Toasty (Cozy #2) - Alexa Riley Page 0,14

spot on her.

“How about both?” I pinch her clit right before I rub her G-spot and send her over the edge. With one final stroke inside of her, I can feel the rush of her release.

She falls apart in my arms as I taste her pleasure and devour it. It’s almost enough to send me into paradise with her, but I hold back. I want to save it until I can be inside her again and I don’t want the next time we make love to be in this limo. She deserves better than the first time, but I was too far gone. Now that I know she’s going home with me, I’m going to take my time.

I savor each squeeze of her pussy and every pulse of her release as I lick her cunt clean. It’s so fucking sweet and juicy that I can’t stop even long after she’s finished. This time there’s no hurry to the finish line, only me enjoying the taste and scent of the heaven between her legs.

“More,” she moans, tangling her fingers in my hair.

“You won’t be able to keep me off of you.”

Just then the limo comes to a stop and I have to leave her warmth. I take my dress shirt off and grab my jacket as I help her sit up.

“I can’t believe you’re going to let me walk out of here like this.” She scowls as I put my shirt on her and then my jacket on top of it.

“It covers more than you were already wearing.” I glare down at the offensive silk and she laughs. “Besides, we’re in the garage. No one is going to see shit.”

“Then why not let me walk out naked?” She raises an eyebrow at me in challenge and I want to bend her over and spank her ass.

“Because I don’t want to fuck you in my garage and I’m going to if I see you step out of this car naked.”

Her mouth forms a perfect O as I get out and then hold out my hand for her to take.

The driver already departed out of the security entrance and left us alone. The garage is attached to the house and holds some of my most-used cars. There’s another on the property that holds a few of the ones I keep for fun, but it’s not practical to have all of them here.

I bought this house right after I met Myra. I didn’t realize it then, but when I met her I began making plans. Lots of them. I sold my bachelor pad downtown and found this place in the country. I had the house renovated the past few years all based on designs she said she liked. I also began to relinquish some of my controlling assets to my cousin and our board members. At the time it was little by little so no one seemed to notice, but I knew that one day I would make Myra mine and I couldn’t keep working at the pace I was going.

Every time I would take her on a work trip, we would tour properties and hotels. I would make a point to ask her what she liked about it and how she would change the design if she didn’t. It took me years to get it exactly right and I'm still not completely sure, but the devil is in the details and I’m her own personal Lucifer.

I can’t wait to bring her inside and not only show her the place that I’ve created just for her, but to be able to fuck her on every surface imaginable. I’ve had fantasies about it for far too long and it’s time I fulfilled some of them.

“You’ve got a ’68 Jaguar?” She turns around with wide eyes and I smile as I pull her against me.

“In Sherwood Green.”

“That’s my favorite car.” Her voice is awed as we walk past it and she trails her fingers along the hood.

“I know.” I watch as her eyes track the curve of the car and for a second I’m jealous at the attention she’s giving it. I had every intention of throwing her the keys, but maybe I’ll wait a little longer. I’m not ready to share that look in her eyes.

“What else have you got in here?” She cranes her neck to look around and I tug her toward the door.

“Later.” This time when I pull her close, I slide my hand up the shirt and to her bare ass.