Off Limits (My Best Friends Dad Romance)

by J. L. Beck

  Off Limits

  J.L. Beck

  Copyright © 2017 by J.L. Beck

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  J.L. Beck is a stay at home to two little minions and happily married to her high school sweet heart. When she's not writing steamy hot as sin books, you can find her with a glass of wine, and book of choice in hand. She believes all love stories should have a happy ever after, but knows that real life sometimes occurs so for her readers if she can give her books a HEA then she's happy.

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  Chapter One

  Kase

  I scanned through the resume that Maddie Sullivan my daughter’s best friend had brought into my law office. She wanted to do an internship here to see if law school was really what she wanted to spend the next million years doing. I couldn’t help but laugh at that comment because you either wanted to do law, or you didn’t there was no in between.

  “I promise Daddy. She will follow all your rules and listen. I wouldn’t recommend her to you if I knew she couldn’t make it in every day.” My daughter Jessica gushed about Maddie's attendance at school and her academic awards. The truth was I didn’t really give a fuck.

  I just needed an assistant someone to answer the phones, send out the mail, and be able to handle my mood swings.

  “She’s been your best friend since you were in Elementary school Jess you aren’t telling me something I don’t know…” I bit the inside of my cheek indecision riddling my features I was sure.

  The problem was Maddie was barely legal and she had tits and an ass that could tempt a man to do things he shouldn’t. My daughter didn’t need to know that but the truth was I didn’t need some barely legal brat walking around my office in her skimpy ass skirt or better yet trying to suck me off underneath the desk.

  “Please Daddy…” Jessica pleaded with me, batting her eyelashes and giving me the puppy dog eyes that always got her what she wanted. She was going to be leaving for the summer and whomever I hired would be taking over her place here in the office. If I chose Maddie then I would be stuck with her for three months without my daughter around which was almost like sentencing myself to death.

  I eased back in my office chair looking at my beautiful daughter. She was turning into a woman and the fact that I couldn’t slow down time and cherish her as my little girl any longer was finally starting to sink in.

  I could do this one thing for her, and earn myself some brownie points to cover for the “Dad” things I would have to do down the road, like mend her broken heart, or kick her boyfriend’s ass.

  “Okay, okay…” I sighed. “She can work here, but you need to train her before you leave.” I raised an eyebrow at her as if to say you hear me? Her face beamed with happiness, and a large smile pulled at her lips.

  “Thank you, Daddy! She’s going to be so happy, and I promise you won’t regret taking a chance on her.” Jessica insisted coming around the back of my desk to wrap her small arms around my large frame. She had gotten her slim body, bright red hair, and the smear of freckles across her nose from her mother who was a Ginger at heart. I liked to think she got her wits, and need for adventure from me but who knew. Looking at her it was so hard to see anything but my little girl.

  “Yeah, yeah, you say that now but you won’t be when I’m emailing you a million times a day…” I joked while half-joked. I didn’t know if Maddie was going to be able to keep up with me, which meant there could be a chance I would be short staffed but so long as my daughter was happy that was all that mattered.

  “Oh, I swear Daddy she will be perfect.” Jessica’s voice rose as she pulled out of my tight embrace. I would miss her immensely when she went off to college in August there would be no denying that.

  “Well go get her. Share the good news, and get to work on teaching her the ropes. I’ve got some phone calls to make and a client that I need to see.”

  “You won’t be disappointed.” She stopped at the door smiling at me over her shoulder. As soon as she closed the door leaving me alone to simmer in my own thoughts I slammed my fist down on the desk.

  This wasn’t going to be good, not in the least bit and I knew that before I even agreed to it.

  “Fuck…” I squeezed the bridge of my nose in frustration as I let the word slip off my tongue. I could handle this. I could…

  ***

  I had just got off the phone with one of my clients when Maddie walked into my office without even a knock on the door. Her hips swayed with ever step she took, and the skirt she was wearing did very little to hide what she was packing. My cock grew stiff at her sight.

  Yeah so much for being able to do this.

  “Mr. Jones…” Her pink tongue slipped out over her perfect ruby red painted lips. Her bright white teeth bit softly on her bottom lip as she waited for me to respond. Jesus fuck she was gorgeous and young, and completely off limits.

  “Maddie?” I questioned leaning back in my chair, my voice stiff as I tried to hide my arousal.

  “Jessica had to leave early and wanted me to report to you…” Her well-manicured nails slid across the front of my desk. This was exactly why I had no plans on hiring Maddie. Not because I didn’t think she could do that job, but because I knew I couldn’t do mine with her around.

  “Great. Did she train you on answering the phones, and sorting the documents into files?” I cleared my throat, averting my eyes from her tone legs and to something else, anything else.

  God, please save me.

