been in there forever!”
“Yeah, don’t leave us in suspense,” Kristi added from behind the curtain.
With a nervous gulp, I opened the fabric and stepped tentatively out into the store.
Justine was holding another shirt in her hands. When she heard the sound of the curtain shifting, she looked at me, stopping in her tracks. Her eyes went wide while Kristi gasped behind her.
“Oh my god, you look so hot!” Kristi exclaimed, eyes wide. “You are definitely getting that dress.”
“I don’t know…isn’t it a little short?” I asked dubiously before glancing into the mirror behind me. Was the girl with a flush on her cheeks and sparkles in her eyes really me?
“No, we are definitely getting that dress,” Justine replied. She tossed a bundle of other clothes to the floor. “It looks stunning on you.”
I looked back at the stack of clothes that Justine had set aside for me. Not all of them were formal – there were a lot of jeans and plain t-shirts too. But I’d seen the prices, and I knew they had to cost far too much money.
“No, Justine. I can’t. It would be too much.”
“I told you that when you came down here that I’d pay for you,” Justine said airily. “So it’s my choice, not yours.”
“But I don’t want to be a charity case,” was my protest. Justine slapped me on the arm and I yelped. “Ouch! What was that for?”
“To get that thought out. You are my cousin. This is what family does for each other. We spend ridiculous amounts of money on each other because we can. I know one day, you’ll return the favor when you make your first millions as a lawyer.” Justine winked. “So think of this as a investment. One day, I’ll need legal advice and you can be my attorney for free!” she concluded with a gleeful grin.
Despite my unease, I couldn’t help but chuckle at her words.
“You better buy that dress before I decide I want it,” said Kristi ominously, as she eyed the outfit once more.
“Too late,” Justine chirped. “That’s for Dani.”
And I nodded, grateful for my cousin’s generosity because I felt like Eliza Doolittle in the sparkling outfit, a mere housemaid turned into an elegant swan.
“Thanks,” I said as a hot flush spread over my cheeks. “I appreciate it.”
“I think we should go get some matching shoes,” said Justine, as she called over one of the salesgirls. She asked the woman to pick up the clothes she’d chosen and to bring them to the register with the instructions to wrap them up. Once the girl grabbed the material and walked away, Justine turned to me.
“Kristi and I are going to go the Jimmy Choo to start looking at shoes. Want to change and meet us there? Do you remember where it is?”
I nodded my head, remembering the boutique vaguely. “I think I can manage. Besides, there are maps.”
“Okay, cool,” she said as she turned to Kristi. “Ready?”
“Hell yes! Shoes are what I live for!” Kristi replied. She left the dressing area with a spring in her step.
Justine turned around. “Remember to bring that dress with you,” she said before she walked out. “I’ve already paid for it, so it’s you’re getting it, for sure.”
I turned back, dragging the curtain back as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The dress was beautiful. It was bound to turn a few heads, although where I was going to wear it wasn’t clear. After all, I’m a big nerd who spends hours in the library, and this wasn’t my usual jeans and a t-shirt fare.
But as my mind wandered, I wondered what Hunter would think if he saw me in this item of clothing. And then I started to wonder if Hunter would remove it, t00. Given what had happened last night, it seemed totally possible, and my face flushed at the thought.
Because I’ve never been with a real man. Mostly there are only boys in my life like my cousin Aaron. Pimply, dorky dudes, with pizza faces and gangly limbs. But last night had turned everything on its head. Hunter had invaded my thoughts, consuming every inch of my mind. Is this what happens when a true alpha male appears?
I touched my cheek, heat burning through my skin.
Suddenly, a deep voice interrupted.
“You look beautiful,” it said. Swinging around, I gasped to see Hunter standing there in my dressing room.
“How did you find me?” I asked as a hot flush spread over my cheeks. “What are you doing here? Get out! This is the women’s dressing room section!”
Hunter chuckled. “Kristi might’ve mentioned you girls were going shopping today,” he replied in a low voice that sent a shiver down my spine.
A shiver ran down my spine.
“Bu-but you shouldn’t be here,” I protested. “This is the women’s section.”
Something gleamed in those deep blue eyes.
“Sweetheart, I’ve been to this store more times than you can count. My mom used to bring us here and make us wait while she shopped, so trust me, I know this place.”
And a shiver ran down my back because he was right. Something about the man was so commanding that the world bent to his will. He did belong here, because he wanted it that way.
“Besides,” the billionaire rumbled. “You’re gorgeous, sweetheart.”
Immediately, heat flushed my cheeks again, and my temperature went up a million degrees.
“You…you think I’m beautiful?” I asked softly. “Really?”
He walked up to me and pushed a strand of hair behind my ear. “You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen.”
Hunter put his hand on my cheek and I leaned into his large, warm palm. I closed my eyes, breathing in his masculine scent. “I’ve never felt this way before,” I said, before I opened my eyes and started into his intense blue stare. “It’s so intense, it makes me forget to breathe.”
