"Sir, Miss Aria is outside," the attendant whispered urgently, her eyes wide with panic as her hand rested on my cock.
I immediately clamped my hand over her mouth, pressing my palm firmly against her lips to silence her. I didn't want Aria to find me like this, naked, my cock hard and throbbing, with another woman's hand wrapped around it in the middle of a fitting room.
"Alex?" Aria called from outside, her voice curious as she stood just beyond the curtain, clearly thinking I might be in one of the trial rooms.
Neither of us spoke.
I kept my hand over the attendant's mouth, my body tense as I waited for Aria to move on. The attendant's breathing was quick and shallow against my palm, her eyes locked on mine with a mixture of fear and lingering arousal.
I wanted Aria to think I wasn't here.
