10 | I Did Too

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Instead of rushing to try on the lingerie, I purposefully tried on everything else first, showing Noa each piece as she anticipated for when I would finally slip on the lacy black material.

"Hey, babe—I need some help with this," I called out, forcing myself not to smirk, but it was entirely inevitable.

Upon reaching back to open the door, Noa slid into the dressing room—and almost immediately I could gauge her reaction through the mirror.

Her jaw was set in determination—clearly determined to not take me right there, especially with how her fingers twitched by her sides.

"I just needed you to lace the back up please," I said sweetly.

Noa let out a rough sigh, grabbing the ends of the laces before lacing them onto me tightly—so tightly that I had to press my hands to the illuminated mirror for support, leaning over the slightest bit.

"Jesus, Lunden," Noa clenched her jaw as she tied the end into a bow, taking a large step back from me.

I furrowed my brows innocently, "What? Do you not like it?"

Noa's face hardened slightly.

God, this is fun.

"You know good and fucking well that I don't just like it," she pointed out, her tone lowered.

I smirked at her through the mirror, "So you'd fuck me in this?" I asked, lowering my tone as I batted my eyelashes at her.

Noa pursed her lips into a straight line, "You're referring to it as singular," she said, taking a step toward me, and upon realizing what she meant, my mouth parted slightly.

Well if I wasn't turned on before, I definitely fucking am now.

Still, I forced myself to remain unaffected, "That's good to know—untie me will you?" I asked, holding Noa's stare through the mirror.

Noa hummed coldly, reaching back to the bow she previously tied before pulling it back apart.

Soon after the lingerie was untied, and Noa was out of the dressing room—I gathered all the items I liked, including the lingerie before heading toward the checkout counter.

"I'm paying," I said, halting Noa's hand from inserting her card.

Noa looked down at me, and by the way, her jaw was set and her brow was raised in challenge, I knew that if I argued with her right here in the Chanel store—I'd definitely be receiving a punishment later.

And honestly, the argument just didn't seem worth it to me.

"I mean... if you want to pay, you uh—you can," I said, stumbling over my own words as I thought back to last night, and not even just the spankings that managed to turn me on more wildly than I have ever been before.

But also the way she edged me so badly, that I still feel the ache between my legs at this current moment.

I felt my face burn when Noa's lips twitched up into a smirk, almost as if she were saying, Good girl with just the look coating her face.

"I do want to pay," Noa emphasized, sliding her card into the lit-up terminal before punching in her pin number.

I seriously hate that she even has this effect on me.

Soon after Noa finished paying, we were heading out of the store, and when Noa seemingly headed toward the parking garage, I halted her by placing my arm on her insanely firm bicep, "I actually have more shopping to do," I said, knowing that I actually did need more clothes, but also that it would force Noa to wait even longer to touch me.

Especially after what I had just pulled on her.

Noa's dark eyes traced my face before she reluctantly nodded once, "Lead the way," she said, motioning me forward.

I smiled happily, walking past her as I navigated toward the Valentino store.

The goal was to push her as far as she pushed me yesterday—to stretch out every bit of desire she has until she finally can't take it anymore.

So soon after finishing at the Valentino store—I made sure to head to Gucci, then Louis Vuitton, and even Dolce Gabbana.

It's safe to say, by the time we were finished, Noa was practically speed-walking toward the parking garage with the numerous bags hanging from her arms.

I seriously couldn't help but laugh at the woman while I walked empty-handed due to the fact that she wouldn't let me hold a single bag.

Just as we made it to the car and Noa handed the bags over to the security detail—who got them settled in the trunk, I made sure to say, "I forgot my purse."

I might've purposefully done that... leaving my purse behind with one of the workers and claiming that I needed it to be held for me until I returned.

The perks of having money, am I right?

Noa's jaw practically clenched so hard that I thought it would break.

I'm having entirely way too much fun right now.

"I'll send one of my men to get it," Noa said.

But I only shook my head, "No-no, I got it—it's back at Dolce, and that's only across from the parking garage entrance," I insisted.

Noa inhaled a calm breath, nodding as she motioned me away.

I smiled, happily turning on my heel before navigating back into the mall and toward the Dolce and Gabbana store.

When I arrived back at the store, the blonde worker almost immediately recognized me, venturing off to the checkout counter to grab my purse before returning it back to me.

I smiled warmly at the blonde, "Thank you," I said, sliding her a hundred-dollar bill, which earned a grateful smile from her.

She might actually be the only blonde that I've gotten along with.

As I walked back toward the parking garage, I purposefully took my time, walking slowly as I took in the clean polished mall filled with people shopping and browsing the window displays.

"Wow, if you aren't the most gorgeous girl I've laid eyes on," a deep voice said from behind me, easily making my ears perk up.

I turned my head slightly as I opened the door to the parking garage, "Thanks, but I'm not interested," I said as the man followed me into the dark garage.

Honestly, pushy men didn't even faze me, especially with the training I have.

The man reached for my waist, "Oh come on—just think about one date?" he asked as I instinctively pressed my hands to his chest to push him away.

And before I had a chance to whip out any of my moves on him, his body collapsed to the ground with a bullet hole right between his eyes.

I felt my lips part in a slight shock, "Noa," I called out, knowing it only could've been her behind it.

I mean he was pushy, but he also didn't deserve to be killed.

When footsteps neared me, I turned my head, noticing Noa sliding the Silencer into the back of her waistband.

I really cannot believe she just did that.

"You just—you..." I blinked a few times as her men came to pick up his body.

I mean, yeah I can fight, but I've never actually killed anyone before—I've surprisingly never even witnessed a death, but that's mainly due to the fact that I was kept out of mafia business.

"Killed him?" Noa asked nonchalantly, as if it were the most normal thing ever.

I turned to her, forcing my eyes away from the concrete that once had a limp body on it, "I had it handled," I said, taking a step toward her.

Noa shrugged, "I did too."

I furrowed my brows, pressing my manicured finger to her shoulder, "But I had it handled," I argued back, emphasizing my independence.

Noa's dark eyes glanced down to her shoulder where my pointer finger was placed—clearly expressing her irritation with the dominating action—before she looked back at me.

"Yeah? Well, no one gets to touch you with entitlement but me," she said, taking another step toward me.

My body grew hot—so hot that I practically broke out into a sweat.

God do I hate her for actually being so fucking attractive sometimes.

I mean, she just killed a guy, and all I can think about is her fucking me.

"Noa," I huffed out breathlessly, clenching my jaw to hold some sort of restraint.

Noa's dark eyes carefully traced my face, "Yes?"

"I want you to fuck me—" I dropped my finger from her shoulder, grabbing the silky material of her red shirt before I said, "Right now."

Noa's lips twitched up into a smirk, looking past me as she nodded off all of the men on guard.

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