Chapter 1183

Chapter 1183:

With one hand, Dominic quickly supported my upper body while he held my legs with the other. He enveloped me partially as he continued to thrust inside me. His rhythm quickened until he finally reached his peak, pressing me firmly against the door. I felt his body shaking as he gasped for breath, his length still twitching wildly within me.

As I leaned against the fitting room door, I suddenly realized I could faintly see what was happening outside through the frosted glass. The thought struck me that it might be just as visible from the other side. The soundproofing of the door was definitely lacking. Fortunately, the hallway was empty, which brought me a fleeting sense of relief.

Dominic finally pulled away, leaving me breathless and shivering. He smoothed down my dress, adjusting the fabric that had gathered around my waist, and then pulled up his pants.

In no time, the stylish figure of Dominic stood before me once more.

Makenna’s POV:

Bryan and Clayton were still outside, so Dominic and I quickly wrapped things up, knowing they were waiting for us.

I blushed deeply as I struggled to adjust my wedding dress. Once I was sure everything was in place, I took a deep breath and swung open the fitting room door.

Dominic stepped right behind me, a smug grin playing on his face. He stared at me, and I felt a wave of discomfort. My cheeks flushed even more.

As soon as we stepped out of the fitting room, Bryan could tell something was off. His eyes flicked back and forth between Dominic and me, and his expression turned instantly dark and icy.

He shot Dominic a cold look and growled, “Dominic, what the hell were you just doing?”

Dominic grinned, his eyes full of challenge and arrogance. “What do you think I was doing? I’m sure you can figure it out.”

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The moment the words left his lips, my face turned bright red, and my heart began to pound in my chest.

Seeing the storm brewing on Bryan’s and Clayton’s faces, I panicked, fearing they might start arguing again. In a rush, I blurted out, “So, what do you think of this wedding dress? Does it suit me?”

As I spoke, I spun around in front of them, hoping to grab their attention.

Bryan’s and Clayton’s eyes locked onto me right away, and I could see a flicker of surprise in their expressions.

Clayton’s voice came out a bit rough as he said, “You look stunning.” He took my hand gently, his touch making me feel shy. I looked down and whispered, “Really?”

Bryan didn’t miss a beat, adding, “Absolutely. Makenna, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

Their kind words made my face burn even more, and my heart raced so fast I felt dizzy.

“We’re here to pick a wedding dress for Alice today. Stop staring at me and go find something for her,” I said, lowering my head, my voice shaking a bit with nervousness.

But Clayton didn’t move. He stood there, his eyes locked on me, almost as if he were trying to claim me for himself.

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