Later.
Soon enough.
All night long tonight.
* * *
It’s dark by the time we return to the luxury cabin the Gibbs have rented for the week.
Hard to believe only a day has passed since I arrived and my first impressions had me furious with Sienna for flouncing out on me like a spoiled brat.
She is a brat, a delightful one at that, but she’s not spoiled. She refuses her family’s meddling efforts at every turn, doesn’t depend on them for anything, and does not want their help finding a new job.
“Jake, any chance you need a new assistant?” Carina asks as we hang up our outer wear, being persistent even the face of her sister’s refusal of help.
Sienna’s eyes bulge at me, and I give her a private wink. “As a matter of fact, I do. But Sienna’s made it clear to me she doesn’t want to work for me, and I love that about her.”
“You do?” Sienna asks under her breath, sounding genuinely shocked.
“Of course.” I frown at her. “Why wouldn’t I?”
She grabs my hand and drags me up the stairs, ignoring the catcalls of her brother and sister.
“Talk more,” she demands as soon as we’re alone. “Because I thought you came here to convince me to come back to work for you.”
“I won’t deny that was part of my motivation for following you. You are the best part of my day. You are smart and young and clever, and I tripped over an enormous amount of luck that day you helped me with my website. I never want to let you go, Sienna, because you are simply incredible. But that’s aboutmeand whatIwant, and none of that matters if it’s not whatyouwant. More than anything else, I want you to be happy. If you don’t want to work for me, then we’ll figure out a plan that makes you happy.”
“That’s…really nice.” She licks her lips. “But you also said,I love that about her.”
“Same thing.”
“Is it?” She glares at me.
That makes me grin. “Yeah.”
“Jacob!”
“Jake.”
“Fuck yo—” She gasps as I scoop her up over my shoulder and carry her to the bed. “Sorry, sorry…”
We’re both laughing as I tumble her onto the narrow mattress, rolling her onto her stomach. She’s only wearing a thin base layer, and I smooth my palm over the round curve of her ass.
“Sienna,” I say sternly, enjoying the unexpected opportunity to return to our teasing conversation from earlier. “What did I say happens to lippy girls?”
She wiggles her hips. “Something something dad types get mad?”
All the blood in my head rushes to my cock. “Not mad,” I hear myself say from a distance as I squeeze a good handful of her flesh.
She moans and tips her hips up, arching her back. “Oh that’s right…you said you’d enjoy yourself.”
“That’s it.”
She rolls her head to the side, pressing her cheek to the mattress as she makes eye contact with me. “You must have wanted to spank me a lot over the last two years.”
Every. Fucking. Day. “You tempt me in many ways.”
Her gaze softens and goes a bit out of focus as her lips turn pink. She’s never looked prettier, and I think she’s the prettiest girl to ever walk the planet on her plainest days. “Then what are you waiting for?”