Werebeasties

Adam was che

cking emails on his smart phone when she stepped out. His gaze raked over her ever so critically. He pocketed his phone and rose from the couch. He motioned to the sales lady with an armload of gowns to leave them in privacy.

“Well?” Samantha nervously asked.

Adam circled her like a predator marking his prey.

Sam waited with halted breath.

“I love it,” he finally said. “The colour suits you.”

A wave of relief washed over her. Adam liked the dress.

She glanced at the price tag and cringed. “But it’s too expensive…”

“Shush. Let me worry about that. The dress looks pretty on you and I like it.”

“You sure?”

“Sam.” A warning tone laced his voice. It seemed he didn’t like to be argued with.

Sam threw her hands up. “Okay. Thank you.”

A smile found its way to Adam’s lips. “No problem.”

“I’ll just go change back.”

Adam merely nodded. Sam turned back to the dressing booth. Adam followed her.

“Let me help you with that…”

A wicked thrill surged past her. He wants to…

Maybe buying her a dress was his excuse to get her out of her pants. Silly man. She was eager and willing without him turning tricks. Lust flared within her. Suddenly, she was dying for his touch. Like the first time she’d met him.

Adam invited himself into the dressing booth. He closed the door behind him and helped her out of the expensive dress. The place was designed for one person. Adam managed to fit in without it being cramped. Sam stood in her underwear, gaze on the mirror. It felt kind of weird. She was almost naked while Adam was fully dressed. He was in power while she had been stripped down to submission.

He hung the dress on the hook. His eyes zeroed in on her naked chest. Her nipples tightened instantly. She remembered how good it felt when Adam played with them. And how he had denied her release.

“Turn around,” Adam ordered.

She obeyed.

They stood face to face, almost touching. Her nipples grazed his crisp sport jacket suit. Her belly fluttered. Her pussy hummed in longing.

Adam bent down and kissed her. Sam welcomed the kiss with greed. He ran his hands all over her, groping and kneading. Her breath came out as stuttered gasps. She touched him back. His chest. His flat belly. She touched his groin. Adam let out a growl. The man was aroused. His cock jumped under his designer slacks.

She broke the kiss. “May I?” she asked breathlessly.

His Adam’s apple bobbed. “Sure…”

Sam squeezed his erection.

A strangled moan escaped his throat.

Sam unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Adam’s cock bulged behind the restraint of his briefs. She planted an experimental kiss on it. His cock twitched. Adam purred happily.

She yanked his pants down and pulled his briefs to his knees. His cock sprang free. He was as impressive as David. Slightly shorter, but fatter. His crown was almost as big as a medium plum. Sam got dizzy just by looking at him.