Novel & Cerita Free Alexa Riley Books

On Saturday night, I heard a soft knock on my door around 10 PM. When I opened it, Riley was standing there in a short silk robe, loosely tied at the waist. Her hair was damp from a shower, and the scent of her vanilla body wash filled the hallway. “Hey, neighbor,” she said with a lazy smile. “I’m Riley. Sorry for the noise this week. Moving is such a pain.” “No worries,” I replied, trying not to stare at the deep cleavage the robe revealed. “I’m Alex.” She leaned against the doorframe, letting the robe slip open just a little more on one side, exposing the inner curve of her breast.