<span id="kobo.7.1">S<span id="kobo.8.1">ubject: Order Ready
<span id="kobo.9.1">Dear Ms. <span id="kobo.9.2">Maxwell,
<span id="kobo.10.1">We’re pleased to inform you that your custom-ordered dress is ready for pickup. <span id="kobo.10.2">We strongly suggest youe after 9:00 p.m., as the store is very busy before.
<span id="kobo.11.1">I reread the email again as I got out of the Uber in front of the store. <span id="kobo.11.2">I didn’t remember ordering anything from Waldorf Fashion recently. <span id="kobo.11.3">I’d browsed their website often, including the section where you could customize dresses, but did I actually go through with it?
<span id="kobo.12.1">Wouldn’t be the first time I went overboard once I started a shopping spree.
<span id="kobo.13.1">The store looked empty when I arrived. <span id="kobo.13.2">I nced at the business hours written on the door. <span id="kobo.13.3">Maybe the sales assistant had made a mistake, and I was supposed toe one hour earlier, because ording to the schedule, they’d closed twenty minutes ago. <span id="kobo.13.4">But since I was here anyway, I tried the door, and to my surprise, it was open.
<span id="kobo.14.1">Right, maybe she’s waiting for me.
<span id="kobo.15.1">‘Hello?’ <span id="kobo.15.2">I said, stepping inside. <span id="kobo.15.3">‘Are you still open? <span id="kobo.15.4">This is Reese Maxwell. <span id="kobo.15.5">I have an appointment to pick something up.’
<span id="kobo.16.1">No one answered. <span id="kobo.16.2">I was about to turn around and leave when I heard footstepsing from the back.
<span id="kobo.17.1">I went to the counter, already taking out my wallet and putting it on the cash register. <span id="kobo.17.2">‘I thought you were closed.’
<span id="kobo.18.1">‘We are,’ Dom’s booming voice replied.
<span id="kobo.19.1">I expelled a breath, turning around. <span id="kobo.19.2">‘Dom, I wasn’t expecting you.’
<span id="kobo.20.1">He smiled. <span id="kobo.20.2">‘Really? <span id="kobo.20.3">You didn’t see through my paper-thin email?’
<span id="kobo.21.1">I swallowed hard. <span id="kobo.21.2">‘Wait a second. <span id="kobo.21.3">You made this all up, so I’de here, right?’
<span id="kobo.22.1">‘Guilty.’
<span id="kobo.23.1">‘Why?’
<span id="kobo.24.1">‘I figured it was high time we turned the story about our meeting into the actual truth.’
<span id="kobo.25.1">‘Oh!’ <span id="kobo.25.2">I looked around, smiling. <span id="kobo.25.3">“That’s right.”
<span id="kobo.26.1">‘You walked in here after hours, requiring a specific dress. <span id="kobo.26.2">But instead of getting anyone to help you, you got me. <span id="kobo.26.3">I love you, Reese. <span id="kobo.26.4">So much that I would do anything to make you happy, absolutely anything. <span id="kobo.26.5">I won’t let anyonee between us.’
<span id="kobo.27.1">I felt my legs move of their own ord until we were right in front of each other. <span id="kobo.27.2">‘I love you too. <span id="kobo.27.3">I can’t believe you remembered the story so vividly.”
<span id="kobo.28.1">“Every detail. <span id="kobo.28.2">I have to say, I like our actual story so much more.’
<span id="kobo.29.1">I looked down at my toes. <span id="kobo.29.2">“My mental breakdown in the coatroom?”
<span id="kobo.30.1">‘You were just being yourself,pletely open and unrestrained, and you charmed me.’
<span id="kobo.31.1">As I looked up, my heart was starting to beat faster. <span id="kobo.31.2">The lights went off, and I nced around. <span id="kobo.31.3">‘What’s happening?’
