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And she was dying.
Leilani focused back on her spreadsheet and busied herself with tasks for the next few hours, all while a low-level buzz filled her tummy knowing Jacob Dufort was going to arrive midday.
Five minutes before he was due, she spun in her chair and opened the drawer behind her where she kept snacks and other bits and pieces. Reaching for her lip gloss, she slid it over her lips and then kicked her leg, turning back to her laptop.
Then froze.
“God, I love a woman who’s prepared.” Jacob drawled as he leaned against the door.
Holy hell.
Did he mean her mouth, or the sushi that was sitting on her desk?
His eyes answered the question as she rubbed her lips together, smoothing the lip gloss around.
CHAPTER THREE
Jacob smirked as he watched Leilani completely unravel. She dropped her lip gloss after her initial deer-in-the-headlights moment and then leaped to her feet.
“Hi, sorry, well, not sorry. Hello Jacob. Blake, err, Mr. Dufort is expecting you,” she spluttered.
Fuck, she was adorable.
It was a shame she didn’t wear glasses, as the whole virgin secretary thing could be a real vibe he could get on board with.
If she liked to be whipped, hell even better.
“I’m here to see you,” he said, taking a few steps closer to her desk.
“What?” She froze again.
Damn, that lip gloss was hot. It was thick, sticky, and would look amazing wrapped around his cock. Not that he hadn’t had four amazing orgasms last night. Three of them he had visualized Leilani spread before him.
He'd love nothing more than to take her to Sailors for a night of debauchery.
They would take that fucking lip gloss with them.
