JACOB POV I watch Rebecca stand nervously in front of a Dior branch boutique, her brows scrunched as she fiddled with a stray lock of her hair that seemed to enjoy bouncing in the wind. My hands link with hers before I stare at Chen and she nods before walking in, ahead of us."Why're we standing outside here and not going in?" Becca asked me and I smile down at her."Chen is clearing the place""What?" She stuttered, her mouth forming into a perfect O shape that has my groin tightening. A flashed image of us in Aspen mountains makes me grunt out too. Becca, kneeling in front of me, her hair falling in waves behind her while I fuck her mouth."Shopping in style," I say simply to her, redirecting myself away from every sexual thought. She said to take things slowly but by the way, she keeps staring at me, I
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