<span id="kobo.32.1">‘It’s nine o’clock. <span id="kobo.32.2">The lights automatically go off.’ <span id="kobo.32.3">The only slivers of light were the Christmas decorations in the window disy.
<span id="kobo.33.1">I nced back at Dom. <span id="kobo.33.2">He looked even sexier than before, more sensual.
<span id="kobo.34.1">“I don’t care how the story started. <span id="kobo.34.2">All I know is I want it to continue.” <span id="kobo.34.3">He took my hands in his. <span id="kobo.34.4">He was very close to me now. <span id="kobo.34.5">“You saw Malcolm this morning.”
<span id="kobo.35.1">I gasped. <span id="kobo.35.2">“How do you know that?”
<span id="kobo.36.1">“Because I went to see him, too, and he told me.”
<span id="kobo.37.1">“Oh my God.”
<span id="kobo.38.1">“Listen to me, Reese. <span id="kobo.38.2">I meant when I said we’re in this together. <span id="kobo.38.3">I know you’re strong and you can do everything on your own. <span id="kobo.38.4">But I’m yours. <span id="kobo.38.5">And I want you to be certain of that.”
<span id="kobo.39.1">“I am.”
<span id="kobo.40.1">“Promise me you won’t fake sleep again.”
<span id="kobo.41.1">I gasped again. <span id="kobo.41.2">“I promise.”
<span id="kobo.42.1">“Good, because I want to make you as happy as you make me.”
<span id="kobo.43.1">‘You mean that?’
<span id="kobo.44.1">‘Yes. <span id="kobo.44.2">God yes. <span id="kobo.44.3">I haven’t meant anything more in my life. <span id="kobo.44.4">You showed me what happiness feels like, Reese. <span id="kobo.44.5">Utter andplete happiness. <span id="kobo.44.6">I didn’t think it was possible, or that it existed at all. <span id="kobo.44.7">But you didn’t leave me a choice.’
<span id="kobo.45.1">‘Huh. <span id="kobo.45.2">I coerced you into loving me?” <span id="kobo.45.3">I smirked.
<span id="kobo.46.1">“Something like that. <span id="kobo.46.2">You’re so damn lovable, I never stood a chance.’ <span id="kobo.46.3">He tilted his head forward until our foreheads brushed. <span id="kobo.46.4">I felt warm and so <span id="kobo.47.1">alive<span id="kobo.48.1">.
<span id="kobo.49.1">“I resisted at first. <span id="kobo.49.2">I was a fool,” he whispered. <span id="kobo.49.3">‘From now on, I will love you my whole life.’
<span id="kobo.50.1">He kissed my cheek, moving his lips exquisitely slowly. <span id="kobo.50.2">I loved his smell. <span id="kobo.50.3">I loved <span id="kobo.51.1">him<span id="kobo.52.1">.
<span id="kobo.53.1">He had a five-o’clock shadow, and it lightly scratched me. <span id="kobo.53.2">I shuddered at the sensation. <span id="kobo.53.3">I loved everything this man did to me.
<span id="kobo.54.1">When his mouth was at the corner of my lips, he stilledpletely. <span id="kobo.54.2">I turned my head slowly. <span id="kobo.54.3">He kissed me then, and I opened up without restraint. <span id="kobo.54.4">This kiss reminded me so much of our first one.
<span id="kobo.55.1">I’d been so surprised, but all I wanted to do was let him kiss me. <span id="kobo.55.2">The same was true right now. <span id="kobo.55.3">I wanted nothing more than his mouth on mine, his hands all over my body.
<span id="kobo.56.1">He slipped his hands under my coat, undoing a few buttons to gain more space. <span id="kobo.56.2">I felt his fingers dig into my waist. <span id="kobo.56.3">As he moved back, I leaned into him hungrily. <span id="kobo.56.4">As if through a haze, I realized we were moving.
<span id="kobo.57.1">‘Where are we going?’ <span id="kobo.57.2">I asked when we paused to breathe.
