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She licks her lips, her gaze dropping to my tented pants.
Fuck.
But no, I’m going to make her wait for it. I need to ensure she doesn’t chicken out tonight.
“I know you’ve got an ache between those sweet thighs right now, angel,” I tell her. “Show up tonight like a good girl, and I’ll take good care of you.”
Chapter 4
Taylor
For a moment after Marco leaves, I just stand naked in my living room, trembling.
What just happened?
That was crazy.
Seriously.
Insane.
I go to the bathroom and twist to look at my heated, tingling ass in the mirror. Marco’s handprints are still all over my lower cheeks.
Wow.
I’m wet–beyond wet–and slightly delirious, almost as if I have a fever. This must be the female equivalent of blue balls.
I feel needy and impatient and a little pissed off that Marco left without getting me off. But I’m sure that was his intention.
He’s making sure I don’t chicken out tonight. Making sure I actually show up.
I will. I don’t want the huge insurance hike from reporting the accident, and I don’t even have coverage on my own car, so I’d be out the full cost of a repair on that.
But who am I kidding? It’s not even about the money.
After what just happened, I want to go tonight.
Yeah, I want to pretend he’s making me, pretend he forced me into this, but that’s because I don’t want to admit the effect it had on me. How addictive I found Marco’s attention. I definitely want more of what he’s dishing out.
I turn on the shower and step under the spray.
Maybe this is the perfect excuse. I get to try out the dark and dirty things I’ve seen at Sins without admitting this might be what I really like. If I’m super honest with myself, it might be the reason I took the job at Sins. Yeah, the money is great, but I also was fascinated by what I saw there–from the safety of my position. I could hide behind the cocktail apron and tray and know I never had to try anything myself.
I take my time in the shower, shaving everywhere, shivering when I realize my body will be on display tonight. Not for everyone–unless Marco chooses that. But Marco will see me again.
You have a beautiful body, Taylor.
He made me feel beautiful. He made me feel free–like I could explore my body and sexuality in a complete judgement-free zone.
I mean, I guess that’s what Sins is supposed to be, but I never gave myself permission to try anything there. I just needed to be coerced.
And I’m definitely not sorry that Marco is the one pushing me. I always had a fascination for dark villains–not that Marco is so villainous. He’s usually a gentleman.
He always tips me well and treats me with respect. Although there is also always the undercurrent of sex. He gives me the appreciative up-and-down sweep of his gaze when I approach. Speaks in a sexy, low rumble, and lets his lids drop to half-mast when he smiles or flirts. You might say he is respectfully disrespectful toward women.
I finish my shower and step out, wrapping a towel around my body.
Marco and the guys he comes in with are mafia, though, for sure, so that makes him the villain. But it’s not his Family ties that bother me.
