Lily hadn’t taken her gaze away from the clothes, which made me chuckle. “Lily?”
She blinked as if coming out of a daze. “Sorry.” Then she addressed the woman. “Do you have any cocktail dresses?”
“New or vintage?”
“Vintage.” As much as Lily loved modern fashions, she also enjoyed mixing things up with classic older pieces. Her closet was a mix of old and new, which fit her personality perfectly.
The woman nodded toward the back and headed in that direction, making it clear that she wanted Lily to follow her.
Lily looked over to me for permission. I took her hand in mine and we strolled down the narrow aisle. We came to a stop in the back corner near a small room I assumed was for trying on the clothes.
“All our vintage clothing is back here. And if you find anything you’d like to try on, you can use the room in there.” She pointed to the small room I’d noticed.
“Thank you.”
The woman nodded. “I’ll leave you to look around. If you need anything, I’ll be up front.”
Lily searched through several rows of clothing before she found an item, squealed, and pulled out a black and white dress.
“Find something?” I asked with a hint of amusement.
“Yes.” She held it up against her so I could get a good look at it. “What do you think?”
“It’s pretty.” And it was. The top was solid black while the skirt was white with black embellishments. “Why don’t you try it on?”
Lily sashayed over to the fitting room and stepped inside. She closed the door and I could hear her removing her clothing. I pictured her standing there in nothing but the navy blue bra and panties I saw her put on less than an hour ago. Just thinking about it had my cock twitching against the fabric of my jeans.
Before long, the door opened and Lily stepped out in the dress. I had to admit it looked great on her. There was just the right mix of innocent and flirty.
I motioned for her to twirl around and was pleased to see the back was a crisscross pattern, exposing a good amount of her skin. She wouldn’t be able to wear a bra with it.
“What do you think?” she asked.
“I like it.”
She turned to look at her back in the full-length mirror. “I won’t be able to wear a bra. Even my corset bra would show in this one since it’s open almost down to the waist.”
“I don’t see this as a problem.” The wicked grin I shot her told her everything she needed to know regarding the direction of my thoughts.
Lily snorted. “I’m sure you don’t.”
Grabbing her hand, I yanked her against me. I’d been keeping an eye on the saleswoman and lucky for us she wasn’t one who hovered. “Go back in the fitting room and take the dress off. Hang it back up and hand it to me through the door, but don’t put your clothes back on yet.”
She glanced toward the front of the store.
I took hold of her chin and forced her gaze back on me. “Problem?”
Lily shook her head.
“Good.” I gave her a hard kiss and released her.
It didn’t take her long to strip out of the dress, place it back on the hanger, and hand it to me. In exchange, I passed her what looked from the outside to be a stick of lipstick. When you removed the lid and twisted the bottom the whole thing began to vibrate.
Lily took what I gave her and shut the door again. It was nearly a minute later before I heard the soft humming coming through the door.
I turned my head to the side, keeping my voice low enough that only she could hear me. “Don’t stop until you make yourself come no matter what you hear out here. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.