As they walked idly through the rows of clothing, he kept a slight distance to admire the view of her from behind. Despite her small size, she still had one of the sexiest asses he had ever seen. It was a firm little peach, constantly begging for him to grab onto it. When she turned to glance back at him, this brought him out of his thoughts. "Yes?"

"Are you bored?"

He was taken back by her question. "Do I look bored?"

"No, I just...feel bad for asking you to come with me. I know this isn't exactly 'your thing'," she commented, a small look of guilt coming to her face.

"You said you wanted my opinion, right?" She nodded. "And I offered to come along, didn't I?" Blushing slightly, she nodded again. "I don't mind doing things you like to do, because you do the same for me. That's how a relationship should work," he added, and giving a small smile she simply nodded. "Have you seen anything you liked, yet?"

"Well, I was kind of considering this one," she commented as she reached out to one of the clothing racks next to her, and pulled out a dress. "What do you think?" she asked, holding it up against her body.

He studied the garment in her hands. "I think...we should find you a nicer place to buy you a dress," he stated, earning a playful swat on his arm from her. "Why won't you let me take you to one of the stores I have in mind? You're so damn stubborn, sometimes."

"We've had this discussion, I don't like how expensive they are. It just feels like a waste to me to spend a thousand dollars on something, when I can find something similar for a fraction of the cost. Why are you so intent on wanting me to wear super expensive things?"

He gave a small shrug. "I guess...I just like spoiling you," he admitted quietly, shyness in both his voice and on his face.

Giving a soft smile, she reached up to touch his cheek, making him look back up at her. "You DO spoil me, though. You literally have gotten me anything I've ever shown interest in. Just because it isn't the same price as what you're used to spending, that doesn't change the fact I get what I want."

Her comment earned a smirk from him. "I'd give you the moon if I could, princess," he commented quietly, and leaned down to brush a kiss to her forehead. "I guess from past experience it's just become a habit to want to buy the most expensive things I can find for the ones I've been with, because it was expected of me. I'm still not used to...you, I guess."

She laughed at this. "Well I'm sorry you are currently stuck with a small town girl who would rather go to a thrift shop than an actual store."

"Thank you for not picking a thrift store," he commented, and they both laughed.

Turning serious, she added, "Besides, I'm not attracted to your money...I'm attracted to you, Brian." Unsure of what to say, he simply smiled down at her. "Now will you please give me some actual input?"

Giving into her wishes, he took the dress from her and held it up to more closely examine it. "It kind of looks like something you'd wear to church." When she gave him a look he quickly added, "I didn't mean it in a bad way. It's...kind of innocent looking...like you. So I think it'll compliment you."

She smiled at this. "Hey, I'll take that answer. But that isn't really the look I was going for," she replied, and despite holding on to the dress in her hands she continued to wander down the clothing racks. "Is there anything catching your eye?"

Looking more closely at the clothes around him, he tried harder to find something he liked, when it finally stuck out at him. "Here," he said as he grabbed the hanger it was on, and held it out to her.

Immediately, a look of shock came to her face. "Of course you would manage to find the tiniest thing they sell," she commented as she took it from him, examining the dress.

"It's my special talent," he quipped, making her grin and shake her head. "Come on, let's play dress up," he added, and unable to help herself she laughed as she walked with him over to the dressing room.

When she noticed he was moving to go into the changing space with her, she stopped. "Excuse me, what do you think you're doing?"

He looked down at her. "I wanted to offer moral support," he stated in an innocent tone.

Smirking, she took the dress from him as she said, "Thank you, but I'll be okay. You can wait in that chair." Giving a playful pout, he gave in and sat down, and just as he was reaching for her phone she disappeared behind the door.

As she removed her clothes, she kept glancing at the dress he had picked out, noting to herself how out of her comfort zone this would bring her. Once she was down to her panties, she stared at it one last time, before taking a deep breath and taking it off of the hanger. Surprisingly, she managed to smoothly get it on, and as soon as she looked at herself in the mirror her eyes went big. The dress clung to her like a second skin and stopped just a over her knees, leaving little to the imagination in regards to the shape of her figure. The neckline plunged into a deep V, exposing the cleavage of her breasts. Turning, she examined the back, taking in the way her back was bared all the way down to her hips, and how delicate straps crisscrossed over where skin showed. Still unable to believe this was something this store was actually selling, she continued to examine herself in the mirror. Wait...did she actually find herself feeling attractive in this?

"Do you want to see?" She asked as she peeked her head out of the door to look at him.

He looked up from his phone. "Well yeah. Come on out," he said as he put it back in his pocket to give her his full attention.

"Absolutely not, you come here," she protested, glancing around to see if there were others close by.

He smirked. "Are we being shy?"

"Well...yeah, in this I am," she replied, and finally standing up he laughed.

"You're cute," he stated as he walked over to her, and once she backed up so he could see the full outfit a look of disbelief came to his face.

"Just cute?" she asked coyly, and not saying anything he simply continued to stare. Finally, he lifted a hand and twirled his pointer finger, silently requesting she spin around. Slowly she did so, stopping briefly to let him admire the back of the dress, until she was facing him again. "Well?"

