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“Cassie,” hegroundsout.

“Sorry. Not sorry,” I whisper into the crook of his neck. I breathe in his scent and my bodyrelaxes.

“Slow, Kitten, slow.” Jay pushes me a little away from him and smiles, his eyes filled with lust and sexual desire - for me. His eyes bore into mine, silently telling me, with his superhero mind control, that we need to slow down. I nod in understanding and lay my head on hisshoulder.

“Slow. One day atatime.”

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Ihave been seeingCassie for two weeks, and it has been fucking great – well, minus the painful blue balls that I have. Every fucking time I see her, they don’t seem to understand that we’re taking things slow. My dick and my balls seem to have a mind of their own around her. We went Christmas shopping the other day, and Cassie picked up a sexy as fuck dress that she wants to wear to her family Christmas party. Apparently, her parents are putting on a huge Christmas Eve party, and everyone is invited. Dex and Addy aren’t going because it will be Phoebe’s first Christmas, and they want to do family stuff. I don’t blame them. Anyway, back to the fucking dress that left my dick with permanent dents in it from the zipper on myjeans.

We’re walking through town,looking for the perfect dress for Kitten’s parents’ Christmas eve party. I am the typical bloke who hates shopping - that was up until today. Going into these shops with Cass and having her try on dresses for me to see has been fucking heaven and torture at the same time. Oh, mypoordick.

“Come on, Jay. Today can’t be all that bad, right?” Cassie says from beside me, her eyes giving me that innocent look that makes my dick jump. How can she affect melikethis?

“It isn’t bad, no. Only because I get to see you try all these sexy dresses on. Oh, and by the way, that last green one you tried on… Yeah, that fucker has my vote.” I wink down at her and she smilesatme.

“Come on. One last shop, I swear on Ironman, it’s thelastone.”

“Fine,” I fake sigh, making out like this is the worst job in the world. We walk hand in hand into the shop and Cassie stops dead in her tracks. I follow her line of sight and see what’s caught her attention. On the mannequin is a simple black dress. It looks like it is off the shoulder at first glance, but as I follow Cassie, moving closer, I see that it’s not. The dress is strapless with a slightly flared skirt that will stop high on her thighs, showcasing her amazing legs. There are two pieces of material that are worn on the upper arm, making the dress look off the shoulder. It’s fucking perfect for my kitten. So plain, but with that added sexyeffect.

“Try it on,” I whisper in her ear, making her jump out of hertrance.

“Okay,” she says, and walks forward without another word. I leave her talking to the lady in the shop and sit my tired arse down on the quilted style chairs that sit just outside the dressing room. I pull my phone out and wait for my girl to slip into the dress. I’m dreading what she will look like - my balls will hate me even more. I see a shadow loom over me and then lower into the chair next to me. I lift my head and offer the woman a politesmile.

“Are you here with someone?” she asks in alowtone.

“I am, yes,” is all I offer her, before looking back down at myphone.

“Well, she can’t be keeping you interested if you have to play with your phone to keep yourself entertained.” I shake my head at her and shift my body a little so I can see her better. She looks around my age, but dressed ten yearsyounger.

“Actually, my girlfriend is in there trying on a dress that I have no doubt will make my dick and balls hate me, because I can’t do fuck all until we get home. Oh, and believe me, she can entertain me until the cows come home. I’ll never lose interest in her,” I explain. I shift my gaze back to the curtain, praying that Cassie hurries thefuckup.

“If you were my boyfriend, I would make you go in the dressing room with me so I could ease the blue balls she’sgivingyou.”

“Well, it’s a good job that you aren’t his girlfriend, then, because I’m sorry, chick, he likes his girls with a bit of class, which you obviously don’t have.” My head snaps in the direction of the voice and I see my kitten standing there looking like someone who belongs in a sexy fashionmagazine.

“Wow,” is all I can manage to say. She actually has mespeechless.

Holy fucking shit, my girl is hot, and she just put this tart in her place. When do I get to marry this girl? Cassie looks to me andsmiles.

“Girlfriend?”

“Jay.”My name is called, snapping me out of my little daydream. I turn to see Dex standing next to me in Castle Ink. I look at him and blink a couple of times. He smirks at me and Ichuckle.

“What?”

“I said, have you bought something for Cassie for Christmas yet?” I run my hand through my hair and grip the back of my neck. Fuck my life. I’ve finished getting everyone's presents except Cassie’s. What the hell can I get her? I search my brain, thinking of things that she said she liked. Fuck, nothing is comingtome.

“So, nothing then? Dude, you’re up shit creek without a paddle. What are you going to do? Christmas is in a weekandhalf.”

“I know. Fuck. What the hell am I going to do, Dex? I have no fucking clue what together.”

“Have a talk with Ads, maybe she canhelpyou.”

I nod my head in agreement. “Yeah, good plan, bro. I’ll see if Luke has time to come shopping with me tomorrow.” We close the shop every Sunday, it is the only day of the week that we’re shut, and since Christmas is a little over a week away, the shops are open for Christmas hours. I get up from the couch and walk out to have a chatwithLuke.

“Make it personal, Jay. Chicks love that. I know Addy does anyway,” my brother shouts after me. I walk through the studio and see Luke talking to two girls in the waiting area. They’re sitting on the couch there and Luke has his arse on the coffee table, leaning in to talk to them. He is a bloody man-whore; he will shag anything thatmoves.

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