Anna Jadwin hurriedly closed the mailbox and stared at him with a speechless expression, "Why are you here?"
Wayne Bailey's scorching hand stroked her bangs, forehead, and slowly rubbed downwards, attempting to evoke her response.
Anna Jadwin grabbed his wrist, trying to remove his hand.
It was like her body had been glued with superglue, his hand was impossible to remove.
"Don't you see that touching me makes you horny?", Anna Jadwin yelled angrily, "Just behave yourself and be a good slut, and stop bothering me!"
Slut?
This cold, passion-driven BOSS received such an evaluation for the first time.
He picked her up and placed her on his lap, sitting down on a chair. His jaw touching the crook of her shoulder, gently rubbing. He loved her scent and couldn't help himself: "What are you watching? I'll join you."
They spent so little time together.
She had classes during the day, and he had work...
"Don't you have contracts to sign?"
"No rush, I'll do it after you sleep."