8
Kelly
Kendra glanced over her shoulder with hooded lids as I followed her inside the changing room. There was sex in her eye. She was on to me.
My fingers splayed on the door and without looking, I pressed it closed until I heard it snap shut. “Hang up the dress,” I demanded, raking her curvy figure over with my eyes.
“I know what you’re up to,” she murmured, hanging the dress on the empty hook, following my orders.
I stepped forward, grazing her face with the fingers of one hand while smoothing the palm of my other down her side before settling on the curve of her ass.
“Keep your hands off me.” Kendra peeled my fingers away from her body. “People will hear us. We can’t do this here.”
I put my hands back on her, tightening my grip, taking a firm hold of her in case she tried to push me away again. “Oh, yes we can.” My lips kissed the side of her soft face. “And we are going to do this here.”
“I’ll do anything you want.” She turned to me with pleading eyes. “Just not here.”
My hand grazed over her breast before clamping around her throat, gently stroking her trachea with my thumb. “Remember your role.” My eyes moved across her delicate features. “What you agreed to do. Who you agreed to be. Do you remember what I asked of you?”
“To submit,” she breathed out.
“Exactly.”
“I thought that was only for when we were in the bedroom.”
I took her hand and placed it on my cock. “Oh, no, sweetheart. You must submit whenever I’m hard.”
Kendra’s breath hitched, her pulse fluttering intensely in her stiff neck. She licked her lips and swallowed hard. “Then do it.”
In one swift motion, I cupped her lovely face with both of my hands. Her dazzling green eyes danced with mine. Taking me by surprise she lunged for my mouth, kissing me hard.
Her arms wrapped around my neck as her knee bent and clawed at the side of my leg as if looking for some kind of foothold to latch on to. I tugged her tightly against my body, needing to feel her heat against my own. We kissed fiercely, stealing breaths between the swirls of our tongues. Her taste had me harder than before and I took my fingers directly to the back of her skirt where I feverishly worked to unzip it.
“Kelly,” she mewed against my lips.
I craved her. Couldn’t take my mind off of her—what I wanted to do to her, how I wanted to make her feel. She was intoxicating and completely on fire, making me want her even more.
Kendra wedged her slender hands inside my suit jacket and pushed the fabric off my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor behind me. I worked to unbutton her blouse. A second later, I found myself squeezing her firm orb, letting her razor-sharp nipple slice through my palm. “Shit, woman,” I growled. “You have no idea what I have in store for you.”
“Maybe not.” She threaded her hand through my hair and tugged at the roots. “But now that you’ve turned me on, I can’t wait to find out.”
I crashed my lips down on hers, thrust my tongue deep into her mouth, and spun her around quick enough to make her yelp. “Quiet—” I chuckled, “—you wouldn’t want anyone to hear us.”
“You’re an asshole.” She giggled.
“That I am.” I grinned, snapping her hands above her head and pinning them against the wall.
“You’re lucky I like assholes.” She arched her back, pushing her ass higher into the air.
She looked absolutely incredible with splayed hands, high on the wall, perfectly placed on both sides of the large rectangular mirror. I hadn’t thought about that feature when I followed her inside, but it proved to be a nice visual effect, allowing me to see both sides of all that she was. God, she was gorgeous.
Smoothing my hands up her sides, I grabbed a dangling breast over her bra and leaned close. Licking her ear, I said, “This is your one chance to escape what I’m about to do to you.”
Kendra lifted her head and stared at herself in the mirror as if needing a moment to decide her fate. When she didn’t respond, I took her silence as an invitation to continue my pursuit.
Pulling down her skirt, I tapped her leg and she stepped out. Then I kissed her legs, beginning with the calf and licking my way up her thigh. Her long laced heels were sexy on her thin legs and gave her several more inches of height—making it perfect for me to take her from behind.
“Now take off your shirt.” My voice was low and deep.
“How far are you taking this?” Kendra peered under her arm, looking down at me still on my knees. “Because Kristin will be wondering—”
I could only smile. She was so damn cute, and with each of her little protests of concern for getting caught, my need only grew with the challenge to make her scream. “As long as you stay quiet, there is nothing to worry about.” I slid my fingers between her thighs, rubbing them against her damp folds still covered by her sexy thong I had seen on the drive here.
Her breath hitched and as she took her plump bottom lip between her teeth, my cock twitched. A second later she pulled her arms free from her shirt and turned to face me. There was a look in her eye that told me she was up to something. And when she looped her shirt around my neck, pulling me to her, I knew exactly what it was she wanted me to do.
I closed my eyes and inhaled her sweet scent. Letting my hands roam wild across her small body, I took in her beautiful shape. Perfectly sized, small perky breasts, firm and free with a tight mid-section that fluttered under the onslaught of my tongue.
Clamping my fingers around her waist, my thumbs dug deep into her belly before sliding one hand up and palming her other tit. I peppered open-mouthed kisses across her belly, tastes of citrus fruit coating my tongue.
Kendra’s breathing labored and her stomach fluttered. And when I pulled down her thong, I took it upon myself to lift each leg to make it easy for her to step free before putting my mouth to her clit.
She whimpered a soft lullaby, letting the weight of her body fall back against the wall with a hollow thud. She clamped my skull between her hands to stabilize her balance that teetered on the edge of collapse, and began breathing harder.
I licked her until my cock strained with pain. Reaching for a pebbled nipple, I reminded her to keep quiet. “We don’t want to get kicked out, do we?”
She shook her head and put my face back on her pussy.
