Chapter Fifteen

“D-do you really need to come in?” I stammered as Uno slowly pulls up the zipper on the back of my dress. He insisted on assisting me, and I accepted his offer, but I did not expect him to enter the fitting room. Now I felt like we were doing something misleadingly.

“Why are you so tense? I’m not going to eat you,” he whispered, and I flinched slightly as his finger scraped against my back. I’m sweating even though the boutique is air-conditioned. This is dangerous.

“Aren’t you done yet?” I asked as I returned my gaze to him, but instead of responding, he just grinned. I swallowed hard because I didn’t like that cheeky grin of his.

“What in the world are you thinking?”

“Turn around,” he said softly, and I had no idea what spirit had possessed me, and I obeyed him like a good girl.

“Does it look good on me?” I just asked because I didn’t want to amuse him with the reaction I was giving.

“Come on, answer me.” I gave my best efforts to pretend I wasn’t affected but deep inside, I was nervous. I knew he wouldn’t do anything to me that I wouldn’t like, but I was worried that the staff would catch us and misinterpret what we were doing.

“It looks good on you, but it’s better without it,” he chuckled when he how stunned I was. He’s making fun of me!

“I knew you were a pervert,” I grumbled. “Are you horny?”

“What if I am? What will you do?” he smirked, obviously pleased with my reaction.

And just like that, my competitiveness kicked in. I swallowed hard before gently touching his chest and pushing him, causing him to lean against the full-length mirror that was here inside the fitting room. He was taken aback by what I did, but he did his best not to make it obvious.

I know it’s risky for me to do this right now, but I want to change Uno’s smug expression. I want to replace his proud expression with a daze. I want him to be submissive and begged me.

“Are you sure about what you’re doing, hon? It’s not a good idea to provoke me, public or private, I’m not going to back down.” He challenges me, and I know he’s not joking. Uno and I frequently argue because we’re both competitive, we don’t like losing, we’re both stubborn, and we won’t stop until we’re satisfied.

“You know me, Uno; I’m not the type of woman who gives up easily,” I said as I stepped closer to him. I raised my head because of our height difference. I looked at him straight in the eye before lowering my gaze to his lips when he licked them.

“Bent down,” I commanded him, and he grinned before obeying me. When our faces were level, I smiled at him and traced his sharp jaw with my finger until I reached his chin.

“Good boy.” I teased him before kissing him on the lips without hesitation. When I felt his tongue attempting to enter my mouth, I parted my lips to allow him better access. He deepened the kiss and pushed me gently until my back was against the wall.

“Mmnh!” I moaned when I felt his hand squeezing my ass. I tightened my grip on his suit, certain that it would crease. I could feel every movement of Uno's tongue inside my mouth, and our tongues collided several times, causing me to taste a cigarette-menthol mixture. I was starting to run out of breath from the intensity of his kiss so I barely pushed Uno to stop for a moment.

“What, out of breath already?” he asked smirking, reason for me to shot a glare directed at him. I feel as if he’s treating me like a child just because I can’t keep up with his stamina.

“Shut up,” I said as I pulled his collar and kissed him again. I tried to dominate the kiss but I flinched when I felt Uno’s big hand caressing my exposed thigh thanks to the high slit design of the dress I was wearing.

This is getting dangerous, but I’m starting to get excited about it. Have I gone insane?

“Let’s stop,” I murmured as I gently pushed Uno’s chest. He looked me in the eyes and tilted his head slightly as if he was perplexed.

“Why?” he asked innocently like he really had no idea why we had to come to stop. Ugh, he’s annoying. I want to punch his face right here and there.

“We’re in public; let’s do this somewhere else,” I say as quietly as I can because someone might hear us outside.

“Do you really want to stop?” Uno asked, and I almost screamed when he touched the thin fabric of my underwear.

“Aren’t you wet?" he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

“Mmmn!” I tried to muffle my voice by pressing my face against Uno’s chest while clutching both of his arms tightly. He slowly encircles his two fingers on my sensitive spot, and even if he doesn’t directly touch me, the pleasure he gives me is so intense that my panties become wet.

“Tell me if you want me to stop, Khariss,” he said again quietly. I wanted to tell him to stop, but my body told me otherwise. I bit my lower lip before slowly raising my head to meet Uno’s gaze, which is now fixed on me as if he wants to devour me.

“N-No, continue,” I said softly, embarrassed because I had no idea the day would come when I would do this in public. I know it’s inappropriate, but it thrills me.

I’m not sure, but I’ve always loved thrills since I was a kid. I can’t explain why, but I enjoy it when I’m experiencing it.

“Wow, what a naughty girl,” he grinned before touching me directly. He leaned in close and whispered again. “Be sure to hold your voice.”

I nodded like a good girl and bit my lower lip sealed to prevent any moan from escaping. I could feel my breathing starting to deepen when Uno rubbed his finger on my clit until his middle finger reached the entrance of my femininity.

“I’m going to finger you,” Uno whispered and I nodded. After that, he kissed me while inserting his finger inside me.

“Nghh!” I moaned as Uno play around inside me with his finger.

“S-slower,” I said as he lowered his kiss to my neck and continued to finger me using two of his fingers.

“Faster?” he asked, and I gasped when he suddenly speeded up, causing me to moan loudly.

“Ahh—” Uno quickly covered my mouth with his free hand, and I glared at him, my eyes tearing with pleasure.

“Asshole, I said slower,” I whispered through gritted teeth but he just grinned, obviously teasing the hell out of me.

“There must be something wrong with my hearing.” he shrugged, and I just rolled my eyes before holding his hand and stopping him from moving.

“Do you need any assistance, Ms. Kharris?” asked the woman outside. I swallowed hard and looked at Uno as he mouthed that I should answer the staff.

“Ah, y-yes,” I replied at the same time I widen my eyes at Uno because he continued to move his finger. I was afraid it would make a noise as he thrusts his finger inside me.

“Can you get me a smaller size of the dress with a front lace design?” I asked, looking at Uno, who was now smiling and seemed proud of me. Ugh! I really hate him.

“OK, I’ll check for a smaller size,” the staff said before leaving. I sighed a breath of relief and was about to scold Uno, but he pulled out his finger and fixed my messy hair using his one hand.

“Let’s finish this later.”