<span id="kobo.58.1">“Out of sight.”
<span id="kobo.59.1">‘Oh yeah, that’s probably a good idea.’ <span id="kobo.59.2">I trusted him implicitly.
<span id="kobo.60.1">Then I heard the sound of a curtain moving, and I opened my eyes, ncing around. <span id="kobo.60.2">He’d brought us into the changing room. <span id="kobo.60.3">Two neon lights lit up sideways, activated by our movement. <span id="kobo.60.4">He looked so sexy.
<span id="kobo.61.1">‘In this light,’ I murmured, ‘all I want to do is take off your clothes.’
<span id="kobo.62.1">His eyes glinted in the dark, and my entire body tightened, especially the peaks of my breasts. <span id="kobo.62.2">‘I was thinking the same.’
<span id="kobo.63.1">‘I see. <span id="kobo.63.2">So you lured me here with a purpose.’
<span id="kobo.64.1">‘Yes. <span id="kobo.64.2">This wasn’t actually the purpose, but now that you’re here, it’s all that I can think about. <span id="kobo.64.3">Take off all your clothes,’ he said in that low baritone voice. <span id="kobo.64.4">He sat on the chair, tilting forward and resting his elbows on his knees, eyes intent on me.
<span id="kobo.65.1">‘Where do you want me to start?’ <span id="kobo.65.2">I asked.
<span id="kobo.66.1">‘You can decide on that.’
<span id="kobo.67.1">Well, well, isn’t he generous today?
<span id="kobo.68.1">I unbuttoned my blouse slowly, starting from the top and going down to my skirt before pulling it out of the waistband and undoing the rest of them. <span id="kobo.68.2">Then I proceeded to open the buttons of my sleeves and took the blouse off very slowly before moving on to my skirt. <span id="kobo.68.3">I didn’t make eye contact, certain I was going topletely forget myself if I looked straight into his eyes. <span id="kobo.68.4">I was hyperaware of him; I could hear his breath, even from a few feet away. <span id="kobo.68.5">I was even more aware of my body as I leisurely lowered the zipper at the back of my skirt.
<span id="kobo.69.1">I smiled to myself as I pushed my skirt, tights, and panties all the way down, stepping out of them and leaving a pile of clothes on the floor. <span id="kobo.69.2">When I straightened up, I heard an audible gasp. <span id="kobo.69.3">I nced at him again. <span id="kobo.69.4">He’d shifted forward on the seat.
<span id="kobo.70.1">‘Come to me.’
<span id="kobo.71.1">‘Right now?’
<span id="kobo.72.1">‘Yes, right fucking now.’
<span id="kobo.73.1">I reached between my breasts, undoing my bra and letting it drop behind me. <span id="kobo.73.2">I’d never felt as sexy as now.
<span id="kobo.74.1">He straightened in the seat, looking up at me, and drew three fingers up my right thigh. <span id="kobo.74.2">I gasped as an unexpected shock of pleasure rippled through me. <span id="kobo.74.3">He moved those fingers around to my buttock. <span id="kobo.74.4">The touch went from light to featherlight, yet it still reached deep inside my body. <span id="kobo.74.5">He started caressing my other side, too, moving upward even slower than before. <span id="kobo.74.6">Then his mouth was on the underside of my breasts. <span id="kobo.74.7">I dropped my head back, relishing the feeling.
<span id="kobo.75.1">He touched between my thighs, making me moan in delight. <span id="kobo.75.2">Then he pressed two fingers along the length of my opening. <span id="kobo.75.3">Out of instinct, I rubbed against him. <span id="kobo.75.4">He yanked me down onto hisp, and I clutched his shoulders as he kissed me voraciously. <span id="kobo.75.5">I responded with all the passion I had, all my love, and all my heart. <span id="kobo.75.6">I loved this man so much. <span id="kobo.75.7">Feeling his hands on me was absolutely exquisite. <span id="kobo.75.8">Every time I thought he couldn’t surprise me anymore, he proved differently.
