“Done,” he said. She closed the door behind him and he looked at me with a grin. He stood up and then reached down to help me up.
“So, I kind of liked that dress, didn’t you?” He said with a wink.
“Connor,” I blushed as I looked at him. He pressed his mouth against mine and I could taste my juices on him. It was dirty and hot as hell.
“Gemma, you taste amazing.” He grabbed my hand and then ran it down the front of his pants. I could feel his hardness, swollen, waiting, wanting to be inside of me.
“I wish we had more time, but maybe later.” he said with another wink and I blushed. He grabbed my panties and bra off the ground and handed them to me, “Dress yourself quickly.” He said. “I have a feeling Vivian wasn’t joking. She’ll most probably call the manager and we’ll get chucked out, but that’s okay. It was worth it. Don’t you think?” He watched me as I dressed.
I grabbed my panties and pulled them on and then my bra. I looked at him for a few seconds and shook my head.
“I don’t know what happened just now.” I said. My words sounded incoherent. I was barely able to talk. I was barely able to think. I’d never done anything like that before in my life. And yet, even though it had been bad, and even though I felt guilty, it was the best thing I’d ever done in my life.
“I told you Gemma,” he said with a small smile. “Just go with the flow. I’ll blow your world, I’ll blow your mind, I’ll make you think everything you ever wanted was pale in comparison to what I can give you.” He kissed me again and then pulled back.
“This is just the beginning, Gemma. This is just the beginning.”
And with that, he opened the door and left the dressing room. I stood there for a few seconds wondering what the fuck I had just done. Connor had just gone down on me and I had an orgasm on his face. I had just been intimate in a way with him that I hadn’t been with Lucas. And yet, I refused to feel guilty about it. Lucas wasn’t my boyfriend. We’ve never had any conversation about us being exclusive. I could do what I wanted. I was going to take on Connor’s advice. I was going to let the day take me where it would and then tomorrow I’d move on with my life. I deserved a little bit of fun, even if it was the naughty kind.
Chapter 23
I could hear myself singing as I walked into my apartment. That wasn’t unusual, but the song that I was singing was. The outdoor concert had consisted of grunge bands that I’d never heard of before, but I still enjoyed it. I felt high and happy. Just being with Connor had been a different experience.
When we’d left Alexander McQueen, my face had been redder and I’d been more embarrassed than I had ever been in my life. I couldn’t look anyone in the eyes as I’d walked out the store, even as Connor had gone up to the cash register to pay for the dress. I was shocked that he’d done it, but he had a confidence that exuded from him. He just didn’t care. When he joined me outside, he’d winked, handed me the dress, and we’d gone to a restaurant to grab a quick bite and I changed in the restroom.
I walked into my living room and sat on the couch and thought about my day. For a few seconds, I’d wanted to go home after the dressing room incident. I was unsure of what Connor would want to do at the concert, but he’d been a complete gentleman, if grabbing my ass and kissing me every ten minutes was what a complete gentleman did. I didn’t care though. It was fun. It was exciting.
I looked at my phone and debated calling Sarah. I was conflicted. I’d watched Sex in the City many, many times and knew that as a woman, I could do what I wanted to do. There was nothing wrong with me dating different guys and owning up to my sexuality. It wasn’t like I was sleeping with all the guys, and even if I was, if I wasn’t in a committed relationship, there was nothing wrong with that.