Her Boss by Day.... Joss Wood

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СКАЧАТЬ smile as his shoulders lifted and rolled. ‘I said that I dance if I have to.’

      Willa stepped closer to him so that she could speak directly in his ear. ‘You’re pretty good.’

      ‘Just one of my talents.’

      Rob placed his hands on her hips and before she knew it her thigh was between his and they were rocking together. Willa swallowed the lump in her throat as Rob’s hand lifted to encircle her neck, using his thumb to push her jaw up so that their eyes met. Willa wasn’t that out of practice that she couldn’t recognise the attraction in his eyes, the accelerated pulse under the wrists she loosely held.

      ‘Man … you are seriously gorgeous. And to think that I nearly blew this off,’ Rob muttered, mostly to himself, as his other hand slid around her back and yanked her towards him so that their bodies were pressed flush against each other.

      His chest was wider and bigger and harder than hers, Willa thought as she dropped her nose to the V of skin his shirt revealed and inhaled his man smell, his heat. Lust boiled and roiled and her happy place throbbed, echoing the beat of the music. His surprisingly soft chest hair tickled her nose and she felt rather than heard the rumble of a moan in his chest, his throat. One hand splayed across her back, between her shoulder blades, and the other dropped lower onto her ass, holding her firmly in place against him. And that, she could feel, made him very happy indeed.

      Somehow he kept them swaying to the beat, pretending to dance.

      ‘So, twenty questions time?’

      Rob’s deep voice in her ear did nothing to assuage the heat between her legs—in fact it sped up her sluggish blood.

      Questions? Was he mad? Between him and the cocktails she’d didn’t have an operational brain cell left.

      ‘Yes … no … I don’t know,’ Willa murmured back.

      ‘Wrong, wrong and wrong,’ Rob responded with an appreciative grin. ‘Let’s try that again. Why do you have a lawyer?’

      She didn’t feel like explaining about Wayne and her imminent divorce. She wasn’t going to see Rob again after tonight, but she still thought it would be tacky to explain about her ex while she was pressed up very close and very personal against him. Besides, she didn’t want memories of Wayne to taint this experience of her first fun night out in for ever. Her ex and her old life were in the past.

      Rob was here—now.

      Carpe diem, Willa.

      ‘Pass.’

      ‘Okay … next one. What do you do that you’re such an expert on the health and fitness market? Stockbroker? Financial analyst?’

      She wished—she really, really wished.

      ‘I read. A lot.’ Even she, novice that she was at this flirting and seduction stuff, knew that he didn’t need to know that reading finance and business magazines was one of her favourite ways to pass some time. Willa squinted at him and pulled a face. ‘These are very boring questions …’

      Rob laughed. ‘Okay, then—you hit me with one.’

      Willa sucked in her cheeks. There were a million things she wanted to know about him, but the least important flew out of her mouth.

      ‘Boxers or briefs?’

      Bad girl, Willa.

      Rob’s laugh brushed over her skin.

      ‘Why don’t you drop your hands and find out?’ Rob suggested, and her face immediately pinked up. Taking one of her hands from his neck, he guided it around his hips and slapped it on his butt. ‘Feel free to explore.’

      Oh, that was a mighty fine ass, she thought as she took him up on his offer. Hard, muscular … male.

      ‘What do you sleep in?’ he asked, his breath teasing her ear.

      A pair of sleep shorts and a ratty T-shirt. That wasn’t sexy, Willa thought. She tossed back her hair and widened her eyes as she prepared to lie. ‘I sleep naked. All … the … time.’

      His eyes dilated and Willa remembered how much fun it was to flirt, to tease, how thrilling it was to get a hard-eyed and hard man—in every way that counted—all flustered. Sometimes being a girl was such a kick.

      ‘Bet you look damn good naked.’

      ‘I do. As, I suspect …’ Willa gave his butt a squeeze ‘… do you.’

      In her head wild Willa tried to high-five doormat Willa, but she was banging her head against an imaginary wall.

      Rob let out a muffled groan and rested his forehead on hers. ‘How hot is it, exactly, in here?’

      ‘It’s cookin’,’ Willa agreed, surprised at their effortless banter, her ability to flirt so easily.

      Maybe it was the Screaming Os, the obvious appreciation and attraction in Rob’s eyes, his hot hands sliding over her arms, back, hips, that made her feel bolder and brighter—the best version of herself. Confident, slightly crazy, prepared to take a risk.

      One night, she told herself. Didn’t she deserve one night of uncomplicated pleasure with a hot man who looked as if he wanted to gobble her up in one big bite? Hell, yes! shouted wild Willa, thoroughly over-excited. Didn’t she deserve a night of stupendous sex after more than eight months of sexual drought? Her house was empty, her bed was empty … she was all but free.

       You betcha, sister!

      Doormat Willa groaned and slapped her hand over her eyes.

      Before she could lose her courage and change her mind, Willa tipped her head back and nailed him with her silver-green eyes. ‘Got condoms?’

      ‘Yes. Why?’ Rob replied carefully as his hands tightened on her hips. ‘You offering to let me use a couple?’

      ‘Yeah … you interested?’

      Rob sucked in a breath. ‘Yeah—to the max. I’ve been thinking about it …’

      ‘Since when?’

      ‘I’ve been having X-rated fantasies about your fabulous legs encircling my hips since I first clocked them.’ He stepped back and looked at her legs. When he lifted his eyes again they’d turned sombre and serious. ‘You sure about this, Willa? Why do I have the feeling that this isn’t the way you normally operate?’

      It isn’t—we don’t know what we’re doing here! Doormat Willa wrung her hands, whimpering.

      Well, she wasn’t in charge tonight. Wild Willa was going to have some fun. ‘I’m very sure.’

      Relief flashed across Rob’s face. ‘Where would you feel more comfortable? My place or yours?’

      Oh, her place—absolutely. And if she was silently raising her middle finger to her ex by sleeping with someone else in a bed that he’d paid for, then nobody had to know but her.

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