Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 31414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
Good.
His gaze swept over her with lazy appreciation. Her nervousness was palpable, but so was her desire.
She wanted him.
He wanted her.
And soon, they would have each other.
But for now...
"I presume you got my address from Poppy?"
It was time to test just how big a liar she was.
Jilly's eyes widened when she realized what Guy was thinking.
Oh no.
Did he think she was here for personal reasons?
Was he simply expecting to meet his auditor...without knowing their name?
Jilly cleared her throat. "I, um, got it from s-someone else?"
Guy let his gaze narrow. "Only a few people know about this ranch."
Jilly could feel her hands starting to perspire. "I know. But before I answer that question, I thought I should..."
Apologize for blocking his number...right?
Even if she didn't want to.
There was no way out of that one.
Or was there...God?
Hello?
Are You still there, God?
The silence in her mind spoke volumes, and Jilly squirmed on her feet. "I just wanted to talk about the last time—"
Guy nodded. "I understand."
He did?
"I should've called. But I didn't."
Jilly's mouth opened and closed. Was he...was he saying what she thought he was saying?
"And you have every reason to be upset about it."
Oh my goodness, he so was!
He hadn't realized she had blocked his number, and all was suddenly well in her world as relief flooded her whole being. The fact that he hadn't ever tried to call her that night wasn't exactly a good thing, but hey, at least he didn't know she had blocked his number, and that meant she could still continue being her auditor...right?
"Will you forgive me?"
"There's nothing to be forgiven," Jilly said with a quick, warm smile. "I can only imagine how demanding it is for you right now, with Preyer being the first film..."
I'm dead.
Guy was looking at her oddly, and rightly so.
"How did you know about Preyer?"
"I...um...read the news?"
"Ah."
His suddenly grim tone had her looking at him in concern. "Is everything alright?"
"I was hoping you'd say it's because you're a fan."
"Oh?"
"Or that you had missed me as much as I had missed you...."
"O-Oh?" Her tone was getting shriller and shriller, and she just didn't know how to stop it.
"Don't you know you're all I've been thinking about the past week?" Desire now coated his voice, and Jilly's knees were threatening to fold at any given moment. "Don't you know you're the reason why I've been working like a madman the past few days? It was because I wanted to reward myself with...this."
In moments, Guy had crossed the vast length of his office with long, determined strides, and before she could form a single coherent protest, he had pulled her into his arms with the confident assumption that he had every right to touch her whenever he pleased.
Oh...no.
It was happening once more, her body responding to his nearness with the same helpless hunger that had gotten her into trouble the first time, and all her promises to keep things professional crumbling into dust the moment his hard chest pressed against her suddenly sensitive breasts.
And then, oh, and then...
He was kissing her all of a sudden, his mouth covering hers with skill that made resistance impossible, and oh, she was losing herself in the heat of his embrace just like before, his very scent as intoxicating as the hardness that was now throbbing powerfully against her belly.
His kiss was even more intense than Jilly remembered, his lips moving against hers with a hunger that spoke of frustration and desire, his tongue sweeping into her mouth to claim and conquer with a dominance that made her knees weak and her fingers clutch desperately at the expensive fabric of his suit jacket.
Before she could process what was happening, she was suddenly backed up against the wall beside his office door, the solid wood at her back providing the only thing keeping her upright as Guy’s large body caged her in, his hands braced on either side of her head while his mouth continued its assault on her senses.
His thigh nudged between her legs, pressing against her through the conservative fabric of her business skirt, and the pressure was right, what her body remembered and had been craving despite every attempt to forget, making her gasp into his mouth as heat pooled between her thighs.
“I’ve missed you,” Guy growled against her lips, his voice rough with need as his hands moved to frame her face, tilting her head back so he could deepen the kiss even further.
His hand slid down to cup her breast through the silk of her blouse, and a whimper spilled past her lips as his fingers reclaimed one sensitive peak, pinching and playing like it was his favorite little toy.
“So wet,” he murmured approvingly, his voice laced with masculine satisfaction as one finger slipped inside her with an ease that made Jilly's body buckle against his. “Do you feel it, sweetheart? Do you feel how much your body wants me?"