<span id="kobo.76.1">‘I’m ready as fuck, babe. <span id="kobo.76.2">I need you so damn bad.’ <span id="kobo.76.3">He spoke against my mouth while I tugged at his shirt, taking it out of his pants. <span id="kobo.76.4">I moved farther back on his thighs, opening his belt and freeing his erection as quickly as possible. <span id="kobo.76.5">I couldn’t believe he was already so hard for me.
<span id="kobo.77.1">He shifted my ass back on hisp, and I realized what he was about to do seconds before he did it. <span id="kobo.77.2">He ran his erection along the length of my opening, and I was drenched within seconds. <span id="kobo.77.3">I squeezed my eyes shut, shaking when the first spasm rocked my body. <span id="kobo.77.4">I wasn’t ashamed anymore of how fast he turned me on. <span id="kobo.77.5">I was basking in it. <span id="kobo.77.6">My body trusted him, utterly andpletely, and it was delicious.
<span id="kobo.78.1">His hand slid from the back of my neck up to my scalp, and I opened my eyes just as he pulled me in for a kiss. <span id="kobo.78.2">I leaned against his mouth, loving the feeling of his tongue exploring mine and his cock rubbing at my clit.
<span id="kobo.79.1">He grabbed my ass, rocking my body against him. <span id="kobo.79.2">He didn’t show me any mercy, didn’t leave me any reprieve. <span id="kobo.79.3">I exploded fast and hard, and I couldn’t contain it. <span id="kobo.79.4">I groaned hard, clinging to him for dear life, pressing myself against him. <span id="kobo.79.5">I ground my hips back and forth until I was utterly andpletely satisfied.
<span id="kobo.80.1">My entire body was shaking as I rested my head in the crook of his neck, which was when I realized he was stillpletely clothed while I was buck naked.
<span id="kobo.81.1">‘You’re so fucking sexy. <span id="kobo.81.2">You’re everything I could dream of,’ he said into my ear.
<span id="kobo.82.1">‘I was going to say that you just rocked my world.’
<span id="kobo.83.1">‘Happy to do it anytime.’
<span id="kobo.84.1">‘I want you so damn much,’ he said.
<span id="kobo.85.1">I swallowed hard. <span id="kobo.85.2">I’d managed topletely block out the fact that we were in his store. <span id="kobo.85.3">Sure, it was closed, the changing room was way in the back, and we’d closed the curtain, but still, this felt decadent.
<span id="kobo.86.1">Standing up, he moved the chair in front of the mirror.
<span id="kobo.87.1">Taking my hand, he led me in front of the chair. <span id="kobo.87.2">As he stared at my nakedness, he took his clothes off, which was a whole new level of erotic. <span id="kobo.87.3">He first removed his shirt and then pushed his jeans down. <span id="kobo.87.4">He didn’t bother with his boxers; I simply freed his erection, pumping once.
<span id="kobo.88.1">He sat down and pointed at hisp. <span id="kobo.88.2">‘Sit here, beautiful. <span id="kobo.88.3">I want to watch you, watch us.’
<span id="kobo.89.1">Sitting with my back to him, I grabbed his cock at the base, but instead of sliding it inside me, I rubbed myself against the tip just the way he’d teased me before.
<span id="kobo.90.1">‘Reese, fuck.’ <span id="kobo.90.2">His mouth was on my shoulder, so his voice was muffled. <span id="kobo.90.3">‘Babe.’
<span id="kobo.91.1">I swallowed hard, unable to reply.
<span id="kobo.92.1">Watching us in the mirror was insanely sexy. <span id="kobo.92.2">He cupped my breasts, touching them hungrily, before lowering one hand to my clit. <span id="kobo.92.3">My eyes lost focus for a few seconds, and I blinked rapidly to steady myself. <span id="kobo.92.4">I needed him inside me more than anything else, so I shifted my hips, taking him all in, grinding my back against his chest.
