Chapter 21

An hour and a half later she finally walked out with the guys carrying several bags. She couldn’t believe these men, rock gods, had regressed to snickering teenagers in the store.

She’d threatened to leave if they didn’t quit being assholes, they’d stopped, but then they’d started to suggest things for her to try on, she’d nearly run screaming from the shop.

One thing though, walking in with two well known, handsome men was a plus, the girls nearly fell over themselves trying to help her.

She’d got hold of the Love cream collection, before the guys could see! She’d got the strapless and demi bras, the full brief, she laughed these were no Bridget Jones big knickers! Then the briefs and the suspender belt! She loved girly things under clothes and lingerie was her weakness, she’d spent thousands over the years on things like these. Her dresser drawer was like a rainbow of froth! She’d got on a set that matched her emerald eyes under her crimson shirt, hell it sounded naff, but she liked to mix colours!

Richie and Jon were comfortable wandering around, the sales girls were flirting their hearts out, and wondering one woman and two men, both men choosing bits and pieces.

Richie found several things he’d like to see on Gail’s floor, and picked them up. He’d chosen the Nikita range, it was black, there was a bra and a demi, brief, suspender belt and an ouvert, man he really liked these, they had an opening in them, he grinned. He’d also seen a beautiful black French lace kimono; she’d look stunning it, for say all of two minutes, with her black hair falling about her, he talked his dick into staying down and wandered over and gave her it.

Gail blushed when she realised he’d been looking for things for her to wear, his eyes were nearly black, his cheeks a little flushed, he’d given her them then headed back into the shop. She tried the demi, briefs and suspender belt, putting the seamed nylons on and a pair of Belle five-inch-high killer court shoes she’d took off the shop floor to see how things looked on her; she already owned many shoes similar to these. On tying the kimono on she saw a totally different woman looking back at her, she swallowed, he’d got a damn good eye!

 She squeaked as from the other side of the curtain his husky velvet voice asked her, ‘Well, do I get to see what they look like?’

‘Nope!’ Her breath hitched, as much as she wanted to haul his ass behind the curtain and rip his clothes off, she just didn’t do that sort of thing, and she certainly wasn’t comfortable enough to show him the lingerie on her!

‘You mean you’re gonna make me suffer? Hell, no woman!’ That was the only warning she had as the curtain was yanked back and there he stood, stunned into silence and not moving.

Gail tried to back away from the heat in his gaze, she wanted to cover herself, or was that tear them off? She was so damn confused!

Richie just couldn’t believe what he saw, she stood taller than him now, her hair lay on her shoulders, the kimono opened so he could see her breasts lovingly cupped, and pushed upwards by the bra, through the gap, his gaze trailed and he swallowed when he took in the tops of the stockings just under the bottom of the wrap, and those damn heels, his dick went into major alert mode, and he groaned, stepped forward and pulled the curtain closed behind him, Gail scooted back as far as she could, till the cold mirror hit her ass, she gasped as the cold seeped through.

She held up her hands trying to ward him off, but he was like a heat seeking missile, he couldn’t be stopped, his hand reached for her hair and fisted into it, anchoring her as his mouth claimed hers, ravaged it.

His other hand wandered from her shoulder, skimmed her breast, and as much as he wanted to push the wrap and bra from her and take that tight nub in his mouth, he didn’t. He forced it to move on, down her waist to her hip. His long fingers slipped around to her ass, and before she knew his intent, he moved and she found her leg raised and wrapped about his waist. He took the opening and ground himself against her satin covered mound, his erection making its self known!

Gail gave in as his weight settled on her, one hand went to that gorgeous long hair, the other on his shoulder, she moved her leg so it pulled him more against her, and the fire shot through her as she felt his need for her nearly spearing her to the mirror.

His fingers still holding her leg in place started to play with the suspender strap and the top of the stocking. His brain had gone into melt down when her hand mirrored his in his hair, he moved to her throat, giving them both much needed air, his tongue tasted her neck and ear lobe, he moved further away so he could move downwards to her beating chest…………….

‘Excuse me……. I’m sorry…. But, sir you need to leave the dressing area…please.’ Came an embarrassed sounding voice.

Richie straightened and lowered Gail’s leg, holding her upright so she could gain her footing again. ‘Darlin, I swear I’ll be out in a minute or two, but right now I think it’s best if I waited. Otherwise we’ll both get a shock. Nothing will happen darlin, you have my word.’

A small voice, with laughter in it said fine, and the girl wandered off to tell her friends what she’d caught happening, again, when a man saw his woman in their skimpy things, they got hot and bothered and just went for it. They’d had many people trying to get it on in their rooms, par of the course working here.