Page 66 of Off Limits Mogul

“Sadly, I do,” I say before laughing again.

“Is it the signature perfume of one of youruncomplicatedhookups?”

“That would’ve sent me running the other way.” I can’t stop laughing.

Keira joins me.

“That awful synthetic scent is enough to convince any guy to become celibate for life,” I say. “That’s just wrong. It’s a slap across God’s face. You can’t ever––and shouldn’t try––to imitate a woman’s natural, glorious scent––”

I groan internally when the words come flying out of my mouth.

Her eyes bulge out of her skull.

“Sorry. That was way too much information,” I say.

What was I thinking?

That’s the problem. I wasn’t. She’s so easy to be around, and so easy to talk to.

“Come on, let’s get out of this wet and dirty clothing,” I say.

“Good idea.”

I walk to a basket tucked out of sight.

I unzip my leather jacket and peel it off my shoulders before dropping it in the basket.

My drenched t-shirt sticks to my torso like a second skin.

Unpleasant notes of my body odor tickle my nose, and I grimace.

Someone needs a shower.

“Leave your jacket in the basket.” I glance over my shoulder. “Since it’s still early, we’ll stop by a dry cleaner after we take a shower. If this stuff dries without proper care, it’ll be useless.”

“Sounds good,” she says from behind me.

“We’ll also take our leather pants. We’ll make a pit stop to the cobbler for the motorcycle boots. Bring yours down when you’ve stripped out of them.”

“Okay,” Keira says.

I proceed to remove my boots and soaked socks.

Her presence looms behind me.

When I turn around, I bring my hand to my chest, fearing I’m having a heart attack.

Holy fucking hell.

“Wh––what are you doing?” My eyes travel the length of her heavenly body.

Blood roars in my ears as my cock swells.

“I’m doing what you told me.” She offers a coquettish smile.

“Huh?”

“You said to dump everything in the basket.” She throws my words back in my face. Words I regret ever saying because the sight of her standing a little too close in nothing more than a wet t-shirt and a pair of pink bikini panties. Her white t-shirt does shit to hide her protruding nipples peering through her sheer bra.