Free Dicking Around by Amarinda Jones Page B

him want to play with her some more.
    “Different metabolism.” She stiffened and tried to pull away. “Oh crap! Wait a second.”
    “What?”
    “I don’t have a bra on.”
    Yeah, I know. My day is getting better and better. “I’ve seen breasts before.”
    “Not mine you haven’t.”
    “This is how I see it, darlin’. You either let me help you or you go through the rest of your life like this?”
    “There must be a sales lady out there.”
    There probably was by now, but there was no way Adam was going to step out and let someone else defrock the lady. “Nope.”
    “Fine. Whatever. Just don’t tear it. I don’t want to pay for it.” Adam took a firm hold of the fabric around her midriff. She jumped and giggled.
    He smiled. “You’re ticklish.” “Get this goddamn thing off me.”
    To Adam, the best approach was to lift up and off in one fast move. It took more than that and after three swift tugs the silk flew off and over her head. He gulped as his eyes locked on the pink nipples of her full breasts. “You have a nipple ring.” Adam wanted to suck, tug, and lick. “I love your breasts.”
    “They’re just mounds of useless flesh.”
    “I absolutely disagree.” His eyes moved reluctantly from her breasts to her face. It was covered in tangled brown hair. He pushed some away. Adam smiled when the lady was finally revealed. “Hello, darlin’.”

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Carlisle staggered back from him in surprise. “Hello.” Oh my, he’s gorgeous .
    Green eyes full of amusement locked with hers. For the first time in a long time, Carlisle was lost for words as she surveyed the tall, lean man with the wavy auburn hair.
    Wow, wow, and triple wow .
    “What are you doing here?”
    “Helping you out of your clothes.”

    It was then that the reality of her situation settled in. Crap! I’m naked . Carlisle looked around to find something to cover her breasts. Naked wasn’t a bad thing. Normally, it was how she preferred to be with a man. However this wasn’t one of those normal times. Adam picked up the offending scarlet dress and handed it to her. Carlisle snatched it to her chest.
    “I mean what are you doing in a dress shop?” Yeah, he probably was gay . So unfair of the cosmos to do that to me.
    “I promised a friend to pick up a dress she had some work done on.”
    How sweet . He was looking at her in a not so sweet way. Her face heated up and she felt her cunt go wet.
    “Why are you here torturing yourself trying to wear such an ugly dress?”
    Carlisle looked down at the fabric clutched in her hands. It had looked amazing on the rack. “You think it is?”
    “Yeah, it’s the wrong color and doesn’t show you off.”
    “Really?” That was nice of him to say. She was on the point of asking him what color she should wear when she remembered where she was. “I mean, er, I have to get a dress for my sister’s wedding.” Yep, it’s all Bridget’s fault.
    He leaned against the dressing room wall. “Isn’t it normal for a sister to be a bridesmaid?”
    She snorted. “We’re not a normal family. I’m not blonde or thin and that’s her theme.
    You know, Barbie marries Ken.”
    “I see.”
    “God I hope you never do.” To inflict her family on anyone was unfair to normal human beings.
    “So…”
    “What?” Her eyes locked with his. She wasn’t dumb. She knew there was much more than wedding attire happening in the small change room.
    “You have a pierced nipple.”
    “Oh, you saw that?” She knew it was a huge turn-on for men and to have it sucked and tugged on by a male mouth? Amazing.
    Adam smiled. “I’d like to see it again.”
    Ah, I love the smell of testosterone in the morning . “Why?”
    “I like nipples.”
    His smile made her hot all over. “Yeah?”

    “Yeah,” Adam confirmed.
    “You know, we’re in a ladies changing room and I’m naked.” If she had done the math correctly in her mind, she was pretty certain he would be naked soon to even things up. It was the