Sorry it's up so late, guys! I know you're all probably really upset with me, but between my mom giving birth and my grandparents coming in, I haven't had much time. Plus, I got stuck trying to figure out what to write in the middle of the chapter. I knew what I wanted, but I just couldn't write. I also have no clue what VS is supposed to look like- I had to look up the store and some of their stuff. I've been to Pink once- but I was little and that was forever ago, and I was with my mom.
So anyway, here you go! I hope ya'll like it! :-)
"Why'd you drag me to the mall? I thought you hated this place." Zach asks as we walk hand-in-hand through the mall.
"I don't hate it, I'm just not a big fan of shopping." I reply. "On second thought, shopping's ok. But with Bex and Macey…" I internally shiver. "Nightmare!" I say in a high-pitched voice.
"You didn't answer my question. What are we doing here?"
"Well, I was thinking we could just walk around, see if anything looks interesting…" My eyes stop on one store- one that'll drive Zach crazy. I smirk inwardly.
"Sounds good to me." Macey would be very proud of me.
"I actually need to run into Victoria's Secret, now that I think about it…" I move closer into Zach. "Wanna come in with me?" I make sure to brush his ear with my lips. I see him swallow.
"S-sure."
"Come on, then!" I pull him with me as we advance towards Victoria's Secret.
"Hey, Zach!" I call over to him, at the table a couple feet away from me. He looks at me. "What do you think of this?" I hold up a crème and dark blue demi-bra with a lace trim. He picks up a matching pair of lace panties and smirks at me.
"I like it, but you're only getting it if you buy these, too." He replies.
"Done deal, 'cause I love this bra." I wink at him. I continue looking through a pile of bras when I feel Zach come up behind me.
"Why don't you try it on for me?" he whispers in my ear while wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Later." He kisses my neck. "Let's pick some more stuff out first."
"Okay." He grabs a black and white push-up bra. "I like this one a lot."
"It is nice." And it is push-up…
"Just by the way, Cam, those cheekini things or whatever? There's this one pair that I think you'll love, and it sounds like it shows off your butt cheeks, so…" I blush a light shade of red. "I'm all for it, if you want to see it."
"Sure."
"One sec, 'k?" His hand slides across my lower back as he pulls away. I follow him with my eyes, and watch him as he picks out the pair he mentioned. It's all black… wait, does it have a little red there…?
Zach holds up the pair when he stands in front of me. They're black lace with a red ribbon running around it, with a little bow in the front.
"These are perfect for the bra I found! And I really love them." I take them from him. "You know me so well." I smile up at him and then pinch his cheek. He glares at me and pouts. I just laugh at him and then look back at the table to find the bra. I show it to him, and I hold up the pair of underwear next to it. "Whataya say?"
"Looks great." I smile at him.
"Now I need to look at what I really came here for." I move away from the table and walk towards the shelves with the sport bras.
"And what's that?" he follows me. "Oh."
At first I just look at them, trying to find the bras that are my size. My eyes land on one- navy with a maroon trim- that's supposed to cover the whole middle of your back.
"Hey, Cam? I see one that you might like." He points to the one I've been staring at. "Cam?" I look at him and then back at the bra. He chuckles. "I take it that you do like it, then?"
"Mmhmm. I'm definitely getting it." I pick it up. "Do you have anything else you want me to try on? 'Cause I want to start."
"I want you to try on everything in here, but I don't think that's gonna happen. I did find some stuff, though…"
"First up, something I found really cute. A reddish lacy, well, dress sorta thing." I open the door and lean my arm against it. "Whataya think?" I ask Zach. His eyes travel up my body, stopping at my eyes.
"It's got a really cute and innocent look to it, but we both know you're not like that anymore." He winks at me. "It really compliments you, and it looks great."
"Next one, then." I smile at him and walk back into the stall, shutting the door. I slowly take the piece of lingerie off, and pick the next outfit- an ice-pink satin halter-top. A little different from my usual colors- they have the same thing in navy and black, too- but I thought I'd have a little fun. I slip on a pink lace-trim thong to go with it.
I walk back out, and glance in the mirror once more. I see a sexy girl- woman- who looks very happy, and so not like the girl who's really looking in. Three years ago, if somebody told me that I'd go lingerie shopping with my boyfriend (fiancé, really), I would've freaked. I've changed a lot since then; from this shy girl who obeyed everybody, to someone out-going who didn't put up with anybody's crap. I'm more confident and sure of myself now than what I used to be.
