Free Dicking Around by Amarinda Jones Page A

herself, running into a wall at the same time. Why did I wear heels today? She regained her balance and kicked off her shoes.
    “Nope. Just me,” he reported.
    “What are you doing here?” The last place Carlisle expected to find a man was in a women’s clothing store.
    He chuckled. “Can’t a man be in a ladies’ boutique?”
    Oh, he has a nice laugh. Probably gay if he’s in a boutique . “Well, if a man’s that way inclined, I make no judgments.”
    “Yeah you do. You’ve judged I’m gay.”
    Fair call . “Are you?”
    “Are you?” He answered back.
    “I am not.” Carlisle smashed into a wall again. At this rate she was going to rip the dress and have to pay for it by default.
    “See how stupid blind judgments are?”
    “Get the sales lady please.”
    “Nope.”
    “What? That’s not very chivalrous.”
    “She’s out back getting something for me. Besides, I thought modern women could do everything themselves, hence the reason
    they no longer required a knight in shining armor to rush to their aid.”
    “Oh, I see. You’re a smartass.” Perfect. Lovely. Like my life isn’t complicated enough now .
    “This is how I see it, darlin’—”
    Crash. “Ow–I’m not your darlin’.”
    He laughed again. “Okay, but you need help.”
    “You’re a man and a possible smartass.”
    “Correct.” He didn’t sound offended.
    Carlisle shimmied and wiggled and held her breath yet she was still trapped. She was hot, flustered, and wanted to cry. “Well, you can’t help.” She stamped her foot.
    “Why not?”
    “I’m half naked.”
    “Ah, I see. While I prefer fully naked in a woman, half- dressed can be fun.”
    “Ouch!” Carlisle stumbled once more into the wall.
    “Are you okay in there?”
    “Yes—no—oh crap. If I let you in you have to promise not to laugh or gag or anything.” Naked was not a good look for her. Nor is trapped in a scarlet nightmare of a dress .
    “Absolutely.” He reached over the door of the fitting room and undid the lock.

    ****
Adam Blake laughed when he saw the woman incased in scarlet, her arms up in the air and her face covered as she wrestled around trying to get a dress off over her head.
    “You promised.” Carlisle banged into another wall.
    He caught her arm and steadied her. “Forgive me.” Adam’s eyes roamed down the silk scarlet prison to the lacy pink panties and plump white thighs. He felt his dick jerk in reaction. Very nice. “So how can I help?”
    Carlisle pulled her arm away from him. “Lordy, you’re funny. Get this off me.”
    “You don’t like it?” He smiled when he saw her stomp her foot. “The color is lovely on you. It matches your panties.”
    “Don’t look at my underwear!”
    “Why not?” Adam smiled again. What started out as a boring errand to pick up a package for his ex-girlfriend was now anything but.
    “You’re supposed to be a gentleman and help me.”
    Adam caught her as she stumbled against him. Soft and no bra on. He could feel the supple mounds of her breasts against his arm. “Right, so a gentleman would ignore pink lacy underwear? Not any man I know.” He looked down the line of her back to a plump, enticing ass. Once more his dick jerked in need.
    “Please…”
    Okay that I can’t ignore . Her tone was soft and needy and he wondered what it would sound like in the middle of the night with his body on hers. “Calm down, darlin’. I’ll help you.”
    “It’s tight.” Carlisle wiggled against him.
    Adam held his breath and closed his eyes for a moment to keep control. “Why did you try it on?”
    “I was hoping it would fit.” “Hoping?”
    Carlisle sighed. “You’re a man. You wouldn’t understand.”
    Now this lady I want to get to know . He didn’t have to see her face to know she would be endlessly entertaining just by her thoughts.

    “How so?” Adam’s hands ran down the scarlet fabric to work out the best way to free her. He liked the way she shivered at his touch. It made