“I know it’s insane, but I feel the same way,” he said, putting his other hand at my waist. “I’ve never felt a connection like this either.”
As we stood in the dressing room, my heart began to pound. What am I doing? I wondered as I stared into Hunter’s dark blue eyes. This is totally crazy!
And knowing the alpha felt the electricity too, I decided to ask him.
“What should we do?” I asked quietly. I knew I was taking a gamble. I didn’t want him to run, but I knew I had to tell him how I felt even if it wasn’t clear to me. Whatever this was – whatever was beginning to develop between Hunter and myself – was far more powerful than mere attraction.
He pulled me into him. “I think we should explore what this is,” he said, pressing soft kisses my eyelids. “Do you want me?”
“Yes,” I said quietly, surprising myself. What in the world? How could I be so forward? But it felt right, and I leaned into his warmth.
He leaned in and kissed my lips so tenderly that I felt like I was about to melt. Hunter pressed his lips to mine in a passionate touch that sent a shiver down my spine. I couldn’t help but wrap my arms
around his neck and push myself against his body. I opened myself up to him, as his tongue swiped my lower lip.
Hunter nibbled on my lower lip and I moaned softly at the touch of his teeth scraping my skin. Warm pleasure flooded my body and I spread my legs, wondering where he would touch me next. In a single smooth motion, Hunter backed me up so we were up against the mirror. I grabbed his forearm and wrapped my leg around his thigh.
“I’ve never done this before,” I whispered, finally finding my voice.
He stopped, leaning back to look at me. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want,” he growled as he moved his thumb over my cheek.
“I know. I trust you,” I said. My heart was thudding – what was happening? How could I trust someone I’d just met?
The answer was unclear, and yet I knew it was the truth.
Hunter smiled gently. He went back to my neck, nibbling and sucking the skin below my right ear. My breathing picked up as I felt his hand go lower and lower, until it was at the edge of my dress. I couldn’t believe I was in the dressing room of a department store, getting felt up by the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen.
It was strange and slutty and not like me at all.
And yet it was exactly what I wanted.
His fingers edged under my dress until they were at the edge of my panties. I inhaled sharply as I thought about what would happen next. Hunter’s eyes met mine. He stared intensely as if asking for permission.
Was I ready to give myself to him? The thought went through my head for only a few moments before I nodded. He smiled devilishly before kissing me until I was breathless. I felt his fingers push the soaked crotch of my panties to the side, his fingers curling up into me. He used one digit at first, before tentatively pushing a second into me.
Sharp pleasure swirled through my body and I shuddered. I knew the expensive dress was getting creased and crumpled around my waist but I didn’t care. All I could think about was how good it felt as Hunter slowly slid his fingers in and out my pussy.
I’d never been touched there before, and the sensation was almost painful, yet deliciously good. Because I knew that I was stretching to accommodate Hunter. He rubbed his thumb over my clit and a spasm of ecstasy flashed through me as I closed my eyes and moaned.
“Hunter,” I breathed. “Oh god.”
He paused for a moment, his breath hot on my neck.
“More baby girl?” he rasped. “Or you want me to stop?”
My eyes flickered open, dazed yet hungry.
“More please,” I breathed. “Oh god, don’t stop.”
A smile of satisfaction crossed the billionaire’s face.
“Good sweetheart, because I wasn’t going to.”
Back and forth he moved inside of me, curling his finger into my soaked cunt. His lips were everywhere: on my neck, my ear, my collarbone while his digits performed rhythmic gymnastics deep inside that left me breathless.
I felt my breath hitch my throat, as the pressure started to build inside my body. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. Hunter seemed to know what was happening before I did.
“Baby, you’re so hot,” Hunter whispered. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Are you gonna come for me, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” I whispered breathlessly. “Yes, whenever you want.”
“Come then, baby,” Hunter growled. He rubbed my clit faster and faster and I shivered in his arms. My knees were weak and the dressing room was filled with the scent of my sexual musk. My breathing became erratic as I started to climb towards something.
And just like that, it happened. “Come for me baby,” Hunter commanded as I dove over the edge. My body released as stars started to bloom behind my eyelids. Sensations soared through my frame and I gasped aloud as spasms gripped my cunt. Hunter didn’t stop and I shuddered and whimpered, pressing my mouth against his in a desperate kiss.
As I started to come back to myself, Hunter kissed me again and pulled his fingers from my soaked cunt. Shamefully, there was a deep sucking sound, and I blushed again, hiding my face in his shoulder.
“Don’t be shy,” he rasped in my ear, straightening out my panties so the thin cotton covered my puffy slit again. Shamefully, the fabric was utterly soaked and almost transparent. I only buried my face in his shoulder more.
“That was amazing,” I whispered, voice muffled. I surprised I could remember how to speak.
