‘Oh you’ll spoil me with such flattery. Plus, you’re good for carrying things.’ She winked. ‘Since my money will now be going into two mortgage payments until I can sell my place in the city, I may as well be frivolous before the year ends.’ She walked through the doors of the swank, designer boutique in one of the nearby hotels. ‘You could really go broke in Vegas on the clothes. Fuck gambling, look at that dress.’
It was red. Bright, brilliant red and it called to her like a siren. She had to touch it. Had to own it.
The sales clerk happily showed them to a dressing room and Dix eyed her while she shucked her clothes and got ready to get into the dress.
‘I like it already,’ he murmured when she tossed her bra aside.
She smirked at him over her shoulder as the material made her want to sing a song of thanks. ‘Zip me up, please.’
Dix’s fingertips brushed against the bare skin at the small of her back as he zipped. What there was of a zipper. The little red piece of heaven was mostly backless and had just a wee bit more fabric in the front. Enough to cover the indecent parts of her breasts and to make her thankful she’d been exercising regularly. The cut would not hide any lumps or bumps.
‘Christ almighty, you look …’ He met her eyes in the mirror of the dressing room and flicked a thumb over her nipple. It sprang to life at his attention.
Eve wouldn’t wear this dress, she thought, looking at her reflection and then back to the man behind her. His eyes refocused and then he turned her around. ‘Wait a minute. It just hit me that you said you’d move in with me. You’ll buy a house with me.’
‘Don’t muss me. This dress is obscenely expensive.’ She smiled and he pulled her close, hauling her up against him and taking her mouth in a kiss so raw she nearly came. His mouth was inescapable, his tongue sliding along hers, his taste bursting through her. His teeth caught her bottom lip, his arms held her tight. She sighed, letting him take whatever he wanted, responding to such raw sexuality she grew drunk with it. When he let her go, she had to hold on because her knees were rubber.
‘Wow.’ She licked her lips, savouring his taste a few moments more. If he’d have asked her to marry him right then, she’d have agreed.
‘Katherine, I love you. Let’s get this damned dress paid for so I can get you back to the room and fuck you. Twice.’
She looked at the price tag and steeled herself. ‘One, I need shoes and a bag. Two, we have to talk before there’s any fucking.’
‘One, fine, but I’m going to totally look down your shirt while you try shoes on. Two, you’ve made me so damned happy I’m paying for the dress and three, all right but if we talk about Eve too much I’m not going to be as interested in sex.’
‘Empty threats, Charles, empty threats. We both know you’d be able to fuck after just about anything. You’re just that kind of man. And if you think I won’t take you up on your paying for this dress, you’re wrong.’
‘Goddamn, you’re something. You bring me to my knees and I can’t get enough.’ He sank to his knees and looked up her body. He was something else. That wicked grin was on his mouth and she gave in, sinking her fingers into his hair, yanking his face forwards.
His hands went to the back of the dress, unzipping it so it fell from her body. She stepped from it and laid it aside. ‘Shall I lick your pussy right here and now?’
Her breath caught. His hands caressed up the back of her calves as he breathed against the front panel of her panties just before pressing his tongue through the silky material, right against her clit.
‘Eat me,’ she whispered, a shiver breaking over her as he slid the panties down her legs.
‘Lean your back against the wall behind you.’ He said it without peeling his eyes from her cunt as he spread her open. The look on his face made her muscles clench – wonderment and hunger. It always made her feel like a queen.
And there she stood, watching in the mirrors, one foot up on the bench in the dressing room, back against the cool wall, Dix’s face between her thighs. From all sides they were reflected, the look on her face as she took herself in, the colour of her skin as a flush built, the way he bent over her cunt like in benediction. So beautiful, so decadent and luscious.
‘Mmm, oh, God, yes that feels so good,’ she moaned as she watched the pink of his tongue against the pink of her cunt. Watched the flick and caress as he devoured her. The clerk was just on the other side of the door, the store was full of people and she was just inches away from coming all over Dix’s face.
Dix took the taste of her into himself, knew she was getting off on not only his mouth there on her, but on the nearness of the people right on the other side of the door. Her thighs trembled and when he looked up the line of her body, it was to watch her tug and roll her nipples as she looked down at him.
Her tongue darted out, sliding over her bottom lip and he groaned against her. Her eyes first widened and then went sleepy, half-lidded and sexy. A knock sounded on the door.
‘Everything all right in there? Can I get you a different size?’
‘Fine, thanks,’ Kate managed to say before Dix sucked her clit into his mouth the way he knew drove her