I lunged my tongue deep between her pink lips, circled her swollen clit, using my talent to drive her mad. She fought to keep silent, swallowing down the moans I could hear she wanted to sing. They swelled deep inside her lungs, humming across her skin. She writhed her hips against my face and lifted one leg, letting it drape over my shoulder, opening herself even wider.
Kendra had my balls so tight I clenched my stomach in pleasurable agony. The way she was so willing to submit—even here, confined to the small box of a changing room made to fit one—was intoxicating in and of itself. She wasn’t a normal muse. She was a mistress worth keeping around. And if she kept this up, that was exactly what I planned to do.
My tongue swirled over her smooth protruding clit, and I slurped it between my teeth, hearing Kendra suck in her last breath before her entire body tensed in orgasm. I kept my mouth on her sex, letting her release the flood over my tongue with her most intimate tastes, and once she could breathe again she whimpered quietly, “Fuck, that was good.”
I lapped her folds one last time, sending her into a fit of laughter, before standing.
She looked at me with sedated, unblinking eyes. Feeling her sweaty skin against my touch, I clamped her face between my hands and pushed my pussy-soaked tongue into her mouth. Her lips were cold from the heavy breathing, and her chest still heaved with a fast beating heart. “You liked that, did you?”
“Very much.” She hooked her leg around my thigh, pulling my hardness against her.
“Good.” I spun her around and pressed her up against the mirror, kicking her feet wide. “Because I’m not done with you.”
I undid my belt, then unzipped myself. Freeing my steeled rod, I let my pants drop to my knees.
Kendra reached behind squeezing my shaft, my cockhead swelling to its maximum size, and she placed it at her entrance. “Go ahead. Cross-examine me, Counselor.”
I wet my shaft with her moistness, grazing her pussy lips against my veiny skin. “I’m going to make you scream.”
“You better not.” Her mouth pinched together, deadpan.
“That’s up to you.” I spread her cunt with my fingers, continuing to lubricate my dick with the leftovers of her orgasm. Her pussy was hot and slick, making it easy to wedge my cockhead past her lips and into her hot cavern for the first time.
With her standing tall in her heels, she was just tall enough for me to comfortably bend at the knees and work myself deep into her core. I teased her, pushing in before pulling out. She shook her head as if mildly frustrated with the way I was slowly taking her, and Kendra pushed her ass further back into me as if telling me exactly where to hit it.
With each stroke, I slid further than before, and when my balls tightened with pleasure, I slapped her ass loud enough for anyone close by to hear.
“That’s not fair.” Her head sprang up, her eyes wide as she found me in the mirror.
My hips lunged deep to her core, taking her mind off of the sting of my hand. I cast my gaze down to my cock thrusting in and out of her tight pussy. The perfectly round globes of her ass kept me so painfully hard, jiggling with each lunge, I couldn’t see wanting this fuck to end anytime soon.
I reached around, finding her dangling tit, and took her peaked nipple between my fingers, rolling it. Kendra grinded harder against my pelvis, dropping her head down as if to stifle the sounds she desperately wanted to make. She was a wild animal, and being caged and muzzled was completely foreign to her. But I liked seeing her struggle.
I quickened my thrusts just as I heard someone step into the room next to ours. My lips curved with a challenging smile. I didn’t care if we were caught. Didn’t care if others knew what Kendra and I were doing. But I knew Kendra cared. “Now, quiet. We wouldn’t want anyone to know what we’re doing.” I bent over her, nipping at her ear.
Kendra reached for the wall. Pulling an empty hanger off the hook, she bit down on the wood, clamping it firmly between her teeth.
My lips curved with satisfaction. She was tenacious, resourceful, and able to put it all on the line to do whatever it took to obey my command. Except it didn’t matter what she did to try to stifle her own cries. I knew just the combination that would make her moan.
Clamping my fingers on one of her shoulders, I continued to rock my hips in long, deep strokes. From tip to base I worked her, feeling her cunt tightening on my length with each lunge I gifted. Soon my balls tightened and the ball of fire spread from the base of my spine, up to my shoulders, shooting my core temperature up another degree. She was close to spilling over, and if I allowed myself I would be right there with her. “You’re going to come when I come,” I said through gritted teeth, slamming my hips against her ass.
She nodded, the hanger still firmly clamped between her teeth.
I angled her hips up and cast my gaze down to her tight anus. Licking my thumb, I dug my fingertips into her fleshy cheeks. Everything about her ass tempted me like nothing before. Slowly, I slid my thumb down her crack, guiding it to her hole. I circled my hips, hitting her deep against her cervix, and whispered close to her ear, “Nod if you want to come.”
Sweat pellets formed on her brow as she nodded.
My face twisted as I pounded in to her, our skin slapping loud enough for the person next to us to hear, and just as I felt her tighten around my cock, I pushed my thumb into her asshole. Kendra’s mouth flew open, dropping the hanger, and crying out loud into the air.
In that moment it was just us. With the room spinning around us, nothing else mattered. It didn’t concern me that someone was trying on new clothes while listening to us get off. If anything, I hoped what they heard inspired them in some way.
Once my dick went limp, I took a step back. Reaching down for my jacket, I took a silk cloth from the pocket. First I cleaned Kendra, then myself. We exchanged smiles, but neither of us spoke a single word. Then, out of the blue, a woman’s voice said, “I’d love to know what you’re trying on over there.”
We both looked at each other and burst out laughing, wondering how we were ever going to be able to deny what just happened with a straight face.