Page 60 of Disobedient Pawn

NOVEMBER 9 – WEDNESDAY 6:55 PM

Myles

The other guys I hung out with were stupid, that was the only explanation, and I could say that with certainty. None of them liked to go shopping with a girl, but not only was Ren proving to be a lot of fun when she finally let her guard down a little, but she was sexy as hell. I was having way more fun than I should be, grabbing outfits by the handful and handing them into the stall for her to try on.

The other thing I figured out was that the more complicated the outfit, the more she needed my help. I was getting really good at helping with zippers on tops and dresses. I loved watching her shiver as I brushed my fingers along her neck or down her back when I unzipped her. I was so fucking hard after half an hour that I was tempted to drag her into an empty stall. Ripping the mini skirt and low-cut top off her were vivid images in my mind as she did her little turn at the end of the aisle and walked toward me.

She was a fucking wet dream, and there was no doubt I would need a cold shower when we got back to school.

“What do you think,” Ren asked. She pulled on the bottom of the skirt, and as she bent over, the low-cut top gave me an unobstructed view of her tits that made my mouth water.

“I think it’s too revealing,” I said, picturing all the guys at Sacred Heart Academy and what they would try when they saw her in this outfit. I hadn’t planned on going to the party, but I sure as fuck was now. I wasn’t leaving her alone with that bunch of horny fucks. I’d end up ripping their arms off their bodies.

“You think?” She looked up and sighed.

Unable to stay seated any longer, I stood and stepped into Ren’s personal space. Grabbing her hips, I growled low and pulled her into my body. Her eyes widened as she leaned back, staring up at me like she was frozen by shock or fear, maybe both. I liked her off her game. I liked this as much as her sharp wit and sass. Every muscle flexed as I leaned down close to her ear.

“I want ya so bad that all I can think about is ripping this outfit off of ya and fucking ya against the wall. I’m barely able to contain myself, yer so fucking sexy, Snowflake. So whether it’s right or not, trust me when I tell ya it’s too revealing to be wearing to the party. Unless ya want every guy begging to fuck ya hard all night long,” I whispered and then groaned as she shuddered in my hold and swallowed so loud that I could hear it.

“I…I…I ah,” Ren mumbled, and I smirked.

“Get the outfit ya had on before this. It’s hot, but not so hot that ya will blow the end of everyone’s cock off, and ya won’t be fiddling with the tight jeans like ya are with the skirt. Ya seemed the most comfortable in it.” She nodded but didn't try to speak.

I needed to let her go, but my fingers didn’t want to work, and we stood there like two statues, each waiting for the other to make the next move.

“Oh, I love that group. How did you get tickets?” A girl was talking on the phone as she walked into the changing room. Saved by the bell? I wasn’t sure. My body was craving a whole lot more, even though I could feel that it would be too much too fast. Ren wasn’t acting like someone with a ton of experience, and I finally had her out alone, having a good time. The last thing I needed to do was fuck it up again.

“I know one of the guys that runs the ticket place, and I gave him a little extra payment to be the first to purchase,” the voice coming through the girl’s phone said.

I stepped away from Ren as the girl passed, telling her friend to be quiet and that she was on speakerphone. Luckily, she went to the far end of the changing room to continue her conversation.

“You gonna get changed,” I asked Ren, who still hadn’t moved. Her eyes were glued to mine, and even though she wasn’t trying, she was testing my resolve. Those silver eyes of hers sparkled under the little spotlights above us. “Go before I do something like kiss ya, ‘cause if I start, there is a good chance I’m not gonna stop.”

Ren’s cheeks flamed a vibrant red before she dashed into the changing room and closed the door with a bang. I smirked as I glanced down to still see her heels on the other side of the door like she was leaning against it. Forcing myself to look away, I leaned down and picked up our jackets before sitting down and laying them on my lap to try and hide what was going on in my jeans.

I needed to think about something else. Anything but the feel of Ren’s soft skin and the sweet scent of cherries I smelled every time I leaned in close. Or how I was dying to wrap her long hair around my hand. Closing my eyes, I pinched the bridge of my nose and started running through all the school projects I needed to get done by Sunday. It took a few minutes, but my body began to cool off, and I could think straight.

Fuck, she just did something to me.

“I’m ready. Are you okay,” Ren asked, and I jumped as her hand touched my forehead.

“Yeah, I’m good.” She had the outfit for the party draped over her arm. “You’re still getting the skirt outfit too?” I lifted my eyebrow in question.

“I might have a place to wear it one day. I like the way it looked.” She smiled, and I almost jumped out of the seat to leap on her like a fucking animal. She was making me nuts. “I have an idea. How would you like to help me spend an exorbitant amount of money?”

Pushing myself out of the seat, I followed her. “I’m always up for spending money, but why?”

Ren handed over the clothes to the woman behind the counter. “Let’s just say I have a score to settle with my father.” She pulled out the fancy credit card with a minimum hundred thousand limit.

“Okay, in what way exactly?”

The girl bagged the clothes and handed over the receipt. When we stepped outside, Ren pointed to the massive chain store with multiple levels of everything. They had clothes, electronics, and even food.

“I’m still not getting it.”

“They do delivery, right,” she said.

“I think so…I don’t really know.”