LOGIN“Louis no,” I gasped as he asked the sales girl to grab another pair of shoes.
“Little one, I’m having fun. Let me have my fun,” his lips quirked as he ran his palm down my calf, his nostrils flaring as he scented my arousal and I felt my cheeks heat up in a blush that I was sure wasn’t going away anytime soon.
“You’ve already had me try on five pairs, at this point I think you’ve got a foot fetish.” I said, raising my eyebrow as his hand trailed up my calf and to just above my knee, I grabbed his hand, my eyebrows shooting up to my hairline.
“I think it’s safe to say that it’s not a foot fetish, but an Amelia fetish.” I was glad the sales associate wasn’t here as he leaned forward his eyes on my lips, my tongue darted out moistening my lips. He groaned low in his throat and I bit my lower lip, looking at him through lowered lashes.
“Are you thinking about kissing me Louis?” I asked leaning closer to him, the smell of him, of his cologne making my mouth water.
“I’m thinking about doing a lot more than that, little one.” His voice was husky and I could feel the warmth of his breath splaying across my lips. I looked down at his full lips and he smirked. “Are you thinking about kissing me, Amelia?”
I was about to lean in and finally kiss him when the polite fake cough of the sales associate pulled me out of my trance.
Louis let out a sigh as he stood taking the white box from her with a quick thanks. He crouched down in front of me and slipped off the heels I had on his fingers teasingly running along to arch of my foot making me struggle to fight back a giggle as I tried to pull my foot away.
“Louis,” I said in warning, it would be a shame if I accidentally kicked him in the face.
“I couldn’t help myself,” he smiled up at me as he buckled the tiny silver buckle of the peep toe heels. He repeated the action with my other foot without tickling me this time and then stood up holding his hand out for me.
Slipping my hand into his he pulled me up, I wasn’t ready for how much taller the stilettos were than my normal heels and my first step had me tumbling into his chest. I looked up at Louis feeling the pinpricks of an embarrassed blush coloring my cheeks as he smiled down at me.
Pushing away from him I walked towards the mirror looking at the heels, I had to admit they made my legs look even better as I twisted this way and that.
“We’ll take this pair and the ones with the bows.” I overheard Louis telling the sales associate.
“Louis, I don’t need two pairs for tonight.” I said softly.
“I know, but you wouldn’t let me buy you the other dresses.” He pouted as he stepped closer to me, his hands coming to rest at my waist.
“Where will I wear the other shoes?” I asked, biting my lower lip as I looked down.
“Oh I can think of plenty of places you’ll wear them,” he said, trailing his fingertips up my arm before he reached my chin and tilted my face towards his.
“Like where?” I asked, trying not to smile as I gave him an innocent look.
“If you keep teasing me I’ll show you exactly where.” He growled as he brushed his thumb across my neck underneath my ear.
“Really Louis, in a shoe store.” I asked my eyes wide as I feigned a shocked expression.
“Anywhere I can get you, little one.” He murmured as his eyes glued to my lips, “Go change shoes so I can take you home or you won't have time to get ready for tonight.”
I pulled away from him, turning back to the bench I had been sitting on before I heard the click of him taking a picture.
“What was that for?” I asked unbuckling the small buckles before slipping the shoes off and putting them back into the shoe box.
“Me, Marcus will have you all to himself tonight.” He smirked at me as he tucked the phone into his jacket pocket.
“Next time tell me and I’ll smile for you.” I said putting my heels back on as I picked up the box, Louis took it from my hands and tucked it under his arm as he grabbed the other box. I picked up the dress bag and we made our way to the register, I walked behind him browsing at the other shoes as we went.
Shoes were one of my biggest weaknesses and I couldn’t help but look at the butter soft leather of the boots, I ran my fingers over the material marveling at the feel of it.
“So I can buy those ones next time right?” Louis said as he looked back at me.
“Maybe if you’re good.” I teased stepping away from the tan boots.
“So you're agreeing to a next time?” He smiled at me.
“I guess I am, but next time you don’t have to buy me anything. Maybe you could come over for dinner?” I asked, I had fun shopping with Louis but this wasn’t something I could return the favor on. Cooking though, I could do that for him.
“You're asking me on a date?” He asked as his smile widened.
“I guess I am,” I said as I walked past him heading to the register.
His footsteps were loud as he walked quickly to catch up with me, I looked down with a smile as I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I glanced over at him and he was was watching me again.
“What?” I asked.
“Nothing, I just like you.” He said with a slight blush on his high cheeks.
I looked down, my smile growing as we went to the register and he paid for my new shoes.
