Frayed Silk(65)

“Good? Where are we going?” I ask.

He grabs my hand when the doors open, and I follow as he walks out into the lobby. “Got some shit to do, back in a little while,” he tells Sarah and Bella. Sarah frowns at us while Bella waves with both hands, a huge smile on her face. I smile back, already deciding that I like her. Leo stops at my car, taking the keys from me and helping me in before rounding it to the other side. It’s then I realize that I forgot our croissants. Damn, I was looking forward to eating mine. Oh well, I guess he’ll have a snack for later.

He turns the ignition over after adjusting the seat then looks over his shoulder before pulling out onto the road and driving farther into the city. “Where’s Barney’s again?” He glances at me.

“Turn left up here then right. It’s in the shopping mall on the corner.” Hang on. “You’re taking me clothes shopping?” I ask with clear disbelief.

He grins, flicking the turn signal on. “Yep. You’re not walking around wet, and I’m not quite ready for you to go yet.” We turn into the underground parking lot, and I stare out the window, trying to hide the smile on my face.

He waits for someone to back out of a spot before taking it and turning the car off. Grabbing my hand, he helps me out of the car. “Leave your bag here,” he says, closing the door and locking it before linking his fingers through mine and walking toward the automatic doors of the shopping mall. I direct us to Barney’s, smiling brightly at the pretty brunette who greets us near a display rack. Her eyes rake up and down Leo’s body; he fills out a suit like it’s his job to model them. I don’t care, though, because he’s mine. Let her look all she wants. I grab a pair of skinny jeans and check the price, my eyes bugging out while Leo chuckles and takes them from me, draping them over his arm. “Just pick some stuff, Lia.”

“You can feed a village in Africa for a month with the amount of money some of these clothes cost,” I hiss at him. He only laughs. “Then it’s a good thing we already donate a big chunk of money to some of them each year.”

He’s right, but still. I snatch up a peach sweater dress and a pair of black leggings, taking them with me to the change rooms. The sales lady comes over to unlock it for us before returning to her task at the front of the store. Leo looks up at the ceiling for a beat then shocks me by coming in after me and locking the door behind him.

“Leo,” I whisper. “You can’t—” He shuts me up with his lips, tugging at my bottom lip with his teeth then pulling away to take my jacket off and lift my damp white dress from my body.

He hums, fiddling with the clasp of my bra. “This should really go too, but I don’t think I like the idea of you going anywhere braless,” he whispers huskily.

Then his fingers are tugging the cups down and he takes a seat on the bench behind him, pulling me between his legs to take a nipple into his mouth while his hands drift down my back to my ass. “Leo,” I pant, grabbing his head to pull him away, but instead, my fingers sink into his hair and I whimper quietly as his hand moves from my ass to skirt over my damp panties.

“Open,” he says, dragging his teeth over the skin of my breast before moving to suck the other one into his mouth; his hot, swirling tongue has me swallowing a moan. But when my legs spread, allowing him to move my panties to the side, I let one slip.

“Shhh.” His finger pauses in spreading me open as his blue eyes flash mischievously at me. I nod, swallowing hard as he parts me. Removing his mouth from my breast, he watches me while his finger glides through my wetness, dipping into my entrance before dragging it back to my clit and softly circling. He repeats the motion, over and over. “Leo, you need to … You’ll make me …”

“Come,” he finishes firmly, inserting a finger and thrusting in and out while his thumb flicks my clit.

“Yes,” I breathe, my head rolling back and my eyes closing as I fall apart on his hand in the changing room of a mall. Holy shit. My eyes fly open. He removes his fingers, pulling me into his lap as my thighs continue to quiver. They clench together as I watch him move his finger to his mouth to suck the evidence of my orgasm from it. “You’re crazy,” I whisper, resting my head on his shoulder. He laughs quietly.

“Everything okay in there?” the saleslady asks.

“Fine. We’ll be out in a minute,” Leo answers, his firm voice not inviting any questions about why he’s in here with me.

I giggle into his neck when I hear her heels clipping on the floor as she walks away. Tilting my head, I skim my lips underneath his jaw, feeling his hardness twitch beneath me.

“I guess we’d better get you dressed.” He moves me off him, and we both stand. I watch lazily as he tugs my bra cups back up then grabs the sweater dress, ripping the tags off and pulling it down over my head. I push my arms through the sleeves.

“Huh, this is actually really nice.” I turn and look into the mirror. “Comfortable, even.”

He smirks down at the leggings he’s ripping the tags from. “Don’t look at the price then, beautiful.”

I frown, turning around as he gestures for me to step into the leggings and tugs them up to my hips. Smiling, he adjusts the hem of the sweater dress over my ass.

“Let’s have lunch before I have to go back.” He turns the lock and goes to walk out.