Chapter Twenty-One
LILY
After driving for too long, we arrived in Philadelphia, and Kace thought it was a good idea for us to get a change of clothing seeing as we only left with the clothes on our backs. So, he drove us to a mall, and now we’re walking into Macy’s to purchase something to wear.
“Get anything you want,” Kace whispers in my ear as we walk through to the women’s department.
Raising my eyebrow, I chew on my bottom lip. “Am I going to have to get ready to run with the clothes, Kace?” I ask quietly, so the staff doesn’t hear.
He chuckles and shakes his head. “No, we will pay for them. No stealing today.”
My body slumps in relief, and I smile for the first time in a while. “Thank God. Not sure I want to add shoplifting to my grand theft auto record as well.”
He shakes his head with a smile and leads me to the women’s clothing section. “True. Okay, pick out some pants and tops. Anything you want.”
We walk around the store, and I grab a few items, then we head for the underwear section. I tense up, not knowing what to look for. Picking underwear with Kace watching is more than a little intimidating.
“Here, you’ll need some of these,” he says, handing me some sexy red, white, and blue striped boy shorts.
Smirking, I take them from his fingers and raise an eyebrow. “Boy shorts? And in the United States colors? How very patriotic of you, Kace.”
He grins and shrugs. “I love my country, so sue me.”
Giggling, I roll my eyes and pick up another couple of pairs of panties, some a little less patriotic and more on the sexy side. I chew on the inside of my mouth wondering what Kace is thinking as I choose them, but I don’t dare risk looking at him for fear of what I might see. Selecting panties with him is doing strange things to my libido, and for some reason, all I want to do is turn around and jump on him, pressing my lips to his, feel his cock pressed between my legs, and ride him to our next destination. But instead, I have to control myself. We’re in the middle of Macy’s for crying out loud.
I pick up another pair of panties, not really looking at them, and as I reach out to put them back, Kace lets out a small groan. I tense at the sexy noise, then look down properly at the panties noticing they’re black lace with little hooks hanging down for suspenders. I clear my throat as I attempt to put them back on the rack, but Kace grabs my hand stopping me. A spark shoots through his hand as he touches me, and fireworks erupt in my very soul. I risk looking up at him, and an intense burn lurks in his eyes—those gorgeous deep blue eyes that are sparkling with insatiable lust. My nipples harden, and my thighs clench together to relieve the throbbing in my clit.
“I think you should get these ones, Lily.” His deep, gravelly voice sends my heart into overdrive, and I shrivel into a puddle on the floor.
Simply nodding my head, I pull them back and add them to the pile. I can’t help the thoughts racing through my head of all the things we could do together with these few simple sets of black lace lingerie.
Being near Kace right now is making me feel hot, so much so I feel like I might pass out. I need a break, just a small reprieve away from him to pull myself back into normal working order. I have to stop thinking like a sex-crazed teenager all the damn time and calm myself down. So, I do the only thing I think of to get some time away from him.
“I need to go and try this stuff on.”
He raises an eyebrow and sighs. “I don’t really want to leave you alone, so I’ll come with you.”
My muscles clench, and I exhale. “You can’t come in the room with me, the assistant won’t let you.”
He exhales, running his hand through his hair. “Okay, then I’ll hang outside. But I’ll be right there…” he points, “… so if anything happens, you just call. I don’t give a fuck about the assistant, I’ll be in there breaking bones to get to you.”
A slight chuckle erupts from my chest at how scary and sweet that was at the same time. “Thank you.”
We walk to the dressing room section, my hands full of clothing and underwear. Kace takes a deep breath while I head inside, and the assistant looks at me with a smile and takes me to my dressing room. She opens the door and absentmindedly turns away as I look back to Kace—he’s tense, his muscles rippling with alertness as he scans the store making sure there’s no trouble heading our way.
I hate that I’m taking a beat for myself while he’s on guard, but I need this. Just a moment to regroup and stop my raging hormones from erupting and taking over. Kace has an effect on me, and picking out panties with him is making me crazy. I just need a moment. Just one, that’s all, and I’ll be okay. I know that’s all I need.
Walking into the stall, I turn and lock the door behind me placing the clothes on the bench and lean my back against the wall taking in a deep, centering breath. Closing my eyes as my heart races frantically, all I can think about is Kace, me, and those black lace panties. I didn’t come in here to try anything on, I know it will all fit. I came in here to just breathe. But my mind is conjuring all sorts of images, and as I rub my thighs together to ease the ache between my legs, my breathing becomes heavier. I think briefly about touching myself to relieve the ache, but I quickly dispel that thought from my mind. I’m in a Macy’s department store, and I really only want Kace to bring on all my pleasure.
The images behind my closed eyes are beginning to be too much to bear, so I open them and staring right at me are the black lace panties with suspender holders—the absolute cause of my irrational desires. I shake my head and lean down to grab them. Checking them out with my eyes, they really are cute, and I begin to wonder if I could actually look sexy wearing them. Turning toward the mirror, I hold them out over my jeans in front of my pussy and chew so harshly on my bottom lip I wonder if I will break the skin.
“Fuck it!” I murmur to myself as I place the panties down then start unbuttoning my jeans. I pull them off, kicking off my sneakers and pulling down my panties. Taking a deep breath, I grab the black pair and slide them up my thighs. The feel of the silky lace fabric is heavenly on my skin, and I giggle slightly as I bring them up my legs and fasten them around my hips. Dragging my top up so I can see the full effect of them, I glance in the mirror at my lower body and grin. Kace is going to love them. I have to admit they look amazing on me, but it doesn’t help my raging libido at the moment.