<span id="kobo.93.1">I stilled, unable to move. <span id="kobo.93.2">How could this feel so damn good? <span id="kobo.93.3">Had it always felt like this, or was today even better because we’d embraced all our fears and confessed our feelings? <span id="kobo.93.4">I didn’t know, but I felt him so deep inside me that I could barely breathe. <span id="kobo.93.5">Then I started rolling my hips back and forth.
<span id="kobo.94.1">He didn’t stop touching my clit, not even for a second. <span id="kobo.94.2">I was about to lose my mind. <span id="kobo.94.3">I wasn’t in charge of my body anymore—Dom was.
<span id="kobo.95.1">He alternated between simply rubbing my center and pping it lightly. <span id="kobo.95.2">Watching him do it was all I could take.
<span id="kobo.96.1">‘You’re beautiful when you surrender to me, Reese,’ he growled.
<span id="kobo.97.1">‘Yes, God, yes,’ I eximed.
<span id="kobo.98.1">He shut his eyes, and I felt his mouth on my back in the shape of an O. <span id="kobo.98.2">He came a momentter, and then Ipletely lost sense of myself and gave in to him. <span id="kobo.98.3">The wave crashed over me without warning. <span id="kobo.98.4">There was no crescendo about it, just relentless pleasure from the way his fingers moved over my clit. <span id="kobo.98.5">I wasn’t sure how I was still sitting on him when all my muscles seemed nonexistent.
<span id="kobo.99.1">My body felt incredibly rxed, and I leaned back against him for support. <span id="kobo.99.2">I had no idea how long we stayed like that.
<span id="kobo.100.1">‘Are you cold?’ <span id="kobo.100.2">he whispered in my ear after a while.
<span id="kobo.101.1">‘No, I’m only feeling an intense happiness. <span id="kobo.101.2">Is that normal?’
<span id="kobo.102.1">‘It’s the same for me, so I’m going with yes.’
<span id="kobo.103.1">‘So we went from defiling furniture to defiling your store.’
<span id="kobo.104.1">Heughed, and I straightened on hisp before rising from it.
<span id="kobo.105.1">‘Anytime, Reese. <span id="kobo.105.2">Just call me and I’ll make it happen.’
<span id="kobo.106.1">I blushed furiously, looking at myself in the mirror. <span id="kobo.106.2">‘I should cover up.’
<span id="kobo.107.1">‘You’re beautiful, babe.’
<span id="kobo.108.1">I stopped in the act of reaching for my blouse because he cupped my face and kissed me slowly, tenderly. <span id="kobo.108.2">I sighed against his mouth, caressing his wrist with my fingertips. <span id="kobo.108.3">I loved feeling his pulse. <span id="kobo.108.4">It was racing—because of me.
<span id="kobo.109.1">Then I started to shiver. <span id="kobo.109.2">He must have felt it, because he stopped the kiss, looking down at me. <span id="kobo.109.3">‘Now you’re cold, right? <span id="kobo.109.4">I knew it. <span id="kobo.109.5">Let’s get you dressed. <span id="kobo.109.6">We don’t want you to get sick or something.’
<span id="kobo.110.1">I immediately put on my clothes, as did he.
<span id="kobo.111.1">‘Do you have a bathroom around here?’ <span id="kobo.111.2">I asked.
<span id="kobo.112.1">‘Yep,e on. <span id="kobo.112.2">I’ll take you to it,’ he said.
<span id="kobo.113.1">I looked around the changing room. <span id="kobo.113.2">‘I feel like people will know what happened in here.’
<span id="kobo.114.1">‘No, they won’t.’
<span id="kobo.115.1">He came with me all the way to the back. <span id="kobo.115.2">‘Go in there.’ <span id="kobo.115.3">It was an employee bathroom. <span id="kobo.115.4">I handed him my trusty hand wipes, and we cleaned up.
