Page 41 of Search My Soul (Taylor Family Saga #3)

As I drove up the driveway of this mega mansion, I still couldn’t get over how big his house was.

I’ve always known that the Taylors had money, but I never knew it was like this.

Well, I knew there were different areas within the city, but I’ve never been out here before.

For some reason, I never imagined there were houses this big or beautiful.

A part of me wanted to turn right back around and never look back.

I knew that wasn’t gonna happen. As much as I didn’t want to admit my feelings for Soul, they were growing by the day.

He was nothing that I imagined him to be, yet so much more than I could’ve asked for.

While I knew he was funny and slightly unstable, he was also sweet and thoughtful.

Yesterday, I told him that I was having a rough day, and he came and brought me flowers and lunch.

I wasn’t used to someone paying so much attention to me and actually caring about my feelings.

Most men thought that sex was the answer to everything, and while I enjoyed our sex life, I could get used to this other side of him.

I sent Soul a message to let him know I was outside. He replied back and told me he would be out in a few moments. I had no idea what he had planned for me, but he told me to pack a bag. Things like that made me giddy inside. I didn’t even care what we were doing as long as we were together.

My girls were clowning me in the group chat and calling me sprung .

They weren’t wrong because I could feel myself growing more and more attached every day.

Soul and I talked on and off throughout the day from the time we woke up to the time we went to bed.

He would FaceTime me in the morning as he got his day started, claiming that he needed to make sure I didn’t have anybody in my house.

I’ve never laughed so much with a man before, but Soul made every day a fun adventure.

Soul’s presence brightened my day, but he also provided a sense of safety for me.

He may have been a jokester, but I knew without a shadow of a doubt that he would protect me.

It was amusing to see him outside of his shell.

I’ve always considered him to be a playboy, so when he went out of his way to show affection in public, it made me feel special.

I was too afraid to put a name on what I was feeling, but I knew I was in deep.

“What’s up, juicy?” Soul greeted me before pulling me into his arms. He placed kisses all over my face before reaching my lips.

“Hey, baby,” I whispered softly, enjoying the way his hands roamed my body.

“I thought I was going to have to come find your ass. You told me you were on your way an hour ago.” I snickered, taking note of the frown on his handsome face.

“You should know better by now. If a woman tells you that she’s on her way, that means that she’s just now getting in the shower.

I don’t usually spend the night away from home, so I had to make sure I had everything I needed.

Sorry to keep you waiting.” My lips were pouted, and I batted my lashes for extra measure.

“If you keep batting those things, you’re gonna fly away. You can stop all that pouting. You are absolutely right, though. I’ve grown up with my sisters long enough to know that women can’t be on time for shit.” He kissed my lips a couple more times before pulling away.

“Where is your bag?” Soul questioned, walking toward my car.

“It’s in the back seat, babe.” I watched as he opened the door to retrieve my bag.

“Damn, what the hell did you pack in here, some bricks?” Soul fussed as he tossed the strap of the bag on his shoulder.

“I told you I had to make sure that I had everything I needed. I brought extra clothes, a swimsuit, my hair care products, my night clothes, and my makeup bag for the morning.” Soul eyed me curiously as he reached for my hand.

“What’s happening in the morning that you need makeup for?”

“Well, I like to look my best when I’m doing the walk of shame.” Soul and I both chuckled as we headed toward his front door.

“You’re crazy as hell if you think I’m letting you walk out of this mothafucka in the morning. You don’t have to work until tomorrow night, and I might not even let you go then.” I gulped, replaying the words in my head.

“Before we get in here, I do need to warn you that my dogs aren’t friendly.

They aren’t going to hurt you because they know better, but don’t expect them to interact with you either.

I rarely have people over here, but they don’t fuck with anyone.

” The few times I’ve been over here, his dogs were somewhere being trained.

“Are these the killer dogs Murk was talking about?” I chortled, thinking about how afraid Murk sounded. The man had taken a life before, and he was afraid of some dogs. I’ve never been much of a pet person, but I wasn’t afraid of them either. The only animals that scared me were the wild ones.

“You’re laughing, but Rosco and Apollo have more bodies than most of the men on my team. They were trained to protect and kill.” My eyes ballooned as I glanced over at him.

