His Baby Boy (BDSM) (ManxMan) ✔️

nine

"How about this one?" I asked Hal as I walked out of the dressing room. It was a high end store and Hal had asked for a private dressing room. The sales assistant had looked so tense, I thought she was either going to run across the store to find a dressing room or just fling herself onto Hal an lick him like he was ice cream.

There was a sofa and a huge pile of clothes that I and Hal had picked out. I was standing in front of Hal who was smiling at me. I had on a lavender jumper with dark jeans that were skinny but not tight enough. There was a little print of spongebob to the side of the jumper blowing bubbles that spread across my chest and up my shoulders and then stops.

It had to be the most amazing thing I had seen and that was saying something since I had Hally and that stuffie was truly amazing.

"I like this one. I want this one." I said to Hal and he chuckled.

"You can have it sweetheart." He replied and I bounce on my feet. I got back into the dressing room and pulled off the sweater, adding to the little pile of clothes that Hal and I had liked

The next item made me bite my bottom lip. It was a pair of black boxers. I don't even think they're boxers even. The material was soft, lace and black but light enough to be see through,

I checked the price tag and almost ran out of the dressing room. It cost the same as my rent, three figures. But it was so soft plus there was a chance that if I slipped them on, it would have to be bought.

I peeked out of the dressing room and stared at Hal who just raised a brow at me.

"What is it, sweetheart?"

"It's about um... this." I said, holding out the lace boxers. "Do I have to try them on?"

"I'd like it if you try them on. I want to see how they'd look like on you." Hal said, getting up from the sofa. "Would you like it if I put it on for you?"

I feel heat spread up to my cheeks and I shyly shook my head in response. "I'll put them on. But can I call you in when I'm done? So you can see it? I don't want others to." I said to Hal who stared at me with this glint in his eyes, like he was looking at something spectacular.

"Take your time."

I got back into the room and pull off the white undershirt I had been wearing with the jumper as well as the jeans before I slid on the lace boxers. The material felt awesome against my skin, hugged my ass and sat on my waist. It stopped a little ways before midthigh and I looked good. Like really good.

My hair was falling into my eyes, my body was small and lanky but had filled out with how much food Hal has been getting me to eat with each date we've had.

I looked... wow.

I cleared my throat before calling for Hal who stepped into the room. It was big enough for two as well as a table for the clothes and a large mirror but Hal was bigger and taller and it felt like the room had shrunk in size.

His eyes zeroed in on the black lace I had on and he takes a step closer to me, his right hand reaching out, knuckles slowly touching me. Judging from the look on his face that I could see through the mirror, I could tell he liked it.

"You like it." I voiced out and he hums.

"I knew it was going to look good on you but baby, you look gorgeous." Hal said, his voice a bit thick as he stared. He looks away from the lace and locks eyes with me through the mirror.

"I'm glad you like it, daddy." I said and that was all it took for me to be spun around and pushed against the wall, a gorgeous man raising me up until my legs were wrapped around his waist, his lips meeting mine.