Page 15 of Daddy's Bossy Best Friend

Magda Riley tastedlike coffee and spearmint and I wanted more, pressing hard against her lower back to bring her closer to me. Her breasts pressed against my chest, her hands clutching in my shirt like she was desperate to get closer too. I could have gone on kissing her forever, but I finally pulled away, pressing my forehead against hers.

My brain kept telling me that this was a bad idea, that she was too young, that we worked together, that this wasMagda, for god’s sake, but my body was telling me something altogether different. It was telling me that I had a couch in my office and a lock on my door for a reason.

“I had a date tonight, which is why I was changing, but I can reschedule if you’re interested,” I mumbled, my head spinning a bit. I did have a date, that much was true, but it was one that Richard had set me up with, and he wasn’t the best at finding me blind dates. The last three had been vapid divorcees who were ex-stay-at-home moms. There was nothing wrong, of course, with a homemaker, but we just didn’t seem to have much in common.

Magda shook her head as if trying to clear it and let go of my shirt, taking a couple of steps back. My hand dropped from her lower back and my heart dropped, too. I didn’t want her to leave. I wanted her to stay in my office and finish what we started, but I’d gone and put my foot in my mouth by mentioning my date.

“No,” she whispered. “No, no, this is all wrong.”

“Come on, Riley. What’s so wrong about it?” I pleaded, licking my lips as I looked down at her. She was breathing slightly hard, almost like she was panicking, but all I could notice was the way her cleavage rose up and down in that blouse with the sweetheart neckline of hers.

“We’recoworkers,” she insisted. “I don’t evenlikeyou.”

I snorted. “What’s like got to do with it? You’re a beautiful woman. I’m a handsome enough man. Plus, if we’re going to fight at work together, might as well fight in bed together.” I raised an eyebrow at her. “Could be fun.”

Magda bit down on her full bottom lip with one of her canines, looking up at me with bright blue eyes. They seemed even brighter with the sunlight streaming through my back window.

“No strings?” she asked.

“Not a single one,” I said confidently. I had no worries that either of us were going to fall into feelings for each other. Like she said, we didn’t even like each other.

“You won’t tell anyone?”

I tried my best to look offended. “I’m a gentleman. I don’t kiss and tell.”

Magda barked out a laugh. “I don’t know if I’d go so far as to call you a gentleman.”

I shrugged, smiling. “Maybe not, but I’m definitely not the type to spread this around the office. You’ve never heard of me sleeping with a coworker before, have you?”

She seemed to think about it for a moment and then shook her head.

I spread my hands. “There you go.”

She frowned. “Does that mean youhaveslept with coworkers?”

I made a zipping motion across my lips. “You’ll never know.”

I hadn’t ever slept with a coworker, of course, but Magda didn’t have to know that she was the first one I’d considered sleeping with. That would only stroke her ego.

Magda looked at me for a moment longer and I took a step toward her, backing her up against my office door. She pressed her back against the door but she didn’t move my hand when I put it on her face, threading my fingers through her silky black hair.

“How about you kiss me again while I think about it?” she breathed, and I did just that, delving into her mouth and tasting the espresso on her tongue.

She moaned against my lips and pushed my shirt as if trying to get it off and I worked myself out of it and let it fall to the floor. Her hands spread across my chest, palming across my nipples and my erection grew even harder in my slacks. God, she was a good kisser.

“Okay, where do we do this?” Magda asked. “Do you have a place near here or a hotel room or—” she said between kisses, and I cut her off, kissing her again before pointing to the couch.

“Here?” she asked.

I nodded. “Why not?”

“Because this is our place of business,” she hissed. “Because we could get caught!”

She wasn’t turning to leave, though, so I just smirked.

“Isn’t that part of the fun?”

Magda took a deep breath in through her nostrils and moved toward the couch, placing her heels right at the edge of the couch arm. She bent over across it and her skirt spread across her ass. She turned around to look at me and my breath caught in my chest.

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