by Laurie Roma
“I could have them killed for you.”
Caitlyn had to laugh at that. Tag had insisted on going with her across the street to Manchester Klein to retrieve her personal items from her desk. The entire office had gone silent as they made their way through. There were no goodbyes offered, no well wishes. In fact, no one spoke a word to Caitlyn as she packed up her belongings.
That simple fact had Tag fuming again. The only thing that had pleased him while they were there was that Ryan had run for safety soon as he had seen them. Carl on the other hand stood in the doorway of his office, glaring at her as she’d collected her things. Caitlyn had explained the sexual harassment she had been dealing with on their walk over and Tag found that he wanted to punch Carl in the face just for looking at her.
Instead, Tag had leveled hard eyes on the other man and spoke calmly. “Expect a call from Robert Manchester soon.”
Asshole.
Tag enjoyed the way Carl’s face paled and turned away. He wasn’t worth their time anymore. Tag would ensure the prick didn’t try and take advantage of any other women working at Manchester Klein.
He’d make damn sure of it.
Tag was so proud of Caitlyn as she had held her head up high and met the curious stares with a look of mild amusement. Caitlyn had reached out for his hand, the only sign of her nerves had been the slight shaking of her hand, but he had gripped it with his own and held tight as they left.
Now, absconded in Tag’s town car, she smiled and squeezed his hand. “Aww, Taggie. Thank you for that wonderful, yet strange offer. Although I would love to take you up on it, I think we’ll let them live and continue to do…whatever bastards do. Besides, I think I got the better end of the bargain.”
He blinked. “Taggie?” The incredulous expression on his face was a mixture of bafflement, pleasure and discomfort.
One of her eyebrow lifted. “Baby?”
Settling for amused, he laughed and that slow easy smile spread on his handsome face and had her heart thumping in her chest. Caitlyn tried for a casual shrug. “You pull out baby and I get to use Taggie. It’s the way of things.”
Tag shifted closer to brush his lips softly over hers. “Guess I am going to have to get used to it. If you really want to go change, I can drop you off and pick you up in a little…” He punctuated the words he spoke with little kisses. “We can go for a nice dinner and celebrate your birthday. Then we can go back home to my place and I can make love to you all night.”
Loosing herself in him, Caitlyn let out a sigh of pleasure. “Well, boss man. How ‘bout we skip to the end and just get takeout?”
“Baby, you say the sweetest things…”
****
Tag took Caitlyn up to his beautiful penthouse apartment, which was only a six floor building so the height wasn’t that much of a factor.
He drew her a bath in his oversized sunken marble tub and brought her a glass of champagne, telling her to enjoy a soak while he got dinner ready. Needing no encouragement, Caitlyn had quickly stripped and let her body relax in the fragrant water. It had been endearing to watch Tag struggle with the bath salts and the candles that he had so meticulously set out for her. Obviously he had never done this before, and that made it mean that much more to her. She had watched as he pulled out a package of bath stuff from under the sink that still had the handwritten note from his mother on it, telling him to find a woman to pamper.
Caitlyn closed her eyes and laid back, letting the heat soak into her weary body. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Tag sitting on the lip of the tub. He had changed into simple black pants and a black t-shirt that looked like a muscle shirt over the expanse of his impressive chest and it made her want to take it off him.
“How do you feel, baby?”
“Mmm, I think you are going to have a problem ever getting me out this tub.”
He chuckled, then leaned down to brush his lips over her forehead. “I like seeing you here. I could get used to you being here all the time.”
Leaving that alone, Caitlyn pushed herself to a sitting position and tilted her head to the side. Trying to lighten the mood she asked, “Are you going to feed me?”
Smiling, Tag got up to grab a large bath towel and held it open in front of him. Water sloshed off of her naked skin as she stood and Tag embraced her in the warmth of the towel as he lifted her easily out of the bath.
“I could get used to your little habit of carrying me everywhere,” she murmured.
