Page 84 of Sweet Surrender
“Pull my hair.” The command slipped from her, the first time she had ever asked for anything like that. She looked over her shoulder to see his reaction, how would he take it? His face was the picture of aggressive passion. He smiled at her, then wrapped his fist into her hair, her curls snaking themselves around his fingers in invitation, latching onto him.
“Say please.”
“Please,” she sobbed.
“That’s my good girl,” he purred, tugging her hair sharply and she rewarded him with a gasping moan. Then he finally pounded into her, exactly as he described, tipping her over the edge again. Giving her the best of both worlds and ruining her for any other man. He followed her over the edge, releasing her hair and she felt him pulsing inside her.
He collapsed onto her back, raining kisses down over her before tugging her into his lap. He hugged her tightly, both of them trying to catch their breath. Then she burst out laughing.
He pulled back, staring at her as if she were mad. “Taylor?”
“I was worried you would be boring in bed,” she said, then laughed again. He just shook his head, a smile playing at his lips and pulled her in for another hug before feeding her more cheesecake.
Chapter 22
Taylor’s perma-smile was starting to scare her interview candidates. She worked her jaw and massaged her cheeks, trying to ease the aches from her muscles before her smile slid straight back into place. She tried to fight it but why bother? If she was happy, she wasn’t going to hide it no matter how much it bothered the twitchy frat bro sat in front of her.
She finished his interview very quickly, having already decided not to hire him the moment he greeted her with, “’Sup bro.”Ugh.My bar, my rules.
She waited for the next interviewee to turn up, doodling little hearts and flowers over her notes and designing her next tattoo. Her phone pinged and she glanced down, her smile widening if that was even possible.
Beau: I miss you x
She began replying when she saw those three little dots appear and his follow up message came through.
Beau: If you could be a hidden design cake, what hidden design would you be?
She snorted to herself and started a new reply, her fingers flying over the screen and the door to her office opened.
“Take a seat,” she called without looking up, too busy finding all the dirty emojis to send Beau followed by the cake emoji. The silence in the room had her frowning so she stopped typing and looked up. Gasping, she dropped her phone on the desk and jumped up. Her chair skidded back, scraping across the wooden floor.
“Hello baby. Did you miss me?” Dale purred.
When Beau spoke to her in that tone her whole body responded but when Dale did it, bile rose in her throat. He stood a few feet from her, his eyes wild, his smile sinister. His beard was long and unkempt, his clothes dirty and torn in places like he’d been on the run for a few weeks.
“Get out!”
He tsked. “I’ve been waiting so long to get you on your own, I wouldn’t leave now.”
Her eyes darted towards the door and he laughed, the sound hollow.
“Don’t even think about it.”
“What do you want?” She stepped out from behind her desk, not wanting to be cornered.
“You. And just to talk,” he said, looking around the room.
“About?”
“When are you going to stop pretending there’s something going on between you and that meathead? Like he would even be your type!”
His words gave her pause. He was right, Beau wasn’t her normal type. She usually went for guys that were the complete opposite to him. As though her whole adult life she had avoided anyone who could remind her of him.
“His name is Beau and he means the world to me, so I don’t need to pretend a goddamn thing.” She folded her arms over her chest, confidence cloaking her because her words were completely true. Dale came closer but she refused to back up and show him she was scared. The stench of stale alcohol and cigarettes wafted from him and her stomach rolled. This was nothing like Beau’s clean, fresh scent. God, how had she ever been attracted to Dale?
“I’ve been watching you,” he taunted.
A shiver tried to roll down her spine at the reminder but she refused to react.