  “Really Mr. Jones…?” She tilted her head sideways eyeing me, a smile gracing her beautiful face.

  “Are you trying to say that you don’t need any training?” I was a bit taken back by her attitude and before I could even think about what it was that I was doing I shoved away from my desk and got up out of my office chair. Curiosity burned in Maddie's green eyes. When had she grown up to be the beautiful blonde bombshell that she was, and why couldn’t I stop thinking about the way her thighs would feel wrapped around me.

  “If I was what would you do…?” She narrowed her eyes. I clenched my fist at my sides, my muscles straining against my tight dress shirt. Jessica hadn’t even left the country yet and Maddie was already pushing the boundaries and my buttons.

  “Depends….” I could feel a fire stirring between us the air growing hot with static electricity. I knew she wanted me. I could see it in her eyes, the problem though was that she was barely nineteen, and she was my daughter’s best friend. Was that
a boundary that I could cross? Maddie seemed to think so her eyes skimming over my chest and down, and down until she was working her way back up, our eyes colliding.

  I stepped and around my desk, coming around to the side she was on. My hands were itching to touch her, but my brain kept them in check.

  “Put both your hands on the desk, and lean over…” I ordered. She did as she was told, spreading her shapely legs and throwing her hair over one shoulder as she looked back at me. She was so young, but not nearly as innocent as I presumed her to be.

  “What are you going to do to me, Mr. Jones?” Her words were seductive, rolling off her tongue. I licked my lips, frantically trying to figure out what the hell it was that I was doing. She had caught me off guard and making all the blood in my body rush to one organ–my cock.

  “That’s dependent upon a few things.” I moved like a snake, stealthy, and smoothly. I couldn’t help but let my hand trail over the exposed flesh of her shoulder. She was wearing a cutoff dress shirt that had me imagining what she looked like without clothes on.

  “I promise I won’t disobey you again.” She pouted, her bottom lip protruding out. I wanted to take that lip into my mouth and bite it. I wanted to taste her. Instead, I looked down at her shapely ass that was on the verge of being exposed. The miniskirt did nothing to hide her ass cheeks when she was bending over like she was, and I knew that exactly what I was going to do to her.

  I was going to spank her.

  “No, you won’t,” I spoke gruffly, flipping her denim mini skirt up, revealing her creamy white ass cheeks. She was wearing a hot pink thong that I could rip from her body without even blinking my eyes.

  “I want you.” She panted, bending over more until her chest was even with my desk. My cock was hard as a diamond and begging to be unleashed but I couldn’t. It was bad enough I was touching her –spanking her.

  “Shhh…” I lifted my hands rubbing them together creating a warm friction against them before landing a hard slap against one ass cheek, my red hand print reflecting back at me as I drew my hand back. Blood pumped through my veins and I could tell from the way the little temptress was looking at me that she enjoyed it maybe even more than I did.

  “Please…” She pleaded with me, and I gave her what she wanted slapping the other ass cheek harder than I had the first. The feel of her skin beneath my hands was all I could feel, as I continued to land blow, upon blow against her ass. My body was shaking with need as she moaned so loudly I was sure someone would hear us.

  “Quiet or I stop,” I growled grinding my cock against her ass. He had to stay inside my pants or shit would hit the fan.

  “Yes, Daddy…” She whispered underneath her breath, and my body soared into the air. Did she just call me Daddy? I had never been the type with a daddy fetish but when she said it just right now it made my insides burn as hot the sun.

  “Good girl.” I placed a kiss on her ass cheek where redness stained the skin. I traced her ass crack with one of my fingers until it was drifting lower and lower, and Maddie's moans were getting louder and louder. She was dripping wet with need, need that belonged to me. I slipped between her folds, rubbing small circles against her clit.

  “Mr. Jones….” She moaned her back arching, and her legs spreading for better access as if she couldn’t get enough of my touch. I moved faster against her clit, listening as she sucked in fresh oxygen. A wave worked its way through her body, and she started shaking her release just on the verge of cresting. As soon as it slammed into her, I slipped a finger into her, my cock painfully pressing against my slacks with envy as she squeezed me as tight as she could, her tight cunt trying to push me out.

  “That’s right little Maddie. I’m your new boss, and if you don’t listen to me, I won’t be letting you cum like this ever again.” I pulled my finger out of her and brought it to my lips licking her salty release from it. I was weak and I knew that, hell Maddie knew it too, which is why she jumped the first second Jessica left.

  This has to stay between us… I thought to myself as she adjusted herself, her eyes sliding down to my stiff cock inside my jeans.

  “Shall I return the favor?” She licked her lips, far too eager for my cock then I liked to admit.

  “No. Get the fuck out,” I ordered pointing at the door and hating myself that my voice sounded so harsh. Still, I couldn’t allow myself to be pulled into that web, what if Jessica walked in, and saw us like this.

