83|A Little Motivation

Natalie didn't need a mirror to tell her she looked like someone who'd just been properly fucked. Or, at the very least, thoroughly kissed. After all, the latter was true, and the former could have easily happened if Levi didn't have to rush off to catch his flight.

And she didn't understand how a fifteen-minute chat—in which she was meant to tell Levi to stop summoning her to his office like she was his lackey or something—had turned into a heavy makeout session with her almost begging him to ravish her there and then on his couch.

Bathroom break, Smart Natalie suggested, and she was all for that plan. The last thing she wanted was to get tongues wagging again in the chat.

Stopping at the ladies to fix herself up before returning to her desk sounded like an excellent idea. So she did just that after she left Levi's office and spent a few minutes in front of the mirror, fixing her hair and clothes before she splashed cold water on her face to cool down her horny self.

By the time she