“Wait. Are you serious?” I croaked in disbelief. I’ve never heard of something like that before. I mean, I’ve heard of dogs mauling people but never heard of trained killers.

“Hell yeah. I paid ten thousand dollars for these German dudes to train them. They know both German and English. My sons are smart as hell.”

“Wow. I don’t even know what to say.”

“Don’t be afraid. I told you they aren’t dangerous unless I need them to be. If anything, they’ll probably ignore you.” I shook my head as I entered the home. Soul was way more complex than I ever imagined.

“This place is so beautiful.” I slid my shoes off by the door like I’d done before. The first time I came, I noticed the cream colored carpet in the living room. It looked freshly cleaned and vacuumed. Almost as if he rarely used the space.

“You can have a seat in the living room. I’m gonna take your bag upstairs to my room.

” When he released my hand, I felt the void immediately.

Get a grip, girl, I coached myself as I settled onto the plush brown sectional.

I observed the decorative pillows along with the accent pieces.

Clearly, he hadn’t done this on his own, but everything was perfect.

The air conditioner must have been on high, because my arms and legs were covered in goose bumps. I tucked my feet underneath me as I rubbed my arms. The sound of Soul jogging down the stairs caught my attention. A smirk covered his face as he headed in my direction.

“You cold, baby?”

“Freezing. Why do you have it so cold in here? It feels like the inside of a freezer in here.”

“My bad. We like it a little cold in here. I’m gonna turn it down and grab you a blanket. Do you want something to drink?”

“Water is fine. Thank you, Soulie.” He glared at me while I giggled. Ever since I heard his niece call him that, I couldn’t get it out of my head.

“Keep playing with me, Juicy.”

“It’s cute,” I whined with my lip poked out.

“Ain’t shit cute about me, and you know that.

If you’re gonna give me a nickname, call me something relatable.

Like, Soul the Pussy Monster, or maybe the Cervix Killer.

Hell, call me Grim like the niggas in the streets.

Put some respect on my shit.” Soul stepped out of the living room, but I could still see him.

“Naw, I don’t like those. I’m gonna call you Soulie unless you piss me off, and then you’ll be Punk ass Chauncy.” I shrugged, accepting the blanket he grabbed from the hall closet.

“What the hell does that even mean?” He chuckled, leaning down to peck my lips. Things grew heated as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Hmm.” I moaned into his mouth, accepting his tongue into mine.

The weight of his body caused me to lie back on the couch.

Our connection never broke as he spread my legs so he could lie between them.

My dress rose over my hips as his hands roamed my body.

There was something so addictive about his touch, and I could never get enough.

“I asked you to come over here so we could hang out together, and your fast ass is tryna seduce me.” Soul spoke into my ear, followed by him trailing kisses down my neck.

“I can always stop,” I whispered back while helping him remove his shirt. Soul shifted so he could look me in my eyes.

“I’m about to fuck you. We can save that other shit for later.” Everything happened so fast, and before I knew it, we were butt naked on the couch as I rode his dick. Soul’s hands caressed my body as I bounced up and down.

“Damn, you cumming already. Fuck,” Soul groaned.

I should have been embarrassed by how fast my body released, but I was eagerly chasing the next one.

Leaning down, I sucked on his tongue while I continued to slide down his shaft.

After I came for the second time, I decided to turn things up.

Spinning around, I placed my hands on his knees and twerked on the tip.

“Juicy, please,” Soul pleaded. I could hear my wetness making a squishing sound, and it turned me on even more.

“You want to play, but when you end up pregnant, I don’t wanna hear shit,” Soul grunted, with his hands alternating between squeezing and smacking my ass.

The sting from his smacks made me even wetter as I wildly bounced in his lap.

He got tired of me playing and pushed himself all the way inside of me, catching me by surprise.

“Uhhh, shit, daddy,” I moaned with my mouth hung open. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my body ruptured with another orgasm.

“Damn, baby. You squeezing my dick so tight, you must want to give me a son.” In my sex clouded state, a little boy with my face and Soul’s personality crossed my mind.

“Oh God!” I screamed out. Soul pounded into my center. My legs shook uncontrollably as I tightened my grip on his knees.