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Sexy Sat: When Gina meets Sebastian

It’s Sexy Saturday again and you know what that means…
Another sneaky peak into the sexiness that is God’s Gift 1.

Along with a drop dead gorgeous, hot and sexy alpha male,
every erotic romance needs a girl he can fall for.

Gina Fontana may be a sassy girl whose intentions of
mixing business with pleasure are less than zero, but…

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Well isn’t he everything I expected him to be? The way his eyes are undressing me it’s pretty obvious he wants in my panties. Like that’s ever gonna happen. You have your agenda, I have mine. And it doesn’t include screwing you. It doesn’t include screwing any guy I work with. What am I dumb or something?

I don’t usually go for blonds, but I can’t deny he’s attractive. There’s something about a man in a vest, tie slightly loosened, the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up to his elbows, and a shit-hot watch.

What girl doesn’t love suit porn? A good suit does for women what lingerie does for men, and his is doing it for me. It looks expensive, but rumour has it Tom Wagner was so desperate to get him here he made him a deal the other senior associates would flip over. That’s not gonna make him any friends.

The body under the suit looks like it’s pretty hot too: athletically toned, muscular rather than bulky. A mental image slinks across my mind’s eye of him scooping me up into those strong arms and tossing me onto his bed… Right before he fucks the life out of me.

And mamma mia those eyes. Such a blue. Somewhere between Azure and Persian. Così allettante

Could I do the beauty of those masculine features justice on canvas? Oh forget the portrait; I want to paint the whole man. In and out of the suit…

Basta! Pull yourself together! So he’s handsome. It’s not like you’ve never seen a good-looking man before. There are several here who qualify as that. Although none are in his league.

I suddenly realise he’s speaking. What did he say? I wasn’t listening. Too many inappropriate thoughts running through my head of what it would be like to be kissed by him… Touched by him… Fucked by him.

Jesus. Get a grip.

You haven’t worked this hard to risk everything on a handsome face. And he’s your immediate superior for Christ’s sake. A colleague, that’s all he can ever be.

But oh if only he could be more…

The way he’s staring at me like he can read my mind is unnerving. I can feel my heart thumping in my chest and suddenly I can’t find my breath. I need to sit down.

No, what I need is outta here.

“I just wanted to touch… (you)… base. Say hi.”

His gaze sears into mine as he studies me, his smile turning into a definite smirk. “Hi.”

“Hi.” You said that already. Great first impression Gina. He’s gonna think you’re a complete idiot. “Okay, so I’ll leave you to it.”

Turning on my heels I beat a hasty retreat before I do or say anything even more stupid because, God knows the effect he’s having on me, that’s a strong possibility, but I only get as far as the door.

“Gina.”

Oh God, the way he says my name… Slowly. Drawing out the syllables: Jeee-nah.

I stop and half turn back around, looking anywhere but at him.

“You’re coming to Delmonico’s later, aren’t you?”

Shit. Three hours spent fighting the bureaucratic nightmare that is the welfare system, I forgot all about that. “Uh huh.”

“Great. I’ll see you at one. Where’s your office by the way?”

He’s kidding, right? Lowly juniors don’t get offices. “I’m in the open-plan area the other side of reception. Third cubicle down.”

And I’m outta there.

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Terri x

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