"...I take it back...you're not cute...you're fucking hot as hell," he finally got out, his eyes coming back to hers, and suddenly he was making his way into the dressing room with her.

"Brian, get out," she giggled, pushing on his chest, and gasped when he brought her hand to his already hard cock.

"Look what you did...Do you expect me to walk around like this?" He asked in a low voice, that gravelly tone immediately giving her goosebumps.

"Oh, so I did that?" She asked teasingly, giving a light squeeze to the bulge in her hand, when he suddenly hiked the dress up to gain better access to the juncture of her thighs.

"Mm, you did. The way that dress fits you...fuck, it's almost like you're not wearing anything to me," he commented, his fingers pressing into her.

"Do you want to go home so we can fix that situation of yours?" She asked, and her heartbeat immediately quickened when she saw him reach down to undo his belt.

"I'm not waiting to get home," he replied as her also undid his pants, pushing them down for better access to his cock.

"Do you want my help?" she asked innocently, lightly biting her lip when he gently grasped her jaw.

"I always want your help with this, princess," he murmured, and smirked when she immediately sank down onto her knees. He breathed in sharply when she gave the lightest bite to the tip of his cock, and followed it with a small sigh when she right away took him down her throat. "Good girl," he whispered, bracing a hand against the wall as he watched her. When he tangled a hand in her hair, her gaze when up to his, and that twinkle in her eye she always got when she pleasured him immediately greeted him. She was the only person he had ever been with who somehow managed to look both adorable and sexy as hell when his cock was in her mouth. At one point, he noticed her hand discreetly moving to between her thighs. His gaze stayed intently on her, and while she tried to keep their eye contact she at one point rolled her eyes back, silently telling him she had found her aching clit. "Is there something you want me to help you with, princess?" He murmured, softly running his hand along her hair. She simply looked at him for a moment, before finally nodding, and gave the tiniest moan. "Maybe you should come back up here, then," he added, and quickly she scrambled up to her feet. Immediately, he kissed her hard as he bunched up the dress she was in again, before turning her around and forcing her to bend forward. Bracing herself against the wall, her breath caught in her throat when she felt his warm body suddenly pressed into her, his hands roaming over her bare thighs. Her eyes drifting shut, she bit her lip when she felt him move her panties to the side and his cock brush against her feminine lips. Just as his hand clamped over her mouth he swiftly buried himself within her, his teeth biting hard into her shoulder as his hand hit the wall next to hers. "Shh," he whispered in her ear, and as soon as she nodded he started slowly thrusting into her. Reaching back, she grasped the back of his neck, quietly whimpering at the feel of his teeth sinking deeper into her soft skin and his hand cupping her breast. "You're so wet for me princess...I think you like being my dirty little girl," he breathed in her ear, and shuddering all she could was nod.

"Please," she begged, her voice so quiet he barely heard her.

"Please what?"

"Fuck me...harder...please...I'm getting close," she whimpered, and bit her lip hard when he gave into her wishes, thrusting into her with more force.

"Let go, let me feel you," he panted, and again bit down on her when he felt her spasm around him. He stayed still for a moment, allowing her to catch her breath, before carefully pulling from her and turning her around. Impatiently, he yanked the dress up and over her head, and tossing it to the floor he immediately lifted her up. Wrapping her legs around his waist, he pinned her against the wall and crushed his mouth to hers as he lowered her back onto his cock, amused by how hard she tried to keep the noises of pleasure she was making quiet. Just as he started thrusting into her once more, she panicked when she heard giggles from a group of women approaching the dressing room area. Burying her face in his shoulder, she fought to keep quiet as the other dressing rooms were entered, silently begging for them to not hear them doing the things they were in that small space. "Sounds like we have company...be extra quiet, princess, and I just might reward you for being my good girl," he commented in her ear as he moved with long, deep thrusts into her.

"I'm trying...your cock feels so good, though," she whimpered, scratching at his back and shoulders as their gazes met.

"Does it?" She nodded. "You like the way daddy's cock feels?" Again, she nodded. "Then show me. Let me feel how much you want my cock," he demanded, and brought his attention to her neck with hard sucks and more bites.

Clinging to him, she raised her gaze, and was greeted to the site of them in the mirror. Seeing his large frame overpower hers, and watching his hips flex as he thrusted into her quickly sent her over the edge. "I'm coming...oh fuck, I'm coming," she gasped, and it was her turn to bite down onto him as she tried to suppress her cries. Giving a muffled grunt at the feel of her teeth biting back in return, he immediately joined her, a quiet growl leaving the back of his throat as he buried himself to the hilt in her wet warmth. Slumping forward, he kept her pinned against the wall as they caught their breath, the noise of the women around them loudly talking masking their panting. Finally, he gave her a soft kiss before placing her back on her feet, and the two of them straightened themselves back up. "So was that your way of persuading me to get that dress?" she asked teasingly, making him smirk.

"Did it work?"

She gave a small giggle. "I might need more persuading back home to wear it...but yeah, I'll get it," she replied, making him chuckle as she grabbed the two dresses she had picked out.

"I think I can do that," he commented coyly, and discreetly exiting the dressing room they quickly headed off to make their purchase so they could get behind closed doors back home.