A giggle left my lips at his statement. “Oh, I'm never scared."

It was a lie. I was terrified, but I was going to make a point to prove tonight Mr. Taylor should never underestimate me.

Instead, I would leave him begging to f*ck me.

His eyes stared at me with intrigue over my words. I knew he was waiting for me to make a move, but as his hand cupped the small of my back and brought me closer, I found myself unable to move.

“You're teasing me, beautiful," he whispered as I slowly pulled away from him.

“Tsk-tsk, Mr. Taylor. Trying to keep me all to yourself," I...