Hunter smiled, touching my cheek. “You were amazing,” he said in a gravelly voice.
I shivered again. I knew that he had to be turned on, too – I could feel the hard bulge of his cock in his trousers pressing against my tummy, and I wanted to pleasure him.
I stared into his eyes, trying to right myself. My whole world was still spinning. But to my chagrin, the big man disentangled his limbs from mine.
“What?” I asked. “You don’t want more?”
Those blue eyes gleamed.
“Why, are you offering yourself?” he asked teasingly, although there was a wicked edge to his voice.
I hung my head, heart pounding. Was I?
“Maybe,” I admitted softly, pulling the dress down to shield my creamy thighs. “But I can’t believe we didn’t get in trouble,” I said shyly.
Hunter laughed, the sound filling the space. “Don’t worry about that.” He grinned roguishly. “It would’ve been worth it.” He locked eyes with me and lifted his sodden fingers to his lips, licking my pussy juices from his hand.
A hot flush bloomed on my cheeks. “I better get back,” I said shyly. “Kristi and Justine are expecting me.” But then my eyes turned towards his, imploring. “Will I ever see you again Mr. Maddox?”
Those blue eyes gleamed again as he smiled. “You can count on it, sweetheart. I’m not finished with you yet.”
Unbidden, a thrill ran down my spine as my body loosened and prepared itself for him again. Because somehow, in my heart of hearts, I knew this was only the beginning of my wild summer with the devastatingly handsome billionaire.
Chapter Eight
Hunter
It was turning out to be the best summer of my life.
After that first encounter at the store, I couldn’t keep my hands off of Dani. We stole as many moments as we could but it was hard with my work schedule and her plans with Justine.
Dani reminded me of that every time we snuck off. “My cousin is the reason I’m here,” she’d say with a touch of guilt. “I shouldn’t be neglecting her.”
But I doubted that Justine minded very much. In fact, she seemed to approve of my blossoming relationship with her cousin wholeheartedly.
Because I couldn’t stay away from Dani. She was a drug – a very powerful, very potent drug that hooked me like no other. Cocaine? Shit, that has nothing on the beautiful brunette. And yet I knew the girl was inexperienced physically, so I was trying my hardest to take things slow.
But it was hard. Going at a snail’s pace was sheer torture. Just being next to her drove me crazy, and the idea of being her first was something I craved desperately. I’d never loved the idea of claiming a virgin because it’s too much responsibility, but meeting Dani changed everything.
Because she deserved the time of her life, and I was just the man to do it. Besides, I’d seen my own virginity as a burden. I’d discarded it as quickly as I’d been able, in the back of some van with an older girl from the neighborhood. But Dani’s virginity was something special, and I wanted her first time to be unique. I wanted her to remember it for the rest of her life.
If anything, I loved the idea of marking her. Of tearing through her hymen and burying my cock deep in her tight, young pussy and making her my very own. Oh yeah. The thought of that sweet young cunt curved to the shape of my dick forever made me horny as well.
But for right now, it was just heavy petting and panting as I readied my girl for the next step because she was small, and needed to be stretched before being able to take my cock. Practice sessions have never been so fun in the pool house behin
d my sister’s home. Her delicate moans rang out, interspersed with my deep grunts and we explored each other’s bodies.
And yet, it was more than the physical too, because as we spent more time together, I started to realize that she was someone important to me. Before Dani, it had always been about the next conquest. I never slept with the same woman for very long and even then, boredom usually reigned.
But with the curvy brunette, everything was different. I never seemed to lose interest. She was one surprise after another, her body responding to mine in ways that were indescribably sweet.
And it’s not like I lied to her about the truth. Dani knew about my MO because I’d explained it to her. I needed her to understand that I wasn’t the type to stay. The teen girl understood, or at least I hoped she did. I wouldn’t have continued to see her if she didn’t.
But things were hard. She felt the connection between us just as strongly as I did. And soon, I was starting to break my own rules.
I began craving her in non-sexual ways. Sometimes, all I could think about was sitting with her, asking about her day, her dreams, and her life back home with her mother.
What the hell was going on? I never knew that I could want something other than mere sex.
“You seem distracted,” said my father over breakfast one morning. He’d asked me over to his house to discuss the business, and it was convenient, seeing that he and my mom live right down the street from my sister. Although Hugh had been retired for years now, he always wanted updates whenever he saw fit even though on paper, the company was rightfully mine.
But in my father’s mind, as long as he was still breathing, the company was his responsibility.
I bit into my omelet and grimaced.
“The new acquisition is taking a lot of my time,” I said grudgingly. It was true that we had just acquired a small production company, and I hoped the mention would be enough to get him to drop the subject.
“I hear that deal went through a few days ago, with no fight,” my father said dryly, as he sliced the steak on his plate. “What’s going on, Hunter? Are you distracted?”
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