The next was a pale pink bra that was almost all see through lace with elaborate flower details that kept my nipples from being too obvious. I slipped it on and felt sexy. It was like the magical jeans from that book series. I felt something flowing through me and I knew this was the bra for tonight. The panties that went with it were also lacy, but they had no lining. I slipped those on and spun around in the mirror. I needed this set.
“How do you like that one?”
“It’s amazing. It feels like a second skin and a boob job at the same time.”
“Great, try this set just to be sure, but I’ll put this in a box for you.” Charlene handed me a silver bra and panty set. It was satin, and when I placed it on, it was the softest thing I’d ever felt on my body. The cup of the bra fit perfectly and the band had a thin layer of lace over it, making the bra pretty, but not taking away from the fabric.
“This one is amazing too,” I said to Charlene when she checked on me again.
“Well, Mr. Choi told me to charge whatever you wanted, so get them both.”
“Works for me, but I think I’m going to put the pink set back on, if that’s okay.”
“I figured you’d want to wear one out. Take the tag off and I’ll ring it up for you.”
I put the set on and then put my clothes back on. As I was standing at the register, I texted Shane and told him we were done. I was ready for the next phase in the adventure.
Shane met me outside and took the lingerie bag from me and handed me another bag.
“You know, I’m feeling a little guilty, I haven’t gotten you anything.”
“Make it up to me later,” he told me and wrapped his arm around my waist, grabbing my ass at the same time. “Open the bag.”
Inside of it was a box of rich looking milk chocolate. I grabbed a piece of chocolate and offered it to him.
“You have the first bite.”
He opened his mouth and took the whole piece, his lips lingering on my fingertips. I felt a sensation flow through me as I thought about what those lips would be doing to me later. His eyes never left mine and it was all becoming too intense.
I looked down and grabbed my own piece, walking in silence as Shane talked about his race tomorrow.
“Wait, what?” I asked in the middle of his sentence.
“I said you’re going to be there, right? I won the race by a landslide, we discussed this. I’m way too superstitious for you not to come.”
Nodding my head, I gave him a big smile. “Did you call out a newbie so you’d be sure to win, basically ensuring that I’d have to come to all of your races? Did you set me up?” The more I thought about it, the more I figured that he probably did. This was why he didn’t accept Chuck’s call out.
“You’re giving me too much credit. I’m not that smart.” He slid his hand down to my hip and pulled me closer to him.
I looked over at him and there was a smug smile on his face. I actually did think he was that smart. It felt good that he seemed to be going through a lot of trouble to spend time with me.
When we got to the cars, Shane walked me over to my driver’s side door.
“Follow me.” He opened the car door for me and stuck his head inside. “Those flowers are really nice.”
“Yeah, some creepy guy broke into my car and left them there.”
“One person says creepy, another says romantic.”
“Well, I think the police would call it stalking,” I told him, trying to keep the smile off my face.
“Did you like them?”
I nodded my head, avoiding his eyes.
“That’s the difference, and that’s all I care about.” He leaned in and gave me a kiss, wrapping his arms around my back. Shane gently pulled away and opened his eyes. “Let’s go.”
I climbed in the car and we drove off, heading to…well, I didn’t know where I was going.
But Shane seemed to be having too much fun. He was swerving, speeding, and driving a little erratically. I gave him a call.
“Hey, don’t be a jerk. I’m not a street racer,” I yelled at him when he picked up.
“I’m just trying to see how bad you want it.” He hung up and slowed down.
I shook my head and continued to follow the best I could. Shane finally pulled into an apartment complex and parked. I pulled into the spot next to him.
“Where are we?” I asked when he opened my door for me.
“My apartment.”
Chapter 10
Shane led me into an old fashioned stone building and into the lobby. The concierge smiled and greeted Shane from behind a dark mahogany desk. It was elaborate and had gold claw feet. It looked like it belonged in a museum. Actually, the whole place looked a bit like a museum. There was elaborate metal work hanging on the wall and plush red couches and chairs scattered around the room.
We walked over to gold elevators and Shane hit the up button.
“This is really nice.” I continued to stare, stopping at a giant bouquet of white roses on one of the tables near the elevators. The vase holding them was painted with a scene of heavenly angels. I gently stroked the side and felt the design. It was something my mom would go crazy for and spend way too much money on. This place was definitely not some cheap apartment a normal college kid would have.
“Thanks, my parents wanted me to be able to focus on school, so they bought me the apartment.” We walked into the elevator.
“Seriously, that’s amazing.”
“It is. I’m lucky they’re so traditional.” He smiled at me, and then walked me to the door of his apartment on the ninth floor. “The inside though, is even nicer than the lobby.” Shane opened the door for me and I walked in.
I was prepared to be taken to another time with old fashioned, but heavy, furniture and richly colored walls. But that wasn’t what I saw. Instead, the lights were dimmed for that romantic lighting every movie depicted, candles were lit all over the white countertops and tables. Rose petals covered the floor, directing us to the bedroom.
“Too cheesy?” he asked, looking at me, trying to read my face. His eyes were wide and his hand covered his mouth while he waited for me to respond. He actually looked nervous.