Tag chuckled as he gently rubbed her skin dry. He reached over for the robe hanging from the back of the door and held it out to her. It was his. It smelled like him and Caitlyn laughed as he had to roll the sleeves up several times so her hands could peek out.
He pulled her out into the bedroom and down the hallway to the living room area. Hundreds of candles were lit, creating a sparkling fairy land of starlight around the room. Roses of every color were placed in vases wherever there was space for them, filling the air with romance.
“I didn’t know your favorite color,” Tag whispered.
“How… Oh, Tag.” Emotions choked Caitlyn. She blinked the tears away when she could no longer see. Turning to him, she burrowed her face into his chest and hugged him tight.
He held her close and lifted her face, pressing his lips to her cheeks to wipe her tears away before kissing her lips lightly. “Happy birthday, sweetheart.”
“Tag...” Caitlyn whispered. “No one’s ever done something like this for me. I…I’m speechless.”
“Well, that’s all going to change now. I like doing things to put a smile on your face, baby.” He wiped the tears still sliding down her cheeks away with his thumbs as she gave him a watery smile. He took her hand in his and led her over to the table that was set up with their dinner and pulled out the chair for her.
They dined on buttery lobster tails and tender filet mignon, chatting easily about their lives. With her plate almost cleared, she put her fork down. “I think I’m going to explode if I take another bite.”
Tag smiled at her as he leaned back in his chair. “Move in with me.”
Caitlyn had just taken a sip of wine and spray it out all over the table. “What? What? Tag, we just met today!”
Unwavering eyes stared back at her. “I know. You probably think I’m crazy, but I know what I feel. I want you to move in with me.”
“You can’t be serious!”
“I’m very serious. I know this is sudden, but I know what I want. I want you. It doesn’t have to be today or tomorrow, but I wanted you to know what I’m thinking.”
Caitlyn tipped her glass back and finished her wine before she answered. Liquid courage. “You’re moving way to fast for me here. I’m…ah, I’m not very good with relationships.”
“Neither am I. You aren’t alone in this. We’ll struggle through together.”
“I know, but this…things are complicated. Move in with you? I mean it’s going to be weird enough with me working for you, but to move in with you? You barely know me!”
Caitlyn felt like she was in an emotional whirlwind. Fear, panic, joy and excitement fought within her as she stared back at him wide-eyed. He placed a small box on the table and pushed it toward her. The small box had panic pushing all other emotions aside.
Holy fucking shit on a stick!
Amused, Tag leaned forward to take her hands in his. They were like ice. “Baby, I’m not proposing so you can wipe that horrified expression off your face. Just open your birthday present.”
Caitlyn pulled her hands from his and picked up the small box. Her hands were shaking. She opened the box to see the most beautiful ring she had ever seen. The large square cut aquamarine was in an antique silver setting. All she could do was sit there, watching the light sparkle off the surface of the stone.
“It was my grandmother’s. It came to me when she died. My grandparents were happily married for over sixty years. She wore this ring everyday from the day he gave it to her till the day she died. The stone remin
ds me of your beautiful, expressive eyes. This ring is a beginning for us. I want this ring to be a promise, from me to you. A promise to make this work, to make us work.”
“A promise,” Caitlyn murmured. She looked back at Tag with love. Who cares that she had just met him. Tag was her dream man. “This doesn’t make any sense. I just met you but I’m falling in love with you.”
Tag got up and came around to take the ring out of the box. He pushed it onto her finger of her right hand and kissed her. “That’s good, baby, because I’m falling in love with you, too.”
The aquamarine sparkled in the candlelight as Caitlyn placed her hand around Tag’s neck to draw him to her again as tears streamed down her face. “If you keep making me cry, you’re going to start pissing me off.”
He chuckled. Breath released on a sigh as their lips brushed softly. His lips trailed down to touch the side of her neck, fluttering like a butterfly’s wings. Her stomach tightened as his hands slid up to part the front of the robe so he could cup both of her breasts. She purred with pleasure as his fingers gently tugged at her nipples. Caitlyn put her hands over his to stop him.
