Nick has one arm on your hip and the other braced against the wall of the changing room in the lingerie shop he’s brought you to as part of your birthday present. He loves to pamper you, especially on the rare occasion you have a reason to celebrate, which leads to things like him kissing you in the dressing room despite the people waiting outside for you to try everything on and get out.
He pulls away to say, “We should leave before I do something stupid,” and moving his kisses to your neck and the hand on your hip to drag his fingers over your slit through the panties you’re trying on.
“Like?”
“Like fuck you right here, right now, where all these people can hear you beg for my cock.”
As enticing as it sounds, you know he’s right. You’d rather not be arrested for public indecency. He stops touching you and leans back enough to let you take off the stuff you’ve been trying and put on your normal clothes. While you pull on your shirt, he picks up all of the things in the ‘keep’ pile.
“I’ll pay, you wait outside for me. After dinner, we finish what we started.”
He kisses your cheek before heading to the back of the store to pay.
put me down for ‘yes, please party of one’
Mercy me.