Chapter 13

TAYLA

I was pacing in my room, trying to make sense of everything that had happened.

First off, I’m now Raffiel’s cleaner.

The same Raffiel I was warned to steer clear of.

Then there was Hayden and our little tussle.

He had it coming.

And Walker?

Our kiss on the deck and how it had escalated.

The feel of his hands on me and now I had three days to decide if I wanted to get involved with him.

And not just him.

Hayden too?

I ran my fingers through my hair and took a deep breath.

Breaking the news about my new job to Logan and Jess could be tricky.

My pacing quickened.

“Damn it!” I yelled, feeling overwhelmed.

I moved to this town for a fresh start, with no plans of getting into any relationship for a while.

But then the Raffiel brothers happened.

I needed to breathe.

I went to my window, pushed it open, and stuck my head out, inhaling deeply.

The wind tousled my hair and I closed my eyes, my mind slowly calming down.

When I opened my eyes, they landed on Hayden, who was looking straight at me from the grass bank.

Great.

I watched him walk down to the garden fence, his gaze never leaving me.

“I’m sorry about earlier,” he shouted up to me.

I raised an eyebrow.

“I really want to kiss you, Tayla!”

His eyes sparkled as he looked up at me, and I quickly checked the time on my wall clock.

I had three hours before Jess would be home.

Maybe I could sneak out?

“Wait there!” I shouted back.

I swapped my shirt for a long t-shirt and slipped on my sneakers.

Swinging out of the window, I climbed down the drainpipe and stepped onto the garden table.

I jumped down and walked over to the fence.

I lifted it up and slid out, making sure to place a brick there for an easy return.

As I stood up, Hayden grabbed my arms and gently pushed me back against the fence.

His lips met mine, and I let out a moan as he kissed me passionately.

My arms wrapped around his neck, and he lifted me up by my legs, pressing his lower body against me to the fence.

“Damn, you taste so good,” he said, pulling away from our kiss.

Before I could respond, he was kissing me again, his tongue exploring my mouth.

I whimpered, and he bit my bottom lip as he pulled away, setting me back on my feet.

His eyes watched me as he cupped one of my breasts and ran a finger over my nipple through my shirt, making it harden under the fabric.

“Is it okay to touch you?” he asked.

“It’s a bit late now,” I breathed as he continued to stroke my nipple.

“I mean somewhere else?”

My breathing quickened and I hesitated.

“I won’t fuck you here, baby girl,” he promised.

“Then…touch me.”

His hand moved from my breast and slid under my top, making its way to the waistline of my leggings.

Our eyes locked as his hand slid down the front of my leggings, into my underwear, and cupped me between my legs.

By now I was practically panting and I jumped when his fingers parted my lower lips and his finger rubbed my clit.

He leaned in closer so his lips were just above mine as he did it again.

Sliding his finger down, he found my opening and slowly, he inserted his finger inside me, making me moan.

“Oh please,” I begged.

“Do you want to come on my hand, baby girl?” he asked, his warm breath washing over me.

He began to mimic the act of sex with his finger and I closed my eyes, leaning my head back against the fence.

It had been so long since anyone had made me come!

“Yes. I want to come.” I told him.

He quickened his pace before slowly sliding another finger into me, stretching me deeply.

With two fingers, he began to thrust them in and out of me so deep, it made me arch up against the fence.

Hayden’s mouth moved over my exposed neck and he nipped it, before bringing his lips to mine.

He kissed me lightly as I began to moan while he finger fucked me.

My stomach tightened with building pleasure and I felt heat rush through me.

With his free hand, he slid it up my top and groped my breast through my bra.

“Come for me, Tayla,” he whispered against my face.

His finger plunged into me all the way to his knuckles and I could feel my own fluid leak out of me.

“Hayden!” I cried, feeling my body tighten.

I placed my hand over his through my leggings and pushed him on until my pussy clenched around his fingers and I came with a loud moan.

He quickly kissed me on the mouth before slowly sliding his fingers out of me.

“What’s going on?”

I jumped when a man appeared behind Hayden.

Hayden’s hands left me and as he turned, he pulled out his gun and aimed it at the man.

“Get lost,” Hayden growled at him.

The man held his hands up in surrender.

“I’m sorry, I thought someone was hurt. I heard moaning.”

Hayden kept his gun trained on the man until he walked back over the grass bank.

I blushed when I realized that someone had heard me come and lowered my head.

Hayden turned back to me and lifted my face with his finger.

“That was embarrassing,” I mumbled.

“Don’t be embarrassed. He was just a nosy jerk and I didn’t want him looking at my girl looking so sexy and flushed,” he told me.

I smiled and he watched me before kissing my forehead.

“I have to get back to Walker. I’ll see you in the morning,” he told me.

I nodded and lifted the fence, ducking back into the garden.

I moved the brick away and let the fence fall back before heading to the table.

I climbed up the drainpipe easily and it wasn’t until I was safe back in my room that I saw Hayden walk back over the bank and head back down the beach.

Well, that certainly changed my opinion about Hayden from this morning!

I laid on my bed, keeping my window open and smiled.

This was a far cry from the timid, shy submissive girl back home.

I had a taste of danger and I liked it.

Was something wrong with me?

Maybe I was now a good girl, turned bad?

The town's local bad boys had definitely noticed me. Both of them seemed to want me.

I bit my lip, running my tongue over the tender swell of my recently kissed lips.

Could I be their girl?

Did I even want to be?

A voice inside me whispered, ~You know you do~.

I must have drifted off because I was awakened by Jess knocking on my door.

“Come on in!” I called out.

“Hey there, Tayla tot! How was your day?” she asked, perching on the edge of my bed.

Where to even begin!

“I landed the job. I start tomorrow at eleven.”

“That’s fantastic! Good for you.”

“We’re heading out to a bar for dinner and drinks in an hour,” she informed me.

“Okay. Sounds like a good time.”

She clapped her hands in excitement and left, closing the door behind her.

Shaking my head, I changed into a pair of snug black jeans and a white lace gypsy top that bared my shoulders.

I pulled half of my hair into a ponytail, leaving the rest cascading down my back, and slipped on my denim jacket.

I hesitated between my sneakers and black heels, until a little devil on my shoulder whispered—the heels.

I tucked Logan’s phone and the house key into my back pockets and slipped some cash into the front one.

Digging into my small makeup bag, I applied a quick coat of mascara and lip gloss.

My ex never liked it when I dressed up or went out to eat, but in this new town?

I was a new girl and I thought, ~Fuck it!~

Meeting Logan and Jess downstairs, Jess let out a wolf whistle while Logan looked a bit uneasy.

Jess was in jeans and a flannel shirt, and Logan was wearing combat pants and a black tee.

Logan tossed his truck keys in the air and caught them.

“Let’s roll.”

Jess and I followed him out, and Logan drove us in his truck to a bar on the town’s outskirts. According to Jess, they served the best hot dogs in the world.