Page 34 of Off Limits Mogul

I’m not going to survive this.

Unaware of my mental anguish, she saunters into the shop.

I’m rooted in place.

I’m taking my best friend’s little sister lingerie shoppingforsupersexy combos.

I must have a death wish.

Noah is built like a tank. He’s going to strangle me and then kill me.

Keira pokes her head out. “Are you coming in?”

“Right behind you,” I say.

Since I don’t date, and I can’t remember the last time I hada girlfriend, I never set foot in a lingerie shop. Walking into French Applique´ is like entering paradise. Every corner of the store jacks up my senses.

This is torture.

“Hello, I am Nadya. I help you find something you like?” A tall blonde with a strong Eastern European accent smiles wide.

“Hi, Nadya, it’s not for me. It’s for her.”

We all laugh.

“A man take woman to shop for the lingerie? So sexy?” Nadya beams.

My eyes grow wide at her comment. “I’m?—”

“I know, right?” Keira giggles. “I’m such a lucky girl,” she says in a coquettish voice. She even has the audacity to lace her arm with mine.

What the hell is she doing?

She glances up at me, her ridiculously long eyelashes fluttering a mile a minute. “Thank you for spoiling me, baby.”

Baby?

The words travel straight to my cock.

Nadya claps her hands together. “What you need?”

Keira turns her attention to me. “What would you like to see me in, baby?”

I shoot her a warning look.

Her grin only widens.

“I help,” Nadya says, pulling our attention to her. “What you like more? Baby-making combo? Role-playing? Virginal? Romantic? Fire hot to bring him down to knees?”

That last one is an option?

“At French Appliqué, all is possible,” Nadya says.

Like an old-fashioned slide presentation, images of Keira in each tempting combo flash in front of my eyes, the clicking sound of the carousel thumping in rhythm with my pulsating cock.

My mouth is dry.

My eyes bounce from the blonde to the pint-sized brunette.