Hard to Break

He did?

“You did?” I whisper.

He nods. “I put my heart and soul into those cars, and I am tired of seeing them go to waste.”

“But … she could destroy you with what she knows?”

He sighs, and there’s definite fear in his eyes. “I know that, it’s why I told Murray I would pay him and her to shut her up.”

“You did?” I gasp.

He nods.

“And will he?”

He shrugs. “He said it seemed like a fair deal, but I get a strong feeling he is at his wit’s end with her, and is considering taking the money and cutting all ties. I don’t know if he will do that, but if he does I still have Sheyenne on my back, and I don’t know how to flick her off. The only thing I can hope is that if Murray has had enough, that he might consider helping me.”

“Tazen…” I say, twisting my hands together nervously. “This is risky.”

He nods. “Oh fuck yeah. It’s far from over, too. Sheyenne won’t be happy, but I have a feeling Murray might try to keep her from spilling. After all, I know a shit load about him and he knows it. Still, Sheyenne is uncontrollable, she could bring this down for everyone.”

“And I don’t imagine Sheyenne is the type to let up easily.”

“No,” he says distractedly. “Listen, Quinn, can you just tell me what you came here to say?”

I blink at him and then nod weakly.

Then I take a deep breath.

“You said something to me tonight that threw me. It threw me not because I don’t feel it back, because Tazen,” I meet his eyes, “I do. It was just that we’ve had such a hectic time from start to now and I honestly don’t feel like we know each other. Then tonight … I came here and I realize how different our lives are.”

“That doesn’t matter, angel,” he says, stepping closer. “These things are just money, they’re not me.”

“But you haven’t seen what I live like, Tazen. We’re from different sides of the tracks.”

He studies me. “We might not be as different as you think.”

I narrow my eyes and study him. “You have money, and you live in a place like this. I couldn’t even keep my garage open and I can tell you right now my entire house is as big as this garage.”

“Quinn,” he says, reaching out and hooking me around the waist. “I have all of this, but I haven’t had it my entire life.”

“Maybe, but I worry we’re just too different.”

“And yet,” he says running his finger down my cheek. “We’re so very similar.”

He’s right about that too, I can’t deny it.

“Tazen,” I whisper.

“Baby, give me a chance. Do you think it honestly matters to me if you have nothing?”

No, I don’t honestly think that.

“No.”

“Does it matter to you that I do?”

“I’m not … sure.”

“Then it’s something we’ll explore, but right now I just want you to give me a chance. I’ve had a crazy life, I’ve had a lot of girls, I’ve had a successful career but fuck, angel, I’ve never had you.”

Dammit.

I bite my bottom lip and look up at him.

“You want to know something about me, then all you have to do is ask.”

“Really?” I whisper.

“Fuck yeah.”

I give him a small smile. “Then can I ask?”

He grins. “Yeah. Come on, we’ll get a drink and then we’re getting in the tub. You can ask as many questions as you want.”

My body roars to life and I shudder. In the tub with Tazen … yes please. I let him lead me inside again, where he grabs a couple of beers. Then he leads me up the stairs. The second story has a mass of bedrooms, at least I think that’s what is behind the closed doors. We go right to the end of the polished hall, and through a big wooden door.

I stop dead when I see the size of Tazen’s bedroom.

Oh. Jesus.

It’s bigger than my house and probably the neighbor’s house. Sitting in the middle of the room is a massive bed, that couldn’t even be classed as a king size, because it’s way bigger. To the left is a plush lounge suite and to the right are big floor-to-ceiling windows. There’s a massive open bathroom that steps down from the main floor. It has a shower, a double vanity and a huge spa bath.

“This is … your room?” I breathe.

“Yeah.”

He takes me down the two steps to the open bathroom. He lets me go to start the bath. He pours something that smells amazing into it and then turns to me. He steps forward, his eyes suddenly lusty, and he takes hold of my hoodie. He raises it up and I let my arms up so he can slip it over my head. Then he takes my tank and does the same. I’m standing in a bra and leggings now, and he steps back and his eyes slowly travel over my body.

“Fuck you’re beautiful.”

Those words go right to my heart and it swells.

“So are you,” I whisper.

His eyes flash to mine, and their chocolate brown depths seem darker tonight. I think lust does that to them. He reaches around me, pressing his lips to mine as he unclips my bra. I whimper when he steps back and my breasts fall free. He takes one in his hand, tossing my bra with the other. He cups it and then leans down, capturing my nipple in his mouth. I gasp and clutch his biceps. He sucks each of them, then he removes his mouth and kneels down before me.

He takes my leggings and slides them down my hips, making sure my panties go with them. When I’m naked before him, he cups my sex. Then he slides his hand between my legs and rasps, “Spread.”

I do as he asks, spreading my legs a little. He curls his hand around my calf and then he lifts my foot and places it on his shoulder. My cheeks burn at the position he’s put me in, and I’m about to protest when he leans forward and puts his mouth between my legs. All my thoughts fly out the door as sensation quickly takes over once more. I gasp and reach backwards to hold onto the vanity as he devours my pussy.

“Tazen,” I gasp. “Yes.”

He sucks and licks, doing nothing but those two things, until I’m wound up so tight I’m ready to explode. My knee is shaking and struggling to hold my body weight with the other foot off the floor. My fingers are curling into the counter and my head is tilted back. Tazen puts his teeth over my clit and rolls it, and I explode. A scream is ripped from my throat as the most amazing orgasm takes over my body.

Before I’ve even come down from my high, Tazen has my foot back on the ground and is standing, jerking his pants down. “Pill, Quinn?” he grinds out. “You on it?”

“Y-y-y-yes,” I gasp as he spins me around and presses my body over the vanity.

“You clean?”

“Y-y-y-y-yes. Are you?”

“Yeah, got tested. You want to see?”

I believe him.

“No.”

“Thank fuck, ’coz baby, I’m going in bare.”

He puts his hand to the middle of my back and pushes me gently forward. I can see us both in the mirror. My cheeks are flushed and my dark hair is falling around my face. My breasts are full and my nipples are hard pebbles. Tazen’s eyes are nearly black with lust. We look … beautiful together. Tazen reaches between us and takes his cock, then he pushes inside me.