Chapter 23

Ella

It’s been a couple of days since the funeral and while I may have checked my feelings at the door, there were still days when all I wanted to do was curl into a ball and hide, knowing that I wasn’t being fair to my brothers all but weighed heavily upon my heart.

Come on girl, get it together, I scold myself, currently at the mall shopping with Kris, having had the urge to leave the house to hopefully get my emotions in check.

“So where too first?” asks Kris, her eyes glancing to me as we move to walk about, the mall semi crowded for being a weekend, the past week being all but a blur to me.

“Mmm, Oh I know let’s go hit up Victoria Secret, there’s a few things I want to pick up” I tell her, remembering the day I came with my brothers, remembering how I had wanted to get some special lingerie for them but was too scared to do it while in front of them.

“Ooo, girl, who’s the lucky man?” chids Kris, unaware there was more than one man in my life, but three special men to be exact.

“No one that concerns you yet” I tell her, hoping she wouldn’t ask for more.

“No fair” whines Kris, attempting to give me her best puppy dog eyes ever, unaware that we were being watched by two men dressed in black, the very same men who I had caught raiding my house that day I had learnt of my parents death.

“Sorry.. But I don’t kiss and tell” I say, a small giggle finally rising at the mention of kissing and actually telling her.

“Please? I’ll tell you if you tell me” attempts Kris, suddenly catching my attention at the possibility of knowing if she finally hooked up with Grant and Hayden for she had been spending an awful lot of free time with them and I was dying to know more.

“Fine, I’ll spill my beans so long as you spill yours, but we’ll do it over lunch, now come on, lets go get spicy lingerie” I reply, finally getting her to drop the subject for now as we both move to enter Victoria Secret. The men in black all but waiting for us to exit the store.

“Hello, and Welcome to Victoria Secret, my name is Deliliah. Is there anything I might be able to help you with?” asks the girl known as Deliliah.

“No thank you, we're just here to browse is all” I admit for while we were here to shop I wasn’t about to tell this girl that, remembering the last time with the lady at the formal wear store and her constant need to watch my men.

“Sure, no problem, just call if you have any questions” and then with that Deliliah moves to leave, Kris and I now free to wander the store as we begin looking at all the different kinds of bras and panties as well as they’re lingerie.

-30 minutes later-

“Ella, come here, come here” calls Kris as moves to call for me.

“What?” I ask, moving to see what she wanted only to see her looking at a faux leather strappy open cup playsuit.

“Kris?” I moved to whisper to her wondering if she knew what that was.

“You should totally try it on” whispers Kris, my eyes wide as she moves to grab me one in a size large, a blush now forming on my cheeks.

“But-But” I stammer, unsure what to say.

“Come on, it’ll be fun, we can even have a little fashion show and take a couple of pictures” smiles Kris as she moves to nudge me playfully, making me wonder if she was partially into girls too.

Just then before I can speak any further does Kris move to drag me off towards a fitting room, spotting one of the larger stalls open do we move to snag it. “Here, put this on and don’t come out until you do” was all I heard as Kris moved to shove me into the room with the new article of clothing in my hand as she did.

Blushing I all but move to do as she says, slowly removing each piece of my clothing until I now stood naked with the room, my strappy red heels being the only item still on me as I move to take the new item that laid before me, the leather strappy playsuit.

I’m so going to hell for this, was all I manage to think as I move to step into it carefully, pulling it up slowly along my body only to pause when I realize I couldn’t get the straps for the bra making me call for Kris.

“Kris, can you help me? I can’t get the bra strap.”

Then as if on cue, does my fitting room door open as Kris slowly moves to enter, closing the door behind her with a click, letting me know she locked it as well. “Sure babe, turn around for me” smiles Kris, her hands moving to clasp the bra closed for me as I move to stare at my feet, Kris’s nickname for me making butterflies dance within the pit of my stomach for sure, we often called each other babe or honey or even boo bear, but it was always done in context, now, her calling me babe seemed to bring on a whole new level of awareness something I wasn’t mentally prepared for as Kris moves to wrap her arms around my waist making me move to focus my eyes on hers from the mirror.

“You look fucking hot in this boo, mmm makes me want to eat you up in a heart beat” whispers Kris, her chin resting on my shoulder as her eyes move to gaze along my body, her hands moving to caress my bare stomach as the straps to the playsuit moved to make intricate patterns along the front of my body, the cups of the bra just barely holding my 38 size C breast in as my nipples sat open for all to see before the straps continued further, criss-crossing along my chest before moving to wrap around my neck giving me the full experience of a bodysuit but with little to no coverage.

“S-Stop, I do not look hot” I stammered, my cheeks getting hotter the longer I stood like that in front of her.

“The fuck you don’t” growls Kris, her hand gently tugging on the back of my suit that apparently had a thin leather strap running up and down my ass as it moved to go between my legs and where it framed my pussy, giving it that crotchless silhouette look.

Biting my lip, I all but moan, my body now aroused with Kris in the room, my mind racing to Reece, Dylan and Caleb and what they would think of me in something like this. “See you're already turned on” smirks Kris as she moves to palm my bare ass, her hand cupping my cheek before giving it a firm smack making me jump.

“KRIS” I cry, moving to spin as I move to look at her face to face, a smirk still gracing her features as she all but moves closer, making me step back until she all but has me pinned to the wall.

“Mmm, I think we should have a little bit of fun before we leave” whispers Kris, her finger moving to caress the spot right between my breasts, her eyes holding that playfulness to them as she moves to kiss me on the lips, my eyes wide at realizing what we were doing.

No… She’s like a sister to me, we-we can’t, I suddenly think, realizing that Kris was now kissing me, in public behind closed doors of a fitting room as my body begins to tremble, my core slightly damp while wearing a very, very sexy playsuit, attempting to get my body to move as I try to push Kris off.

Grabbing my wrists with her hands, Kris all but pulls back her eyes looking at my now shocked expression as she all but moves to speak.

“Relax, I promise not to hurt you” was all I heard as Kris goes back to kissing me.