“Lily?” Kace’s deep, gravelly voice echoes from behind the door, making me jump literally off the ground. My heart snaps into gear as I gasp for air almost falling over as my feet fall back to the ground.
“Shit, Kace! Scare me half to death. What are you doing in here? The assistant will tell you off,” I say against the door.
“Let me in,” he demands, his voice stern and hard. It scares me slightly, making me think something’s wrong, so I immediately turn the lock and step back to let him in. He steps through the small door, turning and closing it behind him.
“Kace, what’s wrong? Are they here?” I whisper.
He turns to face me, then his gaze falls to the black panties I’m wearing. His eyes widen as he swallows hard, and he clenches his jaw with a slight smile. He takes a step forward and presses his hips into mine, and instantly, I feel his hard cock. I open my eyes wide and pull my lips together as his arms wrap around my waist and pulling me to him.
“They really are an excellent choice,” he murmurs, and I grin.
“Thank you. But seriously, Kace. Are they coming?”
He shakes his head slowly from side to side as he turns us around and pushes me against the door. “No, but you will be.”
I gasp as his hand slides down my side and to my hip. His fingers dip inside the black lace, and my teeth clench on either side of my bottom lip.
“Kace, we’re in a change room. We can’t.”
He leans in, pushing me roughly against the door. It moves slightly with a little bang, and I tense up as he chuckles, his face inching closer to mine. “We can, and we will, Lily. You want a release, that’s why you came in here. I can read you better than you think.”
Practically panting, my body disobeys me and grinds into him as my lips inch closer to his. “No, we can’t. People will hear.”
“Then be quiet. Let me ease your ache, Lily,” he whispers against my lips.
I can’t hold back any longer and push my mouth against his running my fingers through his hair and holding his face to mine. Our tongues dance together, my body aches to be near him. How he knew what I needed, I don’t know, but now he’s here, and nothing else matters.
His hand skims along my panty line and dips down between my legs. I part them further bringing one leg up to rest on the bench seat. There’s not a lot of room to maneuver, so we’re forced close together. I’m not complaining. I need to be close to him.
His finger pulses on my clit, and I moan into his mouth quietly. I can’t help myself. His tongue continues to ravage me as his finger circles on my clit. A wave of pleasure rolls over me, instantly easing the tensing in my muscles. One hand curls into his hair gripping tightly, the other needs something to hold onto, so I move it up the door, grabbing the top and holding on. If the attendant were to look, she’d probably know something was happening in here, but right now, my embarrassment of being caught is being blown away by his fingers caressing me.
He moves his fingers up and inside me as he leans his body into my side rubbing his cock into my thigh. Whimpering at the feel of him stroking inside me and hitting just the right spot, I shudder as a tingle runs down my spine. The door is creaking slightly from my body moving in time with his fingers, and as I pant, I’m trying my hardest to be quiet.
I can hear women coming and going trying their new clothes on, but it only adds to the excitement of being caught. Being somewhere so public with Kace and him moving inside of me, even if it is only his fingers, is tantalizing. I was aching for him, now I’m drowning in a sea of need as he caresses me perfectly.
His thumb moves in line with my clit as he thrusts, rotates on my clit, then thrusts again in a perfect rhythm—a blissful rhythm. As he hits the exact right spot every time, I clench my eyes tighter while his tongue dances with mine.
My hand on the top of the door clenches so hard, my knuckles feel like they’re turning white as he thrusts inside, rotates, and thrusts again. My back arches, pressing my body further against his, while my skin litters with tiny little goosebumps. Heat washes over me so intensely I feel like I’m going to ignite as a sheen of sweat slickens all over my skin.
My body trembles and shudders as my muscles tense, my pussy clenches around his fingers, and my breath catches as everything stops. The explosion hits so hard that he has to grab my hips to hold me in position.
My body goes limp as I whimper trying to keep quiet. His lips leave mine as he trails feather-light kisses along my neck while I pant and come down from the crest of coming so hard.
My hand from the door drops down onto his shoulder, and he holds me to him completely as I gather my bearings. He chuckles slightly, kissing just under my ear and pulls back looking in my lazy, hooded eyes.
“Those panties really are sexy as fuck,” he whispers.
I stand up finally having feeling back in my feet and wrap my arms around his waist, embracing him and smiling.
“That was amazing,” I whisper.
Suddenly, banging erupts on my door so loud it scares me.
“You okay for sizes in there?” the assistant calls out.
My eyes widen, and I look to Kace with a smirk feeling the giant bulge that’s formed in his pants.
“Yep, all perfect in here,” I call out.
“Okay,” she says, then I hear her footsteps sound like they’re fading off into the distance.
Slumping my body with relief, I shake my head and sigh. “I guess I have to buy these now,” I giggle, and Kace smiles wide and nods enthusiastically.
“You were getting them anyway. They look far too good on you not to get them.”
Smiling, with a hint of embarrassment, I agree and giggle. “Okay, well, you should leave first, and I’ll get dressed, then follow you out.”
He shakes his head. “Too scared to do the walk of shame?” he asks with a giant, cocky grin.
“Yes!” I whisper back to him sternly.
He moves some hair back behind my ear and leans in kissing my forehead. “But you feel better now, right?”
“Much! You fixed the ache perfectly. Thank you.”
He nods and winks, turning me away from the door and unlocking it. He looks back at me and then down to the lace panties, he groans slightly rearranging his cock in his pants and then steps out of the change room. I quickly close the door behind him, locking it, and take a deep breath leaning against the wall with a giant smile on my face that I’m sure no one can remove.