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I have a crush on my boss’ best friend.
At least it’s not my brother’s best friend.
Or my best friend’s brother.
Or… never mind. It’s all pretty cliche.
And worse? My boss’ best friend is his business partner.
Which sort of makes him my boss too.
Okay – it’s not sort of. It’s definite.
Gabe Laurent is off limits. Totally off limits.
Which is fine. I make do with my imagination. He’ll never know. Ever.
Unless my work bestie passes me an eighties-style teen movie sex quiz during a meeting and I fill it out.
And it ends up in Gabe’s hands…
“Do you need a reminder?” I ask, breaking my lips away from hers. I slide my palms over her ass and drag her closer as I grasp the hem of her dress and inch it towards her waist. “Do you have short-term memory issues, Sandra?”
“No,” she says, with a small shake of her head. “Of course not. Of course I remember.” Her eyes trail down my chest and back up. “I remember everything.” She says it softly, her cheeks flushed.
“I haven’t shown you everything yet,” I murmur and her eyes widen.
“Not even close.” I give her a gentle push onto my desk and she leans back, propped up on her elbows, ass on the edge. I step between her legs and lean over her, covering her mouth with mine as I work her panties over her hips and down her legs, then slip her heels off as I reach her ankles. She moans as I spread her legs and step between them, running my hands up her bare thighs. Her hips buck from the desk, desperate for something more.
“I like this,” I tell her, tracing my finger around the small triangle of hair on her pussy.
“Okay,” she whispers, meeting my eyes before quickly glancing away again while sucking her bottom lip between her teeth. She’s about to be a whole lot more embarrassed, I think as I drop to my knees and kiss the inside of her thigh.
“Oh, my God… Mr. Laurent.” Her back is bowing again and she wiggles her bottom. “You’re not.” She breathes out the words. She’s so fucking beautiful.
“I am,” I confirm and place her feet on the edge of the desk and press her knees out so she’s butterflied open in front of me.
She tries to close her legs, shaking her head and whispering, “Don’t.”
I stop. “Are you saying no, you want me to stop? Or no, you’re embarrassed?”
“Yes!” Her head drops back, her eyes on the ceiling. “Don’t stop.”
I kiss the inside of her other thigh then pause. “So that’s a yes?”
She nods and falls back to the desk, throwing an elbow over her eyes. “Yes. I can’t believe this is happening again. Yes.”
Jana Aston is the New York Times bestselling author of WRONG. She quit her super boring day job to whip up more books and is hoping that was not a stupid idea. In her defense, it was a really boring job.