“Come with me.” Caitlyn spoke softly as she took his large hand in hers. He followed without a sound as she pulled him back into his bedroom.
***
Chapter Ten
Caitlyn’s tongue slipped out to wet her bottom lip as she turned to him. Tag felt his body clench with need at the provocative sight. He moved closer so his hands rested gently on her hips, lowering his head so his mouth met hers.
They both moaned at the touch.
Caitlyn reached down to cup his erection in her hand and slid her tongue deep into his mouth when he gasped. She pulled back, just enough to open the robe and let it slide down to the floor and watched his eyes cloud with desire. Reaching out, she pulled his shirt off, but when he reached for her again she shook her head.
Confused Tag asked, “What’s wrong, baby?”
“Nothing,” she said with a smile
“Why won’t you let me touch you? What are you doing?”
His eyes flared with heat as he watched her. She had pulled his pants and boxers down as she dropped to her knees in front of him. He kicked off the clothing and stood before her naked, dark stubble shadowing his face making him look just a little dangerous. His beautifully sculpted body glowed in the soft light. “Just relax, Tag. I’m giving you my promise. Just relax and let me do my thing.”
A smile twitched at his lips. “Have at it, baby.”
He felt his eyes roll back into his head as her tongue flicked out to lick at the semen weeping at the tip of his cock. “Fuck!” he growled as she took hold of his hot hard length with her hand. Slowly, Caitlyn took the head of his cock into her mouth and swirled her tongue over it, watching him as she did.
Tag shuddered and swore again, the pleasure so intense he could barely breathe. She pulled back and blew cool air over the bulbous head before sucking it back into her mouth.
“Fuck baby, that’s so good. God, your mouth feels so good on me. Suck me. Suck my cock, baby.”
She moaned and he could feel the sound humming over his cock as she sucked the length of him down. Working her mouth over his cock, she kept her hand in place to stroke over the rest of his shaft she couldn’t take. She pushed more of him into her mouth and he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. Tag’s hips jerked. Barely able to control himself, he reached down to pull her mouth off him.
“Fuck it baby, I’m too close and I want to be inside you when I come.”
Tag’s entire body trembled with need. He picked her up and literally threw her down on the large bed. Her body was that of a goddess, ripe and lush. It made him want to get on his knees and beg.
“I need to taste you. To get you ready for me.”
Tag pushed her thighs apart. He settled between them, pushing them wider, spreading her so his body could fit. He shoved two fingers deep inside her, thrusting them in and was rewarded when Caitlyn moaned with pleasure.
“Look at this pretty pussy. Got to get you ready for me, baby, because when I get my cock in you it’s gonna be fast. You like that don’t you? Like me finger fucking your tight little hole?” Before she could answer his tongue swiped across her clit and had her bucking under him. His mouth closed over the small nub. He sucked as his fingers continued to tunnel into her.
Caitlyn screamed as she shattered into a million pieces. Her body had no time to recover as Tag continued to suck and lick at her pussy, drinking her come down like a man starved.
“Tag, I need…I need you. Come inside me.”
“With pleasure sweetheart.”
He crawled up her body, shifting to align his cock at her tight entrance and drove deep. Caitlyn screamed his name as Tag impaled her over and over again with his big cock. He swallowed her cries as he took her mouth and continued to pound himself into her. Her legs locked around his hips, holding him to her. He kept his eyes on hers as he hammered into her pussy with fast, brutal strokes and watched as she came again.
God, he loved to watch her face when she came. Her vision blurred, eyes going opaque, her body shuddering in release as she cried out his name. Only then did he let his release come. He felt as though the top of his head had blown off as he let out a hoarse shout and filled her with his seed.
Caitlyn’s lungs worked to drawl in air. Her heart pounded in her chest like a freight train and there was a slight buzzing in her ears. She stared at the ceiling and ran her hands through Tag’s hair since his face was buried into the side of her neck. She was startled as Tag’s head snapped up, his eyes feral.
