I chuckle and rub her shoulders. I get gloves on her and then show her how to go at the bag. Being able to adjust her hips, touch her shoulders, touch her body and see her violent bursts in every punch is so hot.
I can’t control my cock when I adjust her against me and cradle her hips with mine. She pants and looks over her shoulder. “Put it away, Krolik.”
Groaning, I tighten my grip on her hips. “You know that’s not possible. Just ignore it until you’re ready to pounce on it.”
She gets in a few more punches, then kicks the punching bag hard. She sighs and then sits on one of the weight-lifting benches. She stretches and rolls out her neck. “Maybe you can be my personal trainer, Hunt.”
“I’d like that ... probably a little too much based on this.” I motion to my still hard cock.
Valerie smiles slightly. “You have this weekend off right?”
“I do.”
“Good.” I’m hoping that “good” means she’s willing to get naughty right here and now. “We can decorate and carve pumpkins. We need some costumes.”
Of course. She’s focused. I take a slow breath and see her hop excitedly. I can’t deny her when she’s obviously so thrilled. “Then let’s get cleaned up and go shopping.”
Valerie blinks a few times. “Really?”
“Yup. We can go to every store. No budget, just whatever Halloween stuff you want. Décor, costumes, makeup, food, snacks, movies all of it.”
“All the stores I want to go to?”
“Who says I won’t get into the spirit of things.” I kiss her temple. “But if you keep delaying, I might get distracted, dorogaya.”
She arches an eyebrow as I jerk her against me. “We haven’t fucked here yet. Maybe we should fix that.”
“I’m gross, Hunt.”
I bite her bottom lip. “You’re sexy as hell.”
She squirms against me and runs for a shower, making me chuckle. Before we leave the house, Lief joins us. He notices how excited Valerie is and immediately wants in.
Valerie, despite being told she can spend whatever she wants, hesitates and evaluates each item intensely while I toss anything that I think would look good in the cart. Lief holds up some fabric thing that spells out happy Halloween, but Valerie has a specific plan.
Orange and black, not gory, not exactly scary, but definitely in season. While we get décor, Lief gets some cookie cutters, frosting, and looks up some recipes so he can get everything we need.
By the time we’re at the fifth store and Valerie has us looking at costumes, I’m exhausted. I’m bent over the cart and can actually feel an ache in my legs. “How much longer, dorogaya?”
“She’s trying on a costume,” Lief says, standing in a Viking hat without any expression on his face.
“Are you getting that?”
He shows me a pirate costume. “I was told to try this on, but I didn’t want to miss her.”
Valerie hesitates as she comes out of the fitting room, then glances around. She clears her throat. “I’m not coming out if there are children around.”
“I love this costume already,” I tell Lief. “no kids.”
She takes one step out, then another, showing off cleavage, a short skirt, and holy fuck. If she so much as starts to bend over, her whole ass will be available. She covers her bottom with her hands and I realize it’s because she has a thong on.
My mouth waters. She is the maid of every man’s fantasy. She rubs her foot down the back of her calf. “It comes with thigh highs and I’d pair it with black heels. I’d need to get some kind of bloomers.”
“For the public’s sake,” I agree, fighting my body’s reaction. “Or a lot of people are going to be blinded for eye fucking you.”
Valerie blushes. “So ...”
“That costume is going in the cart, even if you only wear it at home,” I growl.