I found my mate, but he's a player

The Mall

Mya's POV

After the orgasming breakfast, Trevor decided to take me shopping just to get my mind off of last nights incident. We went to the plaza and then downtown. We were walking down the street when some man ran into me, making me drop my drink. 

" Ahh!" I seethed as the cold coffee seeps thru the light, flowy shirt. The guy just kept walking. 

" Hey!" Trevor called after the guy. " Aren't you going to apologize??" Trevor growled. The guy just pulled out a blade that looked like silver and dripping of some thing liquid, obviously dipped in something. 

" I suggest you just move along." The guys raspy voice growled back. I sniffed the air and I gasped. 

" Trevor, it's fine. I mean it's my fault anyways." I tried pulling him back but he didn't budge. 

" You should listen to your lady." The man whispered. Trevor just glared at him. The man got closer to Trevor with the blade. I tried pulling, pushing, convincing, everything to move him. Then I got an idea that might work. 

I pushed myself against his body and began pulling against his pants and I felt his body tense. I got up on my tippy toes, grabbed his face, and kissed him tenderly. At first he didn't respond, but then he kissed me back. 

" Please Trevor," I whispered. " For me?" He growled and finally gave in. We walked away, but Trevor was kind of holding back. I grabbed his hand and squeezed my hand. He exhaled deeply and squeezed my hand back.

We went to PAC Sun to get some more bikini's for me to go to the beach in and he stood there checking me out. When we went to the cashier, the girl kept checking Trevor out. I got a little mad, and I raged........ a little bit.

" That will be 15.75." her high, squeaky voice said while eyeballing Trevor. She was wearing a short pink frilly skirt with a white tank-top ( my slut alert is going crazy). I pulled out my wallet and began getting out the money.

" Would you please stop fucking my boyfriend?" I said without any emotion and looking up from my wallet.

" Um, squeeze me?" she dramatically put her hand on her hip.

" I said, stop. Eye. Fucking. My boyfriend. Have some dignity. If you don't know the definition of dignity, it means having self-respect and worthy of honor." I smiled. I put a twenty on the counter. She angrily grabbed the twenty and grabbed my change.

" Keep the change. You can go buy something nice, and something more than a piece of fabric that barely covers your junk." I smiled sweetly and she gasped. I fake gasped and put a hand over my heart.

" Is this the first of this your hearing?? Sorry to break it to you honey, but your a slut, S-L-U-T." She glared at me as she just handed me my bag. " Tootles!" I shrieked. She scoffed. I laced my arm into Trevor's and skiped out. Trevor still trying to comprehend what was happening. When we were a good three, four stores away, I stopped skipping and walked normally.

" What was all that 'bout?" Trevor asked. I laughed.

" You didn't notice?" I scoffed. He shook his head no. " The cashier was practically eye fucking you. And I wanted to show her that you belonged to me, and no one else." He smiled, and kissed my nose. I closed my eyes and exhaled.

" I will always belong to you babe." I reached up and lightly kissed him on the lips. He pushed in but I pulled back.

" We're at the mall Trevor." I whispered. He groaned and just settled for putting his arm around my waist. We walked around for a bit until I got hungry.

" Trevor, I'm hungry. Can we go eat?"

" I was waiting for you to ask." He smiled. We walked to the food court and there were some gazing eyes that happened to land on me. Trevor must of got protective and wrapped his arm tighter around my waist. This one guy challenged Trevor's arm around my waist, and Trevor growled. The guy just raised an eyebrow. Trevor got fed up and went over to show him who owns me.