“Again,” he growled.
“What? Oh…!”
Caitlyn’s eyes went wide as Tag started to move within her again. His teeth nipped and bit at the side of her neck. Taking his time, Tag pulled back so his only the tip of his cock was still inside her, then thrust back so deep he hit her cervix.
“I’m still hard for you, sweetheart. I can’t get enough.” He shafted her slowly as he spoke. “You feel good, so damn good, baby. I need more.”
“Take what you need, Tag.”
His thumb stroked over one of her nipples before his mouth settled over it. He sucked at it then moved to the other breast to continue to lick and suck. He stroked the flames of passion as he continued to plunge deep.
Caitlyn loved the feel of him inside her. His hard body pressed against hers. Pleasure shot through her with each thrust and her hips rose to meet his. Tag’s large hands continued to roam over her body making her tingle all over. She had never been with a man who talked so much during sex, but she loved it. It was such a turn on.
Now, she was going to see how he liked it.
“I love it when you talk dirty to me, Tag. Just the sound of your voice makes me so hot. I love what you do to me, how you make me feel. You feel so good deep inside me, your big cock filling me so full. I want you to come inside me again, fill me with your cum.”
He pushed his cock up through her tight muscles and stopped when he was all the way inside her. Sweat rolled down his face and his eyes were closed. He looked like he was in agony. Ragged breath tore from his body and his voice was harsh, strained when he finally spoke. “Baby, you have to stop. I can’t control myself when you say shit like that. I wanted to go slow, to make love to you slow, but you’re pushing me.”
“I want to push you. Fuck me, Tag. Fuck me hard and fast. Show me how much you want me.”
With a strangled growl, Tag pulled back and in one move had her flipped onto her stomach. His hands bruised her flesh as he raised her hips, placing his big muscular body behind her. He shoved the entire length of his flesh inside her, hips pistoning as he covered her like an animal.
He couldn’t stop, control shattered beyond repair.
Her body jerked under him as he thrust with the full force of his body. She gripped the sheets, trying to steady herself for his violent thrusts.
Fire flashed, consuming her.
/> “I’m coming, Tag! Come with me. Please, come with me,” she chanted. The muscles of her pussy clamped down on him as another powerful orgasm ripped through her with such force she could barely breathe. He let out a hoarse shout as he jerked against her, pumping her full of his hot cream.
She fell forward, sprawled out on the bed with Tag over her. They lay there, in a tangle of legs and arms, bodies covered with sweat. Long minutes passed as they struggled to catch their breath. When Caitlyn found her voice she murmured, ”Wow…wow.”
Tag’s breath whooshed out. “Yeah.”
“I have to say that was some promise we made just now.”
“Any better and I think you would have killed me.” Tag snorted.
Caitlyn turned to snuggle into him and he pulled her close. A feeling of contentment came over her as she looked down at the promise ring he had placed on her finger. “This feels so right, being with you.”
Tag placed his hand over hers, entwining their fingers together. “We have something good here, baby. Just give us a chance and you’ll see how good we can be together.”
Caitlyn lifted her head, placing her chin on his chest looking him straight in the eye. “If you’re willing to try, then so am I. Just make sure you remember to make your promise to me every night, in every position.”
With that, he laughed.
That was definitely a promise he would keep.
***
Epilogue
One Year Later
The cold rain pounded down on Caitlyn as she rushed from the car to the building in front of her carrying a sealed plastic bag with her. She shook off her umbrella and waved hello to the security guards at the front desk as she made her way over to the elevators.
Getting off when the doors opened, Caitlyn rushed the length of the seventh floor and came to the large office at the end of the hall. Standing in front of Tag’s admin, Caitlyn smiled down at the older woman who guarded his door.
“Good afternoon, Mrs. Steele. And a happy birthday to you as well!”
“Thank you! Mary, how many times have I told you to call me Caitlyn?”