I crash back into reality as Zach walks up to me and pushes me up against the little bit of wall next to the door. He runs his hands down my waist and up my bare thighs.
"What more've (I know it's not an actual word, but that's what it's supposed to sound like when Zach says it) you got for me?" he asks me.
"A lot more. You just sit back down and enjoy." I push him off of me and slip past the door, closing and locking it before he can sneak in. A giggle escapes my lips as he groans in frustration.
I put on the navy and crème bra, along with the panties Zach insisted I have to get with it.
"Zach? You still there?" I say as I knock on the door. "I don't want you falling in as I open the door."
"I'm sitting down!" he calls. I shake my hair out, making it a little messy, then walk out.
"I like the way this looks together. You?" I cock my head to the side and bite my lip as I lean into the doorway. He nods, drinking me in with his eyes. I saunter over to him, letting my hips move at their own accord and lean down to kiss him lightly on the lips. I walk backwards, keeping eye contact with him all the while, until I shut the door closed. I run a hand through my hair and calm down my breathing. I've got him so worked up, that it's getting to me and making me hotter than I should be.
Next, I slip on the black and red panties along with the bra. If only I had my devil trident with me…
I open the door and hug the side- my hair flipped over my shoulder- in a pose. I laugh quietly at how ridiculous this must look, but Zach's gaze makes me think otherwise.
"Turn around," he commands. I obey, twirling lightly. "I love it. Shows off your ass perfectly, too."
"Only you, Zach. Only you would say that."
"Who else would, besides Bex and Macey?" I can't help laughing at that.
"You're right." I shake my head. "Let me just try a couple more things on."
I try on the black and white push-up bra and slip my underwear and shorts back on. I don't think I've ever worn a push-up bra that was this comfortable…
I walk out once again,
"I really like it." Zach says.
"I do, too. It's super comfortable and I think it looks good." I say.
"Yeah, definitely. I think I'm going to go look for another something. I'll be right over there-" he points to the area that's right next to the changing rooms. "Just call me when you come back out, okay?"
"Sure thing." I smile at him, and he smiles back. I walk back into my little changing room. This is good- really good. Now I can pull off my surprise. He thinks I've only got my sport bra left- but after I try it on, I'm going to throw on a sexy piece of black lingerie, that's all lace. It'll be his breaking point, I'm quite sure of it.
I walk back out with my sport bra on; I feel so free wearing it. It'd be perfect to dance in.
"Hey, Zach. Does it look ok?" I call out to him. He looks at me and smiles, giving me two thumbs-up. I smile back and then walk in. He thinks I'm changing back into my clothes- boy, is he wrong!
I slip into the black lace, feeling a little too exposed, but excited nonetheless to see Zach's reaction.
I walk out, but I'm immediately pushed back in. A hand covers my mouth and another lands on my hip.
"If you're not quiet, I'm going to make this hurt much more than it should." I hear a familiar voice say.
But could it really be…?
I take a better look at the person and see him.
Josh.
His hands are now roaming my body, touching my exposed skin. His touch makes me squirm and shiver in disgust, but he takes it as a sign of pleasure.
"You see? You and I were always meant to be… then that asshole came into the picture, ruining any chances I had with you." He says.
"You lost that chance a long time ago, Josh. You're the asshole, not Zach. You turned into a complete jerk. Now get the hell off of me!" He chuckles darkly.
"Nuh-uh, Cams. I'm gonna have my way, whether you like it or not."
"This is considered rape, you know. If I were you, I'd back off before you get seriously injured."
"By whom, darling? You're lame excuse of a boyfriend? You can't hurt me."
"Fiancé, actually." I show him the ring and his eyes widen. "And I can kick your sorry ass."
"He like knock you up or something? Guess you're not as innocent after all, hmm?" He pushes himself harder against me. I struggle against him, trying to find the best angle and place to hit him- and hard. He groans quietly, his eyes fluttering shut.
"That feels so good, Cams." He whispers. I wrinkle my nose.
Now's the perfect time to just knee him…
I knee him in the crotch and push him, just as I hear a knock on the door.
