Page 9 of Triplet Babies for My Billionaire Boss

I laughed, surprised at how forward she was being. “Danielle Brown, I’m pretty sure you’re not allowed to be saying things like that.”

Danielle shrugged, and it wasn’t hard to read that she was thinking dirty thoughts. “I’m an adult if you haven’t noticed. I can do what I want. Who I want.”

My eyes widened, and I laughed again. It was so forward, blunt. And so damn sexy.

Danielle blushed again, proof that she wasn’t like this with all men. She was pushing it with me, but we had known each other her whole life. She knew what kind of man I was.

Something between us had shifted. I let my eyes slide to her lips, and I wondered what she would taste like if I kissed her. I entertained a fantasy where I pushed everything off the table and pulled Danielle onto it. I would undo her suit, peeling it off her shoulders, and kiss every inch of her bare skin before fucking her. I wanted to do that to her so badly, public indecency be damned.

I tried to curb my thoughts, but I couldn’t help it. I fantasized about her already. If she kept saying risqué things to me like she had just done, it would make everything so much worse. My cock was hard in my pants, and I thought of all kinds of terrible things that I wanted to do to her here, now.

“What?” Danielle asked when I looked at her, apparently showing everything I felt on my face. Danielle was a fully grown woman, now, sexy and able. I didn’t see her as my friend’s daughter. I didn’t see her as a child. I saw her as someone I wanted to make mine.

“I’m just looking at you,” I said. “You’re an incredibly sexy woman.”

She blushed even harder, and I decided, so far, it was my favorite look on her. With her evergreen eyes and her rosy cheeks, she was beautiful, and I could almost taste her lips already.

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