<span id="kobo.116.1">‘Okay, mission aplished. <span id="kobo.116.2">Sexy crime sessfully covered up.’
<span id="kobo.117.1">Dom startedughing. <span id="kobo.117.2">‘Sexy crime? <span id="kobo.117.3">That’s what you call it?’ <span id="kobo.117.4">he said as we returned to the front of the store.
<span id="kobo.118.1">‘What would you call it?’
<span id="kobo.119.1">‘Let’s see… <span id="kobo.119.2">amazing sex?’
<span id="kobo.120.1">I chuckled. <span id="kobo.120.2">‘We can go with that. <span id="kobo.120.3">I love you so damn much, Dom.’
<span id="kobo.121.1">“I love you too. <span id="kobo.121.2">Now, there is one more thing we need to do before the story isplete.’
<span id="kobo.122.1">‘Hmm, and what’s that?’ <span id="kobo.122.2">I asked.
<span id="kobo.123.1">‘You need a dress.’
<span id="kobo.124.1">I frowned. <span id="kobo.124.2">‘I don’t understand.’
<span id="kobo.125.1">‘Remember our cover story? <span id="kobo.125.2">You came in to buy a dress.’
<span id="kobo.126.1">‘Oh, that’s right. <span id="kobo.126.2">Duh, why else would Ie here? <span id="kobo.126.3">But we never said that I actually ended up buying one.’ <span id="kobo.126.4">I smiled in the dark.
<span id="kobo.127.1">‘The thing is, I have one you’d look amazing in.’
<span id="kobo.128.1">I swallowed hard. <span id="kobo.128.2">‘Really?’ <span id="kobo.128.3">I was thrilled he’d chosen something for me.
<span id="kobo.129.1">‘Yes. <span id="kobo.129.2">I’d like for you to try it on.”
<span id="kobo.130.1">‘Right now?’
<span id="kobo.131.1">‘Yes.’ <span id="kobo.131.2">His voice sounded dangerous and oh so sexy. <span id="kobo.131.3">Mydy parts were already paying attention. <span id="kobo.131.4">But honestly, was there anything this man could do that wouldn’t turn me on?
<span id="kobo.132.1">He started to walk away. <span id="kobo.132.2">‘I’m going to get it. <span id="kobo.132.3"> Go back to the changing room. <span id="kobo.132.4">I’ll bring it for you.’
<span id="kobo.133.1">After going back in there, I nced around with a smile. <span id="kobo.133.2">I could see us going down that rabbit hole again.
<span id="kobo.134.1">The store was silent for about three minutes, and then I heard his footsteps. <span id="kobo.134.2">When he came into view, my breath caught. <span id="kobo.134.3">He was carrying the dress in front of him. <span id="kobo.134.4">It was dark red with a small bow around the waist. <span id="kobo.134.5">The corsage was velvet, and the sleeves were organza. <span id="kobo.134.6">There were severalyers in the skirt, of course, but only one in the sleeves, and I knew they would be see-through.
<span id="kobo.135.1">‘This is beautiful,’ I said.
<span id="kobo.136.1">‘Put it on.’
<span id="kobo.137.1">‘Okay, but you’re not allowed toe in and watch.’
<span id="kobo.138.1">“And why not?”
<span id="kobo.139.1">‘Because I know you. <span id="kobo.139.2">You’ll end up talking me into another sexy crime.’
<span id="kobo.140.1">He grinned. <span id="kobo.140.2">‘All right. <span id="kobo.140.3">Put it on and show it to me afterward.’
<span id="kobo.141.1">‘That’s the n,’ I said, taking the dress from him.
<span id="kobo.142.1">I changed in record time, and then I couldn’t stop staring at myself in the mirror. <span id="kobo.142.2">The dress was absolute perfection. <span id="kobo.142.3">I’d never felt so beautiful.
