When we reach my Mercedes Armored G-Class, I can tell she's impressed with my car with the way her eyes light up. I puff my chest a little as pride fills me. My black G-Wagon shines on its own as it sits there waiting for me to drive her. I've put a lot of time and money on this thing—my own clean money.
"She's a beauty, isn't she?"
Riri's eyes sparkle as she nods.
I open the door for her and she effortlessly gets in, her hands lightly caressing the red leather seats underneath her. And holy fuck does she look so hot in it—my cock agrees as it swells in my pants as if she's stroking it instead of my car. I bite back a groan that threatens to come out.
"Your car is so sexy," she comments as her eyes survey the interior like she's giving it a serious assessment.
Yes, baby, appreciate her.
"Keep telling her that. She loves compliments. She'll purr when I turn her on." A smirk ghosts my lips and I wink when Riri's mouth hangs open.
