arms around his neck. “Take me back to your room. Please, Taber.”
How could he refuse her anything when she asked him like that? Spoke to him with longing and loneliness.
“Anything you wish. I am your servant.”
And for the first time in his life, he understood what it meant to truly love.
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Chapter Six
Fallon felt warm, safe and completely rested for the first time in months. Sighing, she stretched out in the bed before rolling over to the warm spot in the bed where Taber’s body had been. When her brain finally registered that he wasn’t there any longer, she opened her eyes and lifted her head off the pillows.
He hadn’t gone far.
For the first time since she’d met him, he was sitting in a chair, hunched forward staring at a data pad. Lowering her head back down, she watched him as he worked.
She assumed he was reading reports on the murder…murders. God, she couldn’t believe Lukas was dead too. It was like someone was trying to kill off all her friends.
She knew that wasn’t likely. Both Nate and Lukas were probably just in the wrong place at the wrong time and got in the way of this psychopath. She had faith that Taber and Sean would be able to catch whoever it was doing it.
Taber reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose before rubbing his eyes. She could only guess how long he’d been awake. She knew for a fact he’d lain awake until she’d drifted off last night. He hadn’t even attempted to make love to her, even though she could feel his sizable cock pressing against her ass. The complete control he had over himself was amazing.
But seeing him like this, unguarded when he thought he was alone, she knew this was the secret part of him, one he didn’t share. She actually felt a bit guilty for watching, but she couldn’t let this moment pass. Taber leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his hand along the back of his neck while he continued to read.
She couldn’t just sit here while he was in pain. As quietly as she could, she slipped from the bed and tiptoed over to him. It wasn’t until she was a foot away that he turned to look at her. He was about to get to his feet when she jumped forward and pressed his shoulders down.
“Don’t you dare,” she said softly against his ear. “You deserve a neck rub for all the hard work you’ve been doing.”
“Fallon, I can’t—”
“Don’t give me any of that Briel formality crap. This is me. Now sit still while I fix those sore muscles.”
“They’re not sore.”
“Has anyone told you you’re a shitty liar?”
“No.”
“Well you are.”
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She pushed his head forward and pulled the neck of his shirt back, exposing more of his neck. The front cut into his throat and he pulled it forward again.
“Well this won’t do,” she said and sighed. “Better take it off.”
He looked at her over his shoulder, an amused smile on his lips. “Yes, ma’am.”
In a single smooth motion, he pulled his tunic off and tossed it to the floor. With nothing in the way, Fallon was free to explore the multitude of muscles that made up his back. Starting at his neck, she pushed her fingers against his skin, working on the hard knots she found. After a few minutes of constant rubbing, her fingers began to hurt from the stress.
“You’re a very tense man.”
He grunted once. “I’ve never had someone do this for me before. It’s…relaxing.”
“I’m multitalented. I mix drinks and rub necks.”
“What else can you do?”
Many naughty images crossed her mind, all of which she’d like to do to Taber at that moment. She had the feeling she could reveal her deepest fantasies to him and he’d keep her safe while fulfilling them. Biting her lip hard, she quickly made up her mind.
Leaning forward, she whispered in his ear.
“I will do whatever you want.”
He turned his head to the side, looking at her from the corner of his eye. “What…do you mean?”
Instead of trying to explain it to him, Fallon took a
How could he refuse her anything when she asked him like that? Spoke to him with longing and loneliness.
“Anything you wish. I am your servant.”
And for the first time in his life, he understood what it meant to truly love.
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Chapter Six
Fallon felt warm, safe and completely rested for the first time in months. Sighing, she stretched out in the bed before rolling over to the warm spot in the bed where Taber’s body had been. When her brain finally registered that he wasn’t there any longer, she opened her eyes and lifted her head off the pillows.
He hadn’t gone far.
For the first time since she’d met him, he was sitting in a chair, hunched forward staring at a data pad. Lowering her head back down, she watched him as he worked.
She assumed he was reading reports on the murder…murders. God, she couldn’t believe Lukas was dead too. It was like someone was trying to kill off all her friends.
She knew that wasn’t likely. Both Nate and Lukas were probably just in the wrong place at the wrong time and got in the way of this psychopath. She had faith that Taber and Sean would be able to catch whoever it was doing it.
Taber reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose before rubbing his eyes. She could only guess how long he’d been awake. She knew for a fact he’d lain awake until she’d drifted off last night. He hadn’t even attempted to make love to her, even though she could feel his sizable cock pressing against her ass. The complete control he had over himself was amazing.
But seeing him like this, unguarded when he thought he was alone, she knew this was the secret part of him, one he didn’t share. She actually felt a bit guilty for watching, but she couldn’t let this moment pass. Taber leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his hand along the back of his neck while he continued to read.
She couldn’t just sit here while he was in pain. As quietly as she could, she slipped from the bed and tiptoed over to him. It wasn’t until she was a foot away that he turned to look at her. He was about to get to his feet when she jumped forward and pressed his shoulders down.
“Don’t you dare,” she said softly against his ear. “You deserve a neck rub for all the hard work you’ve been doing.”
“Fallon, I can’t—”
“Don’t give me any of that Briel formality crap. This is me. Now sit still while I fix those sore muscles.”
“They’re not sore.”
“Has anyone told you you’re a shitty liar?”
“No.”
“Well you are.”
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She pushed his head forward and pulled the neck of his shirt back, exposing more of his neck. The front cut into his throat and he pulled it forward again.
“Well this won’t do,” she said and sighed. “Better take it off.”
He looked at her over his shoulder, an amused smile on his lips. “Yes, ma’am.”
In a single smooth motion, he pulled his tunic off and tossed it to the floor. With nothing in the way, Fallon was free to explore the multitude of muscles that made up his back. Starting at his neck, she pushed her fingers against his skin, working on the hard knots she found. After a few minutes of constant rubbing, her fingers began to hurt from the stress.
“You’re a very tense man.”
He grunted once. “I’ve never had someone do this for me before. It’s…relaxing.”
“I’m multitalented. I mix drinks and rub necks.”
“What else can you do?”
Many naughty images crossed her mind, all of which she’d like to do to Taber at that moment. She had the feeling she could reveal her deepest fantasies to him and he’d keep her safe while fulfilling them. Biting her lip hard, she quickly made up her mind.
Leaning forward, she whispered in his ear.
“I will do whatever you want.”
He turned his head to the side, looking at her from the corner of his eye. “What…do you mean?”
Instead of trying to explain it to him, Fallon took a
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