Chapter TwentyMarcus’ hand rested at the small of my back as he led me into the boutique. It was much different than the ones I had been to before, this one felt classy. If you could call a shop where they sold ball-gags sexy.We were greeted by a salesperson, he looked at Marcus and then at me. His full lips quirked up into a smile as his gray eyes met mine, his long wavy auburn hair looked soft to the touch.“Good evening, what can I help you with?” His voice was a deep rumble that I could feel all the way down to my toes, my eyes widened as I looked over at Marcus.“You can relax Sin, Amelia is mine.” Marcus said his eyebrow lifting and I could almost feel the warning he was sending Sin.Sin, I could understand why he was called that. He looked like a walking sin, his long lean legs encased in tight black leather pants. His white button up shirt held closed by two buttons, when he turned I could see the brief glimpse of toned, taunt muscles. He had on a silver chain from h
Chapter NineteenI sat down my wine glass as I avoided Marcus’ gaze. How could I tell him about what I knew without sounding like some sex crazed manic? Which given how Louis and Marcus had been behaving today wasn’t far off from the truth.“I know a bit about BDSM.” I said, biting my lip as I looked at him through lowered lashes.“Safe, sane, consensual. If I don’t have your consent, I won’t try and engage in that type of relationship with you.” He stated and I couldn’t help but smile. “I’d very much like to be your dominant though.”I felt my heart beat faster and the butterflies swirled to life in my stomach at his words. “I’d like that as well,” I said, my eyes meeting his as he reached across the table to take my hands.“Tell me Amelia, what do you like?” He asked and I could feel the blush flaring to life in my cheeks, the flutter of arousal stronger than before. His eyes darkened and I knew that I wasn’t just talking to him, but his dragon as well. Our waitress sh
Chapter EighteenSitting in Marcus’ car I couldn’t help but run my hand over the soft leather seat, it was soft and supply. His hand reached for mine and I realized I hadn’t been as subtle as I thought as I peeked over at him. He smirked at me and I felt the blush flooding my cheeks that was becoming all too familiar.“So where are we going?” I asked as he rubbed his thumb across my knuckles.“Just for dinner, I wanted to discuss some things with you before our relationship progresses.” He said looking back at the road and I couldn’t help but wonder if it was about the rumors I heard. I bit my lip and smiled as I looked down, I knew I wanted it to be.Marcus seemed like he would be a good dominant, I knew from the way he carried himself, to the way he spoke, he liked being in control. He moved our hands so my fingers were woven with his, his thumb caressing my thumb softly as he navigated the sleek black sports car through the dark streets. When he stopped in front of the res
Chapter Seventeen“Hello Marcus,” I said as I opened the door, I stepped to the side as he came in.“You look beautiful Amelia.” He said as he stepped into my home, I felt my cheeks heating up with a blush as his eyes moved from my bare feet all the way up my body. When he looked at me like that I could feel the same tightening in my lower belly that I always felt when he was around me, he stepped closer and I could smell the clean scent of his cologne and underneath that a smell that was uniquely Marcus. He leaned past me and closed the door.“You look very handsome,” I said looking up at him, he was in black slacks with black button up shirt. The sleeves rolled up and I saw tattoos peeking out from beneath the dark fabric, I felt my eyes widen. In all the time we had worked together I had never seen the tattoos, then again it was rare that he ever took off his jacket at the office, and I had never seen him roll up his sleeves.I wanted to trace my fingers across his skin and
Chapter SixteenWe stood in front of my apartment door as I looked up at Louis shyly, he smirked as I fumbled with my keys. Should I invite him, would that be weird for him to be here while I got ready for my date with Marcus?“When you look at me like that, little one.” He said grasping my hand with his free one, “It tests myself control.”“What do you mean?” I asked biting my lower lip, he let out a groan and stepped closer.“You don’t know what that innocent gaze of yours does to me do you?” He asked leaning closer to me.“You could show me,” I said, my lips quirked up as I tried not to smile up at him. “Are you trying to get me to kiss you?” Louis asked as he piercing gaze lowered to my lips.“I might be,” I answered, bringing my hands up to the lapels of his jacket and I pulled him closer to me.“You want a kiss?” He smirked at me.“Isn’t that the way to end a good date?” I asked biting my lip as I looked up at him through lowered lashes, the heat of his breath playing a
Chapter Fifteen“Louis no,” I gasped as he asked the sales girl to grab another pair of shoes.“Little one, I’m having fun. Let me have my fun,” his lips quirked as he ran his palm down my calf, his nostrils flaring as he scented my arousal and I felt my cheeks heat up in a blush that I was sure wasn’t going away anytime soon.“You’ve already had me try on five pairs, at this point I think you’ve got a foot fetish.” I said, raising my eyebrow as his hand trailed up my calf and to just above my knee, I grabbed his hand, my eyebrows shooting up to my hairline.“I think it’s safe to say that it’s not a foot fetish, but an Amelia fetish.” I was glad the sales associate wasn’t here as he leaned forward his eyes on my lips, my tongue darted out moistening my lips. He groaned low in his throat and I bit my lower lip, looking at him through lowered lashes.“Are you thinking about kissing me Louis?” I asked leaning closer to him, the smell of him, of his cologne making my mouth water. “







