I knew I shouldn’t have gone out like this.
I knew I shouldn’t have gone out like this.
Just a hoodie dress. Nothing underneath. The moment the supermarket doors slid open and that blast of cold air hit my bare skin, my nipples hardened so fast it almost hurt. The soft fabric brushed over them with every breath, making me shiver and clench my thighs.
God, I was already getting wet.
I tried to act normal, pushing a basket along, pretending to compare prices, but every step made the hoodie sway and skim over the tops of my thighs. The tiniest touch and I felt a throb deep between my legs, warm and slippery, spreading far too quickly.
I bent down for something on a lower shelf, and the hem lifted higher than I meant it to. Cool air rushed right between my legs, leaving me exposed for a heartbeat. I had to bite down on a whimper as a pulse of heat shot through me.
When I stood up, a man across the aisle was looking at me..
If he only knew how wet I was… how close I was to losing control right there.
By the time I reached the checkout, my hands were shaking. Scanning items felt impossible with the hoodie brushing exactly where I was most sensitive, the friction maddening, teasing, never enough.
Walking back to my car, I could feel slickness warm against my inner thighs, every step sending a delicious shiver through me. My nipples were so hard they throbbed with each heartbeat, begging for touch.
I barely got the door closed before I let out the breath I’d been holding.
I wasn’t done.
Not even close.
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