Free Licks and Promises (Texas Threesome Book 2) by Em Petrova Page A

while conducting business was probably one of the more uncomfortable moments of her life.
    He grabbed a towel and slung it over her shoulders. She shot him a grateful look and twined the towel around her bare torso.
    “I’m not sure how the weather is there, but you can’t leave the leather outside,” she said.
    “Of course not. Are any of the doors open?”
    “No. The building is locked. I don’t want you to make a trip home with that shipment, so let me think of a place you can leave it.” She tapped her lips with a fingertip.
    Alex raked his hand through his hair. The strands ruffled into peaks then fell softly back to his skull.
    The idea popped into Loren’s head and he spewed it out. “The box truck!”
    “Yes!” Alex smacked the towel and sat up.
    Posy grinned. “Justin, here’s what you do. Around the back, you’ll see an old box truck. It’s open, and you should be able to store the leather there.”
    A few months ago , Loren had purchased the box truck from an old buddy. It was in sore shape and needed a lot of body work, but he saw a diamond in the rough. A tune-up, a little sanding and a great paint job with their logo, and the truck would be perfect for delivering their saddles around the countryside.
    By the time Posy hung up, she was splitting with a smile so big and beautiful that Loren felt like a king. She tossed the phone to the side and threw herself at Loren. He caught her, tumbling back onto the heated sand and cradling one of the most precious things in his life.
    “You’re amazing.” Her eyes were two bright gems set into her glowing face.
    “ It’s you who always saves the day.” Loren smoothed his hands down her shoulders.
    Alex wrapped his arms around both. “I thought you were insane to buy that box truck. Now I see your idea has merit.”
    “If another delivery person shows up, we can have him put the goods in the box truck,” Loren said.
    Posy laughed. “Hopefully we don’t receive any more calls.”
    “Damn straight. I’m about to launch this cell in to the sea.” Alex picked it up and jerked his arm as if to do just that.
    “No!” Posy grabbed his arm and lowered it and the phone to the towel. “Give me that. We don’t have money to blow on phones. Let’s try to take care of these. Damn, you jetsetter cowboys are rough on devices.” She rolled off Loren and carefully placed Alex’s cell on top of her flip-flop.
    Loren met Alex’s heavy stare. He was definitely thinking what Loren was thinking.
    “Look at that. Posy’s shoes are good for something besides being on her beautiful feet.” He wrapped his fingers around her calf and drew her foot to his lips. In a flash, Alex caught the other, but he didn’t hesitate. He opened his mouth and drew her big toe right in.
    She squealed and squirmed, but they didn’t let her go. Worshipping her feet then ankles, calves, and finally working their way up to her honeyed center.

 
    Chapter Seven
     
    After a few days in the sun, surf and sand, Posy was ready to explore Belize. Besides, she was a little sore from all the loving.
    She revolved through the lobby, scanning brochures. “This excursion sounds good. Snorkeling the most exotic locale in the western hemisphere.” She picked up the pamphlet and raised her gaze to Alex then Loren. “I’m just not sure if cowboys can snorkel.”
    “I handle my snorkel quite well,” Alex joked, cupping his dick.
    “You did this morning. And last night.” Loren nudged him. “But Posy might be able to get two roughnecks on a boat and down by the reef.”
    Alex removed the brochure from her and walked a few steps to the help desk. He spoke to the employee for a short time before handing her his credit card.
    Posy started forward, but Loren held her by the forearm. “Relax. We have a little left of the winnings. He’s just securing our trip with the credit card. We’ll pay it as soon as we get home.”
    “Okay.” She loved that Loren knew exactly what she’d been