“No, this is perfect. I’ve always wanted to walk into a room like this. What did you do, run here while I was shopping?” This was amazing. How could he have done all of this? I mean, it was just supposed to be sex. Just sex. I looked over at Shane, a confident smile on his face.
“No, let’s just say I owe one badass bitch a favor.” He pulled me into a sweet kiss and then smiled big at me. “I told you I’d give you a night you’d never forget, so let’s get to the good part.” Shane took the lingerie bag and placed it on the kitchen table, then he picked me up, wrapped my legs around his waist, and walked me into the bedroom.
He laid me down on the bed and pulled his shirt off before climbing on top of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we kissed deeply, and passionately. His smooth chest felt amazing as I slid my hands up him, running my fingers over his ripped muscles.
But I wanted skin to skin contact. I reached for the hem of my shirt, but Shane’s hands stopped me. “Excuse me, don’t you remember me saying that one of my favorite parts of this was unwrapping the present?”
“Fine.” I pouted and moved out from underneath him. I crawled off the bed and stood in front of Shane. Taking his hand, I pulled him to the edge of the bed. I stood in front of him, just out of reach. Then I slowly reached for the bottom of my shirt and lifted it, pausing every so often to build up the tension a little bit.
As I pulled it over my head, I turned around, showing Shane the back of the bra first.
“What I like about this is the clasp. It’s secure and doesn’t feel like it’s pulling or anything,” I told him, still facing away from him.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m making sure you appreciate the bra you paid for.” Then I turned to the side, hand over the cup, showing him the band. “The design goes
all the way across the band. Isn’t it pretty?”
“Yup, very pretty,” he whispered in response.
I turned all the way around, covering my breasts with my arms. I gradually lowered them, revealing the lace flowers, and most importantly, the rest of my chest.
“Yup, very pretty,” he repeated as I gently stroked the curve of my breast.
“It feels even better,” I promised him. He leaned forward to try and touch, but I swatted his hand. “The thing about this bra, is that it came as a set.” I reached for my leggings and slid them off my legs, making sure to bend over and stick my ass out. “Isn’t it nice that they match?”
“Yup, very pretty.”
I walked over to him, standing in between his legs, and placed my hands on his shoulder. “Can I feel the merchandise that I spent good money on, or are you continuing the show? I wouldn’t mind a dance.”
“I don’t dance.”
“Good, I don’t think I could keep my hands off you any longer.” He wrapped his arms around my back, pulling me into him. Then he flipped me around so he was on top of me. With a hand, he reached up to grasp my chest, gently massaging as he grabbed my ass hard with his other.
My head fell back as a soft moan escaped my lips and Shane began kissing my neck. With his teeth, he nipped at the skin around my collarbone, causing me to cry out and grind against him at the same time. He continued kissing and nipping a trail down my chest until he settled over the pretty bra he paid for. With a swipe of his tongue, he licked the swell of my breast showing above the lace.
I shoved my fingers in his hair, desperate to grab something as pressure began building up inside me. I shut my eyes tight, refusing to give way to my feelings just yet. It was too soon. He hadn’t even slid inside me and I was practically purring in his hands. Ugh, his hands.
With a finger, he slipped inside the band of my panties and ran along my thigh and center. But he kept stopping short of actually penetrating me. I tugged on his hair harder and heard him snicker.
“You’re always in such a rush. We have all night. Just stop thinking and let all those emotions overtake you,” he growled before covering my lips with a kiss again. This time though, when his finger slid past my core, he stopped. Gingerly, he entered me, exploring, but not really taking a deep look around.
I wiggled my hips under him, trying to get the kind of release I needed, but it wouldn’t come. Reaching down, I tried to take my panties off, but he swatted me away.
“I paid good money for those. Leave them on for now. When I think you’re ready, I’ll take them off.”
I cursed under my breath as he chuckled. With his other hand, he reached for my right breast and began licking through the lace, focusing almost entirely on my nipple. Every now and then, he’d blow a little, sending a cold sensation to my breast, causing me to shake uncontrollably. Then he switched to the other one, all while carefully flexing his finger inside me. Then he focused on my g-spot, that shallow spot most guys ignored, and I felt myself start to come undone. My body started to ache for him as I shifted under him.
“Excuse me, stop moving. You’ll enjoy it more if you let me do my thing.”
I groaned loudly, but it quickly turned into a moan as his pace increased.
Finally, he finished with my other nipple and kissed a line down my stomach, settling between my legs. He reached for the panties and took them off. “See? Patience is a virtue.”
I rolled my eyes at him, and went to respond, but an animalistic sound erupted from me as his tongue replaced his finger. Rob had always been really bad at this, so we never did it. Shane was most definitely not bad at this. He licked me, circling it gently, but not lapping at it like a dog, and I cried out his name as the first shock of orgasm overtook me. My toes curled, my back arched, and my hips shook violently as he made sure to stay with me through the whole thing.
Shane stood up, a smug look on his face, and undid his belt buckle then his pants. As his jeans fell to the floor, I stared at his boxer briefs. They said Calvin Klein across the top and were a deep black, though the color hid nothing. My fingers started to itch, as I wanted nothing more than to feel what he was hiding. But the asshole didn’t take the boxers off.
