My Favorite Boss Read Online Melanie Moreland

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Funny Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 93387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
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And I wondered if, perhaps, it was. I gripped her tighter.

The chair creaked loudly, and I chuckled. “I think it’s protesting being ill-used.”

She giggled. “It’s not the only one.”

“I plan on ill-using you again. Soon.”

She looked up. “Um, here?” She shifted, and there was another loud creak. “This chair⁠—”

“Wasn’t meant for acrobatics like that. In fact, I’m surprised⁠—”

I spoke too soon. Too late, I heard the crack, grabbing at the desk as the chair broke, spilling us both to the floor. I managed to cushion us, but I winced as we hit the floor, a mass of arms and legs entwined together. We looked at each other with shocked eyes, surveying the damage around us. Gingerly, I helped her off me, making sure she was okay, then I rose to my feet. She touched the desk. “Oh my God.”

I looked behind her. “Wow.”

She followed my gaze. “Holy shit.”

Papers were strewn everywhere. My coffee warmer was broken, the surface cracked. Pencils and pens were scattered. Gouges were dug from the drawers where the chair had smashed into the wood repeatedly. The chair was in pieces. The model was intact, but draped over the hotel were her lacy panties I had thrown, not caring where they landed. My laptop teetered on the edge of the desk, mercifully unharmed.

I blinked at the destruction. Then I looked at her, shaking my head. “Only with you, Myers.” But there was no bark to my voice. It was impossible to be annoyed with her.

I had to laugh. I had no idea how I was going to explain this away to maintenance. To anyone. Magnolia stared at me, then at the desk, and she began to giggle. Then she laughed, covering her mouth to hide the snorts.

I pulled her into my arms. “We’ll get cleaned up, then figure this out.” I tipped up her chin. “Tell me you don’t regret it.”

“Not a bit. Especially the orgasms.”

I kissed her smiling mouth. “More where those came from.” I swatted her bare ass. “Now, shower.”

Chapter Eleven

MAGNOLIA

His office shower was luxurious, compared to the little old one in my apartment. Tons of pressure and hot water.

“I don’t think my breasts are that dirty,” I mused as he soaped them repeatedly.

“I disagree. They’re filthy.”

I tried not to giggle and failed. “I assume you’re a boob man.”

“Your boobs,” he conceded. “They’re spectacular.”

We finished and dried off. I felt shy suddenly, heading to the office and gathering my clothes off the floor, clutching the towel around me tight in my hand. In the bathroom, I turned, tugging my leggings on, unable to find my underwear. Bane came in, watching me for a moment, then slid his arm around my waist. “Are you hiding from me, Myers?”

“Um, maybe.”

He pulled me tight to his chest, cupping my breasts in his large hands. “Don’t. You’re beautiful.” He kissed my shoulder. “Every single inch of you.”

“Thanks,” I mumbled.

He laughed low in his chest, pressing his lips to my head. “Your skin is like silk. I love touching it. Touching you. Your curves drive me wild. Every fantasy I ever had about you didn’t do us justice. The way you felt around me.” He lowered his head, his lips resting against my ear. “The way it felt to be inside you. Perfection. You are incredible. Understand me?”

“Okay,” I squeaked.

“I’m going to clean up the chair and go get one from the supply room downstairs. Then I’m going to take you to lunch.”

“I’ll tidy the office a bit. But, ah, I cooked some meat earlier. I could make us more sandwiches.”

“Mmm. I can’t resist one of your sandwiches.” He pressed another kiss to my head. “We’ll finish here and go.” He paused. “Magnolia…”

He waited until I met his eyes in the mirror. “Beautiful. You are incredibly beautiful. Don’t forget that.”

Then he was gone, leaving me to dress in private.

I looked in the mirror. I looked like me, although my lips were swollen and my hair was a disaster. I had a smile on my lips, and my eyes looked different. Relaxed.

I traced my mouth with my finger. I wasn’t used to sweet Bane. His compliments were genuine. His voice was low and the way he looked at me sincere. He really thought I was beautiful. I had to admit, while we were together, he made me feel that way. There was no doubting his passion. His need.

I cast one last look in the mirror and finished dressing. I pushed my bra into my bag and found my underwear swinging from the hotel on the model. Blushing, I added it to my bag, then commenced gathering up the papers and desk items. We had caused quite a mess. I had never felt passion so strongly before. The need for someone as intense as I had for Bane. I tried not to giggle as I straightened things up.


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