Page 31 of Search My Soul (Taylor Family Saga #3)

“We’ve been over this before, sweetheart. Your name calling doesn’t affect me unless we’re fucking. Then you can call me whatever you’d like. Now, have a seat and no, I’m not asking.” Deciding not to press my luck, I went ahead and took a seat in the chair in front of his desk.

“Of all the things I pictured you doing, this wasn’t one of them,” I admitted as I observed the plaques and pictures covering his wall.

“What is that supposed to mean?” He took a seat at his desk but never took his eyes off of me.

“I don’t know. I guess I thought you were one of those trust fund babies. The kind to get money and hire other people to do work for you.”

“I wouldn’t call myself a trust fund baby, but you’re not completely wrong.

I don’t work here because I have to. I work here because it’s what I love to do.

My father insisted that all of his children find something they loved and build a career off of it.

” I was surprised to hear his admission, but it added another layer to him.

“You love working on cars?” I always considered Soul to be a pretty boy because of the way he carried himself. His nails were always clean, and his clothes never displayed a single wrinkle. His profession as a mechanic went against everything I had assumed about him.

“Naw. Actually I like hotwiring cars and taking them on joyrides. However, I developed a love for cars after wrecking one of my father’s cars one night.

He told me that if I broke something, I needed to be able to fix it.

We worked on that car for about a week until it was as good as new.

It was something the two of us bonded over, and I enjoyed being able to restore something that was broken back to its valuable state.

” For some reason, his words hit me on a deeper level.

“I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that you have been a menace your whole life. You seem to have that down to a science,” I taunted.

“And yet you still can’t stop thinking about me, so what does that say about you?” I wanted to knock that crooked grin right off his face.

“Don’t flatter yourself. The only reason I was thinking about you was because you damaged my car.” Soul gave me that ‘yeah right’ look.

“Oh, yeah? Is that why you sent me that video of you playing in your pussy?” Stumped. My eyes widened in surprise because I hadn’t expected him to bring it up.

“That was nothing. I was just trying to get under your skin.” I shrugged, pretending to be unbothered.

“And why exactly do you want to get under my skin? Hmm? Is it because you want me inside yours?” My heart rate sped up, and my hands grew clammy as I stuck them between my thighs.

“You’re an arrogant one, aren’t you?”

“I can be, but I’m also very observant. You keep trying to act like you’re not attracted to me, but your body is doing a bad job of hiding it.

I’m not interested in playing this cat-and-mouse game with you.

I’m very big on making my intentions clear.

I want you, and I know you want me to. There’s no need to make this difficult or complicate things.

All you’ve gotta do is say yes.” I kind of liked our back-and-forth banter.

I also hadn’t expected him to be so forward about what he wanted, and it honestly scared me.

“I’m sure you have a plethora of bitches that you could fuck with. We both agreed that what we did was a one-time thing. Why not just keep it that way?” I crossed my legs to try to put out the fire that was brewing inside of me.

“Like I said before, I don’t believe in playing games or going back-and-forth. I can smell your essence from here, and I know that if I were to stick my hands inside your skirt right now, it would be soaking wet.

“Let’s be honest here. No other man has ever made you feel the way that I have.

I could tell by the way your walls choked my dick that you haven’t been stretched out the way you need to be.

Your pussy is too good to go to waste on a man who doesn’t even know how to hit the right spots. Allow me to be the man you need.”

“So this is about sex.”

“Not entirely. You have my attention, and I want to get to know you. The real you, not the persona you put on to keep people from getting close to you. The sex is an added bonus, but it isn’t the only thing I’m interested in.

” I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out.

He hit the nail on the head with the first part.

I don’t trust people, so I naturally put up a wall until I feel comfortable.

Our eyes locked, and I expected him to be smirking, but his eyes were soft.

From my interactions with Soul, I’ve gathered that he was a complicated man.

One with more layers than I originally thought.

I found myself wondering whether I should accept his offer.

The sex was good, no doubt. However, I worried about what would happen once my feelings got involved.

