“Time to get back to work,” he says, taking my hand and leading me outside. I do my best to ignore the glances that come my way.
In the street, I move fast, the wind catching my blouse, flashing the traffic that goes by. I dart into the bookstore and close the door as soon as Angelo is inside. He motions toward the window, and I know what he wants me to do.
I lift my skirt, flashing my bare ass at him, gulping hard as I look out at the people passing by. He lowers the blind slowly, dragging the movement out until I’m begging him to hurry.
“Unless I hear the safe word, I’m taking my time,” he says.
It’s unlikely I’ll say the safe word. I haven’t needed to since we became a couple. “Strip for me,” he says as the blind finally hits the floor. “Make it quick. You’re due to reopen in ten minutes, and we’re not going to be late.”
I whip off my clothes, which is not easy with my bump getting this big. He reaches into his pants, pulling out his cock and walking toward me. “Over the counter,” he says, watching me walk over that way.
I bend forward, wriggling my hips as he approaches me. “Not getting bored of me yet?” I ask.
He swats my ass.
“What was that for?” I ask.
“Counts as putting yourself down. A man never bores of perfection.”
Kneeling down, he licks his way from my pussy up to my ass, standing again and slapping my butt with his cock. “As long as you obey me, we’ll be just fine,” he adds.
He teases my entrance with the tip of himself. I reach between my legs, finding my clit and stroking it gently as he pushes himself into me. “Fuck, that’s so good,” he says, driving all the way inside.
“You’re telling me,” I reply, sliding back and forth onto him, impaling myself on his length. “Don’t ever stop.”
“I won’t. You look so good, Natalie. I fucking love you.”
“Only because I let you fuck me.”
He slaps my ass again. “Because of who you are. Now come for me, my dirty girl.”
“I will.” I move my fingers faster on my clit, rocking in place as he thrusts back and forth inside me. “Oh shit,” I mutter as my orgasm approaches. “I’m coming.”
It hits a second later and I shake with its power. Waves of bliss wash over me as he slams faster and then with a grunt, it happens. He spurts deep into me, thrusting again, filling me to the brim while he groans loudly. “Fuck,” he mutters. “That was so good.”
He slides out of me, pulling me to my feet. “Maybe you should work naked this afternoon.”
“You can’t make me do that.”
“Why not? You’re meant to obey me.”
“I’ll get arrested.”
“Not with my man as sheriff, you won’t.” He sees the look on my face and points a finger at me. “You can wear the blouse and the skirt but no panties or bra until you get home.”
“That I can accept.”
“Better be fast getting dressed. I’m unlocking the door in ninety seconds.”
I manage it. Just. I sit behind the counter, my thighs sticky as he leaks back out of me.
He unlocks the door, and people fill the store within minutes. “Got anything that can help with my sex life?” a woman asks, coming straight up to the counter.
“I have,” I reply, smiling across at Angelo as he raises his eyebrows back at me. “But he’s already spoken for.”