Page 26 of His Vicious Desire

Parking in front of the big box store, I sigh.I hate going into places like this.However, I also don’t like the idea of her wandering around the store on her own.The tight black yoga pants she’s wearing are clinging to her round, juicy ass.It doesn’t help the way the shirt she’s wearing has a graphic of red lips being licked by a pink tongue between her breasts.No fucking way is she wandering around on her own looking as fucking delicious as she is.

“So you never go shopping?”Her eyes are curious as I take the red shopping cart from the long line of them as we walk inside.“What do you do, get delivery?”

“No, I have a housekeeper.She comes in twice a week to clean and does all the shopping I need.”

“What about your clothes shopping?Does she do that, too?”

At least the place is relatively quiet.I’m guessing most places aren’t too busy on a Tuesday early evening.“No, all of my clothes are made by a tailor, so there isn’t really any shopping.I call them and tell them what I want made, and they deliver it when it’s done.”

We’re in the area for the makeup and personal care stuff when she moves ahead of me and goes down the aisle.It’s filled with flowery scents for body wash and soaps.When she bends over to take a bottle of body wash off the shelf, my cock jerks at the sight.I watch as she opens it and sniffs.The face she makes is cute as fuck before she shakes her head and puts it back.

I swallow a groan.“Why aren’t you just getting what you usually get?”Comes out harsher than I mean for it to.We’re in public.I can’t walk around with a hard cock.We need to wrap this shit up quick.

“Because I don’t have ausualone.I like to try different ones.It’s been a minute since I tried this one, and I forgot it smells like a wet dog covered in cinnamon and sugar.You didn’t have to come in with me.If you want, you can wait in the car.”She speaks slowly as though I’m a small child.Brat.

Fuck that.“It’s fine.”

It’s cute as fuck the way she hikes up an eyebrow at me.Then she rolls her eyes and picks up another bottle.Opening it, she inhales deeply.Her beautiful face scrunches up, and she’s quick to put it back on the shelf.

My phone buzzes with a text.It’s Dario wondering if I’m okay or need anything because Sandro told him I’m sick.Shit.The last thing I need is him worried and coming over to check on me.

Hey, I’m fine.Just feel like shit.I got delivery for over-the-counter medicine.I’ll be good.

Suddenly, a bottle appears in front of my face.“What do you think?”Those chocolate eyes are teasing me.

Brat.I decide to tease back.Keeping my eyes locked on hers, I catch her wrist and pull her closer to me to smell the bottle.I don’t miss the way her breath catches.

It’s not the usual vanilla.The scent is light and flowery, with a juicy orange tinge and something else I can’t place.And I want to find out if it changes the taste of her skin.

“I like it,” I mutter as I let her go.

Blushing, she tosses it into the cart.Turning away from me, she moves slowly down the aisle.

At least in the next aisle, it takes two seconds for her to find her usual deodorant and toss it in the cart.She’s in front of me, guiding the cart with a hand on it.“I tried that natural deodorant, and oh my god, was it gross.Blah, blah, blah, regular deodorant is going to give you cancer.I swear, everything is going to give us cancer.It’s whatever.I mean, who gives a shit if it’s cancer when you’re in your sixties?Right now, my ass is not going to stink—thank you very much.”

I can’t help the chuckle that escapes me.With her hand waving around, seeing her so animated is fucking with my head—and my cock.

I’m not sure if I’m annoyed or not when, instead of bending over, she crouches down in front of what she’s looking at.She has two boxes in her hands as she stands.Looking at them thoughtfully, she turns them over.They’re weird ass hairbrush dryers.I’ve never seen them before.

I spot the prices for them.One is two hundred dollars, and the other is one hundred and twenty dollars.I say nothing about how she left the fifty-five-dollar one on the shelf, as she should.

Sighing, “Why aren’t we going back to your place so you can get your own things you forgot yesterday?”

She narrows her eyes.“Because this is the cost of you being an asshole.”The talking to a small child voice is back.“If you had given me the time I needed, we wouldn’t need to come here or go back at all.Butno, you want to be an asshole, so now you deal with the consequences.Which is you pulling out your credit card and paying for this stuff.”

I’m biting my cheek to keep from laughing at her.I take the most expensive box from her hand and toss it in the cart.“I rushed your ass because I was afraid of the gummy kicking in when I wasn’t around….”

Her look tells me she hasn’t forgiven me for that either.

I can respect that.“Fine.What’s next?”

This time, she bends over when she puts the other box back on the shelf, and I stop breathing.Christ.I’m going to hell, to the very fucking depths where I’ll never?—

“Gaetano?Hello, are you okay?”She is two inches from me.If I move in the slightest, I’ll touch her.And if I touch her, then I’m completely fucked.

Stepping back, I nod.“Yeah, thinking about work.Sorry.”I check my phone to find my brother has responded to let him know if I needed anything.

Those chocolate eyes narrow on me before sighing.“We have to go back a few aisles.I forgot about something to protect my hair from the heat of the brush dryer thingy.”

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