"Cammie? You ok?" Zach asks through the door. Josh groans in pain. "Cammie?" I kick him in the stomach and he falls backwards, clashing with the door. I open it, knocking him in the head. He falls on his stomach. I look up at Zach, who is staring wide-eyed at me.
"Now I'm ok. I think. Can you please get him out of here?" I say, pointing at Josh. Zach pulls at his feet, dragging him into the hall. Zach kicks at him, cursing him every few seconds, along with 'don't you ever touch my girl again!'
"Thanks, Zach." I tell him as he comes up to me and hugs me.
"Anytime. As long as you're safe." He hugs me tighter. "But sh*t, Cammie, do you seriously expect me to be calm when you're wearing this?" He lets his hands travel down to my ass. I take his head in my hands and kiss him deeply, pulling him closer to me.
"I wanted you to take me in the dressing room and be as rough as you possibly could, but that asshole over there ruined my plan." I say when I pull away.
"Are you angry at him?"
"Hell, yeah! And you should be, too, and not looking so smug!"
"Oh, I'm mad, but if we can just stay in here a little longer… I wouldn't mind some hot, angry sex. You?"
"I can work with that," I whisper in his ear. He pushes me back into the room and locks the door, both of us ignoring the boy who's on the floor in pain.
Zach's hands pull off the outfit, leaving me completely nude in front of him. He throws his shirt over his head as I unzip his pants and bring them to floor, his boxers following soon after. I harshly pull him to me, crashing my lips against his. He returns the kiss furiously, slipping a finger into my wet entrance. I moan against his lips and he takes that moment to slip his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues battle as he adds another finger into me and starts to move faster. His other hand is playing with my left breast; pinching my nipple and rolling it between his fingers. I arch into him and rake my nails down his back. He hisses and pulls his fingers out of me, and then he quickly thrusts into me. I wrap my legs around his waist and he pushes me up against the wall, moving deeper inside me. I nip at his neck, taking his flesh in between my teeth. We rock against each other, moving frantically.
I cum once, and just as I think I'm about to collapse, Zach turns me around.
"Get on all fours." He instructs. I do, and I get even wetter with anticipation of what's going to happen. He thrusts into me from behind, taking me harshly and from time to time, he slaps my ass. We moan and scream each others' names, moving faster and faster together, until we both finally find our release.
I fix my shirt for the billionth time since leaving Victoria's Secret. I have the bag hanging off my left hand because my right arm is wrapped around Zach's middle. After our little Josh episode and the hot sex in the dressing room, we've been glued to each other. When I paid for my stuff (Zach insisted, but I turned him down), the saleslady gave us a knowing look. I blushed a bright shade of red, mumbling a thank-you when she handed me the bag. Zach even looked a little embarrassed- I could've sworn he was a blushing a little, too.
"Cammie, you're fine. It doesn't look like you just had mind-blowing sex with me." Zach says, winking at me.
"Oh, shut up." I say, looking straight ahead of me. My eyes land on a bookstore. I look at Zach, who didn't notice my glance. I grin. "Let's go this way." I steer us towards the bookstore.
"Where are we going? Another clothing store?" I glare at him. He just smirks at me. I continue walking, completely ignoring him. His smirk slowly fades as he realizes where we're going. "Ugh, no. Cammie, you always take forever in there."
"You can look at the music, and I'll join you when I'm done with my book fix. Understood?" I give him a look.
"Fine…" he grumbles. He lets me drag him into the bookstore. As soon as we walk in, a huge smile takes over my face. Zach shakes his head at me, chuckling.
"I'll meet you soon!" I tell him as I practically run over to the fiction section.
"You're such a little girl." Zach tells me as he walks past me, on his way to the shelves filled with tons of different albums.
"Just because I love books and reading, doesn't mean you need to be mean about it." He just shakes his head. "Fine, be annoying." I watch him for a couple more seconds as he starts leafing through the music albums.
"Sometimes I'd rather be with a book than with you, anyway." I mumble under my breath, tracing the book covers with my fingers.
That's it! What did ya'll think? Was it ok?
And bye-bye, Josh! :-D
Uch, I'm so annoyed that school is starting soon... :-( What about you guys? Truthfully, I've got mixed feelings, but whatever... ;-)
I've got a baby sister!