Soul seemed like the playboy type, and I would hate to have to set his world ablaze for playing with my emotions.

“You’re thinking way too hard about this. I promise, I’m not on any bullshit. All you have to do is give me the chance to prove myself.”

“What do you get out of this?” My question caused him to chuckle, and I immediately became defensive.

“What did I say that was so funny?” My arms were folded across my chest as I contemplated smacking him in the mouth.

“My bad, Juicy. I’m not used to this. I haven’t pursued anyone since high school, but I’ve never had anyone give me this kind of pushback. What the hell do you think I’m gonna do to you?” His question was probably meant to be rhetorical, but I could think of more than a few things.

“You could hurt me.”

“I would never do that.”

“Men always say that, but rarely do they keep their promises,” I shot back.

“Is that what the men in your life taught you? That we don’t stand on our word?” His question once again left me in deep thought. None of the conversation went the way I thought it would, and it was throwing me off.

“Yes. Outside of Tycen and Murk, I’ve yet to meet one who keeps his word.”

“Well, I guess today is your lucky day. I never say shit I don’t mean.” Soul stood from his seat, then walked around the desk until he was standing over me. He held his hand out for me to take, which I reluctantly grabbed hold of.

Once I was on my feet, he led me over to his desk.

My back was pressed against his chest while my palms rested on the edge of the desk.

His soft, warm lips trailed kisses along my neck as I tilted my head to give him more access.

Soul lightly gripped my neck with his left hand while his right hand slipped into my panties and stroked my pearl.

My panties were already soaked within a matter of seconds, and I could picture the victorious smirk on his face.

“First, I want you to cum on my fingers, and then I want you to cum on my dick. Can you do that for me?” The husky tone in his voice sent tremors down my spine. As much as I loved being competitive, there was another part of me that wanted to do exactly what he asked of me.

My head fell back onto him while he strummed my clit like a skilled guitarist. Between his kisses and his fingers, I could barely form an intelligible thought. All I knew was I never wanted this feeling to end.

Soul groaned in my ear. “I need an answer, Juicy.” His dick was poking me in the back and my mind instantly flashed to our first time and the way he stretched me open with his thick dick.

I’ve never had the kind of dick you could still feel days after.

When he told me sex with him was an experience, he wasn’t lying.

When his fingers dipped inside of me, I jerked from the invasion.

“Oh my—” I could barely speak as my walls began to convulse around his fingers. He never stopped stroking, and it only intensified my orgasm.

“That’s right, Juicy. Give me that fuckin’ nut,” he commanded. My legs were shaking so intensely that I held onto the desk tightly in order to keep myself steady.

“Mmmm.”

“Bend over,” Soul commanded. His voice was smooth but dominant. I wasted no time following instructions because I was ready for what was to come next.

“Take these off.” He sucked on the skin right underneath my ear while he slid my panties down my thighs.

Once they were off, he told me to climb on the desk.

I must have taken too long to move because he lifted me onto it himself.

His hand pressed down onto my back, indicating that he wanted me to arch it, so I spread my legs and dipped until my breasts were touching the desk.

I expected him to enter me, but instead, he pulled the chair up and took a seat.

My head turned back to give him a questioning look, but all I saw was lust in his eyes.

“What are you doing?” I was slightly distracted by him caressing my ass cheeks one at a time.

“You told me to kiss your ass earlier so that’s what I’m doing.

” My mouth nearly hit the floor, but he paid me no mind as his lips brushed against my flesh.

I returned to my original position, attempting to maintain my composure.

I could already tell this man was about to have my head gone, but it was too late to turn back. I wanted to see what he was all about.

His strong hands spread my cheeks apart, and he continued to lick and kiss my flesh.

Soul’s tongue alternated from licking my pussy to my ass and the sensation was driving me crazy.

I could barely hold myself up because my legs were shaking so badly.

While I was no virgin, there were some things I’ve never experienced before, and this was one of them.

The sound of him slurping and lapping my juices sent me over the edge, and I felt another orgasm on the horizon.

“Ahh! Wait!”