store would appreciate me trying on any underwear like that without at least buying it afterward.”
Harley swallowed as her mouth went suddenly dry at the thought of Blaise being naked under the slightly formfitting jeans he wore. She shouldn’t have looked, but she couldn’t help herself. She dropped her gaze to his fly, checking out how large the bulge was behind it. It appeared to be a good size.
Not wanting to be caught gawking at his crotch, Harley quickly yanked her gaze back up to Blaise’s face. “I’ll buy it for you.”
“Pardon?”
“You try it on, then I’ll buy it for you.”
“That would mean you’d have to buy two.”
She shrugged. “So be it. I don’t mind.”
Blaise took the thong from her. He returned it to the spot where she’d gotten it, then selected the same one but without the hearts. “If I’m going to have to keep it, then I want one without the metallic gold. Not exactly my style.”
“You’ll do it then?”
“Yes. Who am I to turn down a beautiful woman?”
Blaise headed for the single changing area in the men’s section. It was in the corner with only a heavy black drape to close it off from the rest of the store. He stepped into it and tugged the curtain around the rod until he was hidden from sight. Harley stayed just outside it. She listened to the rustle of clothing on the other side. Seconds later he called her name.
“I’m right here,” she said.
“Okay. As far as your concerns go, none of that is going to be a problem.”
“All right, but can I see what it looks like on you?” It was pushing it, asking Blaise to model it for her, but if she were really lucky, he’d do just that. “You don’t have to come out here. You can open the curtain a bit and I can take a quick peek.”
He did as she said, stuck his hand out and tugged her inside before he quickly shut the curtain again. Harley would have protested, knowing full well if they got caught they would be kicked out of the store, but seeing Blaise in nothing but the thong left her speechless. She couldn’t stop herself from running her gaze over his body. His chest was well-padded with muscle that was cut, as were his six-pack abs. His legs were just as muscular.
She stopped at the front of the thong and licked her lips. Oh man, Blaise’s body was definitely well-proportioned. There was no hiding the size of his cock in that poor excuse for men’s underwear.
Harley quickly pulled her wits about her, then said, “The front looks really good. How about the back?”
Blaise turned away from her. Harley started at his wide back, which tapered to a narrow waist. A little lower and she stared at the finest butt she’d ever seen. It looked hard enough to bounce a quarter off it.
“Liking what you see?” he asked.
Harley tore her gaze off his butt and found him looking over his shoulder at her. “Yeah.” That single word came out breathy.
He gave her a wicked grin. “I bet you want to give it a good smack. Go ahead. I dare you. I might even like it.”
God help her, but she really did want to. Her fingers itched, that was how badly she wanted to learn that muscular ass with her hands. And she could test its firmness with a few well-placed taps.
“Is everything all right in there?” a salesgirl asked.
Harley jumped, the spell of lust that had come over her breaking in an instant. “Yes, we’re fine.”
“Then I’m going to have to ask you to leave the changing area. We don’t allow men and women in there together.”
“I’m coming out now.”
Harley gave Blaise one last wistful look before she slipped through the curtain, trying not to reveal too much of him to the salesgirl as she did so. She smiled at the other woman as she yanked the drape closed behind her.
The saleswoman gave Harley a knowing smile and leaned in closer to say quietly so only the two of them could hear, “If I had one of those, I’d be right in there with him as well. The only problem is if my manager
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