  “Yes, Mr. Jones.” Her sweet face fell, her features filling with disappointment as she walked in the direction of the door.

  “And no one hears about this understand?” I ordered I couldn’t get caught up in something like this. This couldn’t happen again between us.

  “Yes, sir…” She left the room without another backward glance her legs wobbling with the orgasm I had just given her.

  I took a step back, and then another slamming down into the leather chair on the far side of the room. All I could envision was her pussy taking a pounding from my cock and the way her nails would sink into my flesh as I thrust harder.

  “Fuck!” I growled, frustration and disappointment burning in my veins. This had to stop. I had to tell my daughter that Maddie wasn’t a good fit for the job. I had too.

  Chapter Two

  Maddie

  I ran my fingers through my long blonde hair nervously. I had been attracted to Mr. Jones my best friend’s dad for years, ever since I had turned sixteen to be exact. Therefore when I got the job at his law office I knew It would be my only chance to make it really notice me, except I never expected things to go the way they had. His strong hands possessing my body, fingering me, and spanking me.

  It was just as I had imagined it would be only better because it was really happening. What I didn’t take into account was the guilt that I would feel when I saw Jessica right before she was to leave the country for three months.

  I should tell her what I’ve done but knowing Jessica she would do nothing but run to her father and rip him to pieces, and I had already promised him I wouldn’t tell a soul still I was feeling divided.

  “My father called me after I left the office…” Jessica started. We were currently at her dad’s house getting ready to celebrate our last night together before she left. Anxiety filled my belly as I picked at my nails, acting as if I wasn’t interested in the conversation.

  “What did Mr. Hardass have to say?” I pursed. That was what Jessica and I had called him since we became freshmen in high school. He was always hard on us, telling us to work harder and get good grades. Had I not been so enthralled with his handsome face I might have been able to listen to him?

  Jessica smiled at me as she brought me a can of soda and takeout box from in the kitchen. We had ordered Chinese and were going to watch our favorite shows one last time together since we won’t be able to for three months.

  “First he said as soon as I left you started bugging him, and then he said he’s not sure if you will still be there when I get back,” Jessica smirked.

  “Dude I merely went into his office to ask him what else needed to be done, so if that is bugging him then he needs to look the definition up again. As for me not having a job there when you come back, that’s fine. I’ll go apply elsewhere…” I sneered. I was a bit upset that the asshole had called Jessica and said something about me when he asked me not to tell a soul of what happened between us.

  Jessica shrugged, “I’ve done all I can do love, it’s in your hands now.” She opened her soda, a loud popping sound filling the air.

  “Damn right it is…” I snickered, digging into my food. It would be a late night for Mr. Jones so if I had any chance of questioning him about his comments to Jessica I would have to do it when he got home, whenever that was.

  We ate, and drink our soda, and when that was done we made brownies together and ate those all well watching every episode of Keeping Up With The Kardashian’s we could find. As the sun set further into the West and the time we had together seemed to
slip away guilt and sadness seeped further into my pores. I should tell Jessica what her father and I had done together but disappointing her right before she left wasn’t something I wanted to do, plus what if she didn’t want to go on the trip because she was too worried about her father and me?

  I shook my head no, making mind up for the last time. Jessica stared at herself in the bathroom mirror right as I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth. Tears were in her eyes and I wondered why.

  “Do you think my mom would be proud of me?” She questioned whirling around on me. I blinked unsure how to answer that question. Of course, I knew her mother would be proud of her, what I didn’t understand was where this had come from.

  “Hells yes Jess. Why would you even question that?” I walked over to her, staring her straight in the eyes. She looked so much like her mother, from her red fiery hair, and deep sea blue colored eyes to her creamy white skin with freckles smeared a crossed it. She was a replica of her mother.

  “I’ve missed her more in these last couple of months than I ever have and parts of me wish she was still here because you know, she’s my mom.” Jessica shrugged, turning back towards the mirror.

  “It’s okay to miss people that aren’t here anymore Jess. She’s your mom and a part of her still lives inside of you. She would be so proud of you, and the fact that you’re following your dreams.” She looked up at me in the mirror with a tight-lipped smile as she wiped away any straying tears.

  I punched her in the arm. “No blubbering. Your mom wouldn’t want that anyway.” I joked, wanting to pull her out of his sad stupor she had gotten into. Her smile grew and then she stepped back and walked out of the bathroom leaving me alone to brush my teeth.

  As I did so I remembered the day they had found her mother dead. She had taken a bunch of pills and overdosed on them. No one knew it but she had really bad depression. Mr. Jones tried to be a good husband, and Jessica did everything to please her mother but she still left. Knowing these things only made what I had done sit more heavily onto my shoulders.