Contract Marriage by Ashleh Queen (new reading .TXT) 📖

"No, thanks, but I am not buying this dress," Jane replied with a confused smile.

"Angie, how many times I have told you that these dresses are not for trying." That woman spits venom of her anger on poor Angie, completely ignoring Jane standing there.

"We are taking this dress," said Mr. Black. His whole attention was on Jane as he ignored all the commotion there.

"Mr. Black, what a pleasant surprise." That woman said. 
"Do I know you?" Mr black looked at her with an annoyance. 
And before she could reply he said. 
"Angie, I see that you are offering very beautiful dresses. I want them all. Please, hurry as I don't have time."

"Sir, all of these dresses are an exclusive edition of a very famous designer in Spain....." Angie, started rambling. She became rich as she will be given three percent on each item.

"Angie, go pack!" That woman cut her off.

"Mr. Black, I am Mrs. Mclaughlin. My husband and I met you at a Hollywood premiere party last year." She tried to introduce herself once again.

"Yea, whatever. Jane, do you want anything else?" Mr. Black asked Jane, placing his hand on her behind, completely ignoring Mrs. Mclaughlin.

"Your friend here is so beautiful. Anything will suit her." She disturbs their moment with her sugary comment again.

"She is my wife. So, she doesn't wear just anything." Mr. Black replied in a stoic expression that sent chills down her spine and she finally gives up and left saying. "Have a good day, Mr. Black."

Angie, came out holding a card and said. "Miss, take this card. You are a VIP here now."

"Darling, She is a Mrs., Mrs. Black," Alex said giving a smile to Angie as he casually grop Jane's ass making her step forward.

"Let's go," said Mr. Black as he took her out of that store.

"I am so tired. Let's go back home." Jane said and Alex felt something weird in him. She called his home a home like she is his wife, in real. If he was hard before now he was impatient for a release.

"Wait, you need some inner wears too." He said but his voice came out hoarse with a heavy accent. She looks at him to find the expression that she knew all too well. He was turned on. She could sense something inevitable on the way.

He took her to another store which was specific for exotic nightwears and offers all the best brands under one roof.

She moved to the racks to look for some inner wear of her size. She selected black laced lingerie and getting into a changing room she was about to start stripping when she found Alex coming inside too. She looked at him confused.

"Get out." She mouthed. A devilish smile was on his face as he leaned to the wall behind. The changing room was not big and with him inside it was more congested. She knew he won't go out and there were so many people out there that she doesn't want unwanted attention from them. She strips out of her dress and then getting out of her inner wears she slipped into that lingerie. She looked at the mirror whole time with her red cheeks as he looked at her without blinking.

She turns to him and waits for him to pass any comment or maybe he will tell her to change again. But what she didn't saw coming was him coming to her, turning her to face the mirror and ask her looking at her through the mirror.

"What do you see?"

Her legs feel so weak as she leaned to his chest for the support.

"You and me." She breathes out the answer as he stares at her heaving chest through the mirror.

"I saw my wife who is the most exotic piece of meat." He said and buried his mouth in her neck. His mouth felt so dominating yet soft and magical. Though she should feel embarrassed by his comment but leaning her head more to his shoulder she gave him space to ravish her. Without wasting a single second his hand slipped onto her womanhood. He cupped her there with such vigor that her whole body shook. She felt uneasy and was about to say something when he said.

"shhh, don't worry it's just a quickie. I will be quick." saying this he bent her down as her hands caught the edge of the table for the support. She looked in the mirror all the time. Finding him looking at her bottom she inhaled deeply as she felt him sliding down her thong.

"I don't support this quickie idea. Alex, they will throw us out." She moaned the word.

"Not if you will be silent and I will be quick." was his reply as he looks at her perfect butts all the time.

She was already so wet that he could smell her arousal. He knew she is so ready for him. Kneading her bottom he adjusted himself right in front of her love tunnel and get inside to claim her.

She looked at his eyes which had her pinned even through the mirror. His lips a little curled as his torso moved to and fro in a perfect rhythm. Oh no, he knows that I was so wet. She worried but the moment his movements became urgent and frantic she couldn't think anything anymore. She just looked at that beast of a man who kept on ramming her. 
"You are so perfect, fu*k." He growled as he went on with new vigor. The more he praised her the more she was turned on. She gritted her teeth to stop any moaning. The walls of the changing room were so thin. She knew she can't risk making any voice but he was growing too much inside her.

The way she was trying so hard to contain her cries, had her eyes closed and lips parted was making him go wild. She came onto him once and then twice. And after her third time, he was close too. Pinning her more forward he let it go and saw her face going relax through the mirror. She felt so weak when she stood in front of him. His pants with her panties were still on the floor when he hugged her and took her lips with his mouth in a slow kiss. Like he was thanking her for being here to satisfy him. But then he stopped and said.

"It's fine. You were supposed to be wet when you change in front of me. I do have this effect on a woman. So, don't worry I am not judging you."