<span id="kobo.143.1">‘You can look now,’ I said to him through the curtain.
<span id="kobo.144.1">He pulled back the curtain in a fraction of a second.
<span id="kobo.145.1">He just looked at me for several moments, then murmured. <span id="kobo.145.2">‘Reese, babe… <span id="kobo.145.3">you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.’
<span id="kobo.146.1">‘Thank you.’
<span id="kobo.147.1">He walked right up behind me again and moved the chair back into its original ce. <span id="kobo.147.2">Then he put a hand on my belly. <span id="kobo.147.3">‘It looks amazing on you.’
<span id="kobo.148.1">‘It’s as if it was made for me.’
<span id="kobo.149.1">He darted his eyes away.
<span id="kobo.150.1">‘Dom, what did you do?’
<span id="kobo.151.1">He shed me his most charming smile. <span id="kobo.151.2">‘I had itmissioned for you.’
<span id="kobo.152.1">My eyes widened. <span id="kobo.152.2">‘Wow! <span id="kobo.152.3">Why?’
<span id="kobo.153.1">‘Because you described the dress in the car, and it stuck in my mind. <span id="kobo.153.2">I ryed it to one of our designers, and he came up with this. <span id="kobo.153.3">I instantly approved it. <span id="kobo.153.4">I knew it was you. <span id="kobo.153.5">Just you. <span id="kobo.153.6">It came back a while ago. <span id="kobo.153.7">I intended to give it to you as a Christmas gift, but this works too.’ <span id="kobo.153.8">He grinned from ear to ear.
<span id="kobo.154.1">‘Yes, it does. <span id="kobo.154.2">Thank you.’ <span id="kobo.154.3">I turned back, ncing in the mirror. <span id="kobo.154.4">‘God, I’m so happy. <span id="kobo.154.5">This is stunning.’ <span id="kobo.154.6">Dom was also looking at my reflection. <span id="kobo.154.7">‘Dom…’
<span id="kobo.155.1">‘What?’ <span id="kobo.155.2">he asked in an innocent tone.
<span id="kobo.156.1">“I know that voice, that look. <span id="kobo.156.2">You’re thinking about taking it off me, aren’t you?’
<span id="kobo.157.1">‘You’re gorgeous in it. <span id="kobo.157.2">But my absolute favorite outfit on you is your bare skin.’
<span id="kobo.158.1">My center started pulsing like mad at his words. <span id="kobo.158.2">Iughed, turning around so I could kiss him properly. <span id="kobo.158.3">I pressed myself against him, first kissing his Adam’s apple and then his skin.
<span id="kobo.159.1">‘You went through all this trouble to create my imaginary dress.’ <span id="kobo.159.2">I kissed his neck again, then pulled back. <span id="kobo.159.3">‘But wait a second—howe it fits me perfectly? <span id="kobo.159.4">You don’t know my measurements.’
<span id="kobo.160.1">‘No, but I took a page out of your own book and spoke to Kimberly about it.’
<span id="kobo.161.1">I was giddy with excitement now.
<span id="kobo.162.1">I kissed the corner of his mouth and moved over to his lips, teasing him with a chaste peck, simply feathering my lips against his before giving him the dirtiest kiss ever. <span id="kobo.162.2">He deepened it even more, walking me backward until my back pressed against the mirror.
<span id="kobo.163.1">‘Reese, I need you.’
<span id="kobo.164.1">‘I need you too,’ I murmured. <span id="kobo.164.2">I would need him every day for the rest of my life. <span id="kobo.164.3">I loved him so much that I wanted to live inside him. <span id="kobo.164.4">‘We’re not going to leave the store anytime soon, are we?’ <span id="kobo.164.5">I asked yfully.
<span id="kobo.165.1">He smiled against my skin. <span id="kobo.165.2">‘No, we’re not. <span id="kobo.165.3">I’ll make sure of that.’