He climbed on top of me and ground against me for a second, sliding my bra straps down with his teeth. He kissed my shoulder, down to my breast, and then slid his arms underneath me. I felt the clasp come off and he helped me out of the bra.
Chest to chest, I pulled him against me, enjoying the way his skin felt against my tender nipples. Shane tossed the bra on the floor and pulled me on top of him, grabbing onto my breasts with both hands. I leaned into him, grinding against the soft fabric of his boxers, feeling my excitement building again. He felt big and I needed to see it. Curiosity was killing me.
I slid off his hips and reached for his waistband, dragging it down his legs and throwing the boxers onto the floor. As I looked up at him, I giggled a little in excitement. What I felt was even better. I reached for it, feeling him grow even harder with my touch. I slid up and down his shaft, as Shane shut his eyes tight and ran his fingers through his messy hair.
“Fuck this,” he screamed and reached for the drawer next to his bed, producing a condom. He had it out of the wrapper and on him in record time. I watched as he climbed off the bed and pulled my feet to him so that my legs were hanging off the side and I was laying down on it. He lifted them in the air and slid inside of me, leaning on top of me as he took me deep. Like really deep. Like he found my spot with the second pump deep. I yelled as he pushed into me, each time feeling my body light up more and more until I couldn’t take it anymore. The second orgasm hit me harder than the first and I swore like a sailor as the aftershocks shook me all over. I felt it from the tips of my toes all the way to my hairline, but that wasn’t even the best part.
Watching Shane follow me over the edge, holding nothing back, but taking what he wanted all the same, overwhelmed me. It wasn’t just something to do. He wasn’t going through the motions. And he wasn’t just trying to get in, get out, and get over it. Shane made sure I was good and then took what he wanted. It was a two way street for him.
I looked at him as he took the condom off and tossed it in the trash next to his bed. Sweat gleamed on his forehead as he collapsed on me, breathing heavily and sighing with satisfaction.
“That was insane,” he murmured in my ear.
“Yeah,” I responded breathlessly.
“So round one is done. Give it a second to sink in.”
Chapter 11
That second turned into hours as we both laid there, not quite sleeping, just relaxing in each other’s arms. I wasn’t sure what he was thinking, but I was a little terrified to move. It was all ridiculous. Shane had gone above and beyond what I had expected, and I wanted to do it again, several more times actually, but I didn’t want this to be it. If I said that, would I scare him off? He wouldn’t have done all of this for just anyone, right?
I thought about what Annabelle and Violet would say to me. Annabelle would say sleeping with Shane was a rebound from Rob, and I should get up and leave before it messes with my head any more. It was great sex, but was it worth the trouble it was going to cause? But Violet would say I should enjoy my time with him and go again. She’d remind me I’d already caused the trouble, so I might as well do it again.
Shane pulled me closer and kissed my shoulder gently. “Listen,” he said softly in my ear. “I was hoping to soften you up with the food, lingerie, and the sex, so that when I asked you this, you’d be willing to talk about it.”
“Well, that sounds ominous.” I stiffened up. What if he asked me to leave? Okay, we had sex, now can you head out? I’d feel like an absolute idiot.
“Okay, what’s going on with that boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, or whoever that guy is?”
I sighed. Definitely didn’t see that question coming, but my pulse started racing. He was asking about my ex. Guys only asked about your ex for one reason, they were interest
ed. Shane was interested in more than just one night. I relaxed into him a bit more and slipped my fingers through his and pulled his hand to my chest so I was cuddling it.
“We were together for four years, and I realized I probably haven’t loved him for at least six months. He’ll graduate from his military college in May, and in June we were supposed to get married. I think he was planning on proposing around Thanksgiving. He’d be going active duty right after the wedding. The military gives you all these benefits if you’re married, and Rob wanted to take advantage of them. Our families have been friends for years, and it seemed to make sense. It’s basically the perfect arrangement.”
“But…?” he prompted.
“But I’m not ready for it,” I responded, sitting up and looking at him. “I don’t want to get married and settle down yet. I want that internship, and a million other opportunities. I want to go to Italy and drink my way through wine country while staring at old world architecture. I want to really experience life before I’m saddled with a husband and kids. I even have this stupid list of things I want to do before settling down.”
“Show me the list,” he requested softly.
I don’t know what made me do it, or even what he’d think about it, however I went to my purse and pulled the list out of my planner. I handed it to Shane and held my breath.
He looked it over, laughed a little, and then smiled up at me. “Well, you just had sex with someone you shouldn’t. But we did it in the bedroom, so I don’t think we can cross that off just yet.” Shane rolled over and grabbed his phone. He took a picture of the list and then handed it back to me. “We’re gonna do all of it.”
“Well, I did the stupid movie thing, so…”
“That’s fine. I do love movies though, so maybe we’ll just do it again.” He stared at the list a little longer. “Does it count if I give you an exotic cooking lesson? My mom has this book of old school recipes from Korea. I’ll grab one and get some tips from her.”
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