Cupping her pretty face in my hands, I place a chaste kiss on her lips. ‘I’ll be outside if you need me,’ I tell her, trying hard not to smile. She may be embarrassed, but she’d do it all again in a heartbeat. I know her body like the back of my hand. There’s no denying this strange pull we have towards each other. I don’t think either of us can control it.
While she’s getting dressed, I walk back out onto the shop floor. The sales assistant eyes me suspiciously, but it doesn’t bother me in the slightest. The uneasiness I felt when I first walked in to this store is now gone.
I head towards the rack that contains more of the kind of panties I just destroyed. Pulling them out of my pocket, I check the size. I then proceed to grab every pair available. We’re gonna fucking need them.
Moving to another rack, I grab a few more items that take my fancy. Making sure to grab extra panties, of course. By the time Jade exits the dressing room, my arms are overloaded.
‘What are you doing?’ she asks, coming to stand beside me.
‘Stocking up, sweetheart.’
‘How many pairs of panties do you have?’ I see her eyes widen as she riffles through what I’m holding.
‘Not enough,’ is my reply. She lets out the sweetest laugh. I fucking love that sound.
‘You do realise this is a high-end boutique? These garments don’t come cheap.’
I shrug at her comment. Money’s no object to me. She obviously has no idea how wealthy I am. ‘As long as I get to rip them off your luscious body, they’re worth every fucking cent.’ When her smile widens, I lean forward and brush my lips with hers.
Yep, I’m a goner.
Jade hesitantly asks the sales assistant if she could use the bathroom while the purchases are being rung up.
‘That comes to two thousand, seven hundred and fifty-five dollars,’ the sales assistant says a few minutes later. Jade was right, this stuff doesn’t come cheap.
Jade comes back and stands beside me. She still has a slight pink tinge on her cheeks, which I love. I drape my arm over her shoulder, pulling her into my side. I can’t seem to keep my hands off her.
‘Oh and these,’ I add, pulling the damaged pair of panties out of my pocket and placing them on the counter. The sales assistant’s eyes move from Jade to me, and then down to the torn undergarment. I see a blush creep over her face before she shakes her head. Turning to Jade, I find her head bowed.
Fucking woman.
‘I don’t know my own strength,’ I say with a shrug before clearing my throat. I feel Jade stomp down on my foot. I thought my explanation would help, but obviously not. I open my mouth to speak again, but she gives me a look that has me closing it straightaway. I can’t explain why I find this whole situation amusing, but fuck me, I do.
Back in the car, my fingers grip the steering wheel when Jade pulls a pair of panties out of the bag and shimmies into them. I have to get this need for her under control.
We drive to the mall and spend the next few hours buying her new clothes. I’ve never enjoyed shopping, but today I do. I love spending time with her. I’m pleasantly surprised by her selections. Rather than the classy outfits she usually wears, she opted for more casual attire, jeans and shorts mainly. It pleased me no end for some reason. Jade oozes class and sophistication, but on the other hand she seems to crave normality. I’m yet to find one thing I don’t like about this woman. Understandably I hate her occupation, but I no longer have to worry about that. Well, I hope I don’t.
Around lunchtime, we head towards a café to get something to eat.
‘Would you mind if I had a burger and fries?’ she asks, looking at me over the top of her menu.
‘Of course not. Have whatever you like.’ I’m taken aback that she’d even ask me that.
‘Thank you,’ she replies, smiling. ‘I’ve never eaten a burger before.’ I hate that she thinks she needed my permission.
‘Jade,’ I say, reaching for her hand across the table and grasping it in mine, ‘I’m not M. You can eat, wear, say and do whatever you like. I’d never try to control you … I mean, I won’t give up control in the bedroom, but everything else, you’re free to do what you please.’
‘I know,’ she says with a sigh. ‘It’s just going to take some getting used too. I’ve been dictated to my entire life.’
Her words break my heart.
The next two days pass without incident. There’s still no word from M, and it’s disconcerting. She wouldn’t give up that easy. I wish I knew what she had planned, so I could stay one step ahead. I have a feeling she’ll pounce when we least expect it.