Surrender

Surrender by Tawny Taylor

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Authors: Tawny Taylor
Tags: Fiction, Erótica, Romance
extra key somewhere....
    I started my search in all the usual spots, the drawers and shelves. I located some pictures in a drawer that captured my interest. Old photographs of Kameron with some other men. They all looked similar. The angle of their jaw. The shape of their eyes. The wavy texture of their hair. Brothers? No, he’d said he had no brothers. Cousins, maybe. Another photo showed an older couple. The man looked very much like Kameron. And the woman was very beautiful, with long hair and a body I envied at my age. The man was smiling playfully. His expression reminded me of Kameron.
    Like father, like son.
    I flipped through some of the other photos, smiling as I glimpsed a tiny slice of Kameron Maldonado’s family life.
    The front door clicked, and I jumped.
    He walked in, stopped, frowned. “What are you doing?” Feeling as if I’d been caught snooping in his underwear drawer, I dropped the photos and slammed the drawer shut. “I was looking for a spare key.”
    “Why?”
    “I thought I’d go out for a little bit.”
    “Where?” He set his briefcase on the floor, next to the door. “Did you tell me you’d never been in New York before?”
    “That’s right, I haven’t.”
    “You shouldn’t leave the condo alone, then. It isn’t safe.”
    “This area looks pretty—”
    “It isn’t safe,” he repeated as he flipped up his collar and pulled his tie out. I watched as the silk slid along his neck, remembering how it felt gliding over my wrists. My insides warmed, and I swallowed. “I’m finished with my appointments today. I’ll take you out.”
    “Thank you.”
    He unbuttoned his shirt while walking toward his room. “Give me a couple of minutes.”
    “Sure.”
    He closed himself in his room, presumably to change his clothes. I waited, excited to be finally seeing the city while being healthy enough to actually enjoy it. He emerged a few minutes later, dressed in jeans, a snug black pullover shirt, and a really sharp black leather jacket. “Ready to go shopping?”
    “I . . . we’re going shopping?”
    “Didn’t I promise you a shopping trip before we left?”
    “Yes, but that was before—”
    “Let’s go.” He motioned for me to take the lead. I went out into the hallway and, while he locked the condo, I poked the elevator button.
    His phone rang just as he stepped up next to me. “Hello? Great. Okay. Thanks. Call me later when you get the report back.” He smiled at me. “I have a car waiting downstairs. Where do you want to go first? Barneys? Bergdorf Goodman? SoHo?”
    “I don’t know.” Really, how could I choose? I had heard of all of them but had never been to any.
    “I think SoHo first,” he said.
    The door chimed, and in we stepped. The car was empty. Out of habit, I stood in the back. Kameron took a spot next to me. The door rolled closed, shutting us in the elevator together.
    He glanced at me, and I felt my cheeks burning a little.
    He was such a handsome man. Insanely handsome. And I knew what his kisses tasted like—decadent. I knew what his caress felt like—intoxicating. I knew what his possession felt like—thorough perfection.
    Never would I taste his kiss again, or shudder under his caress, or quiver as his body possessed mine.
    Dammit.
    I knew I shouldn’t feel so disappointed, but I did.
    “What’s wrong?” he asked, sensing my wilting mood.
    “Nothing. I’m just . . . a little worn out still.”
    “If you’re not up to our excursion, we can go—”
    “No, I’ll be fine.”
    He looked askance at me as the elevator bounced to a stop. His eyes were dark with concern. Genuine worry. How could I have ever mistaken that worry for guilt?
    He couldn’t be that good of an actor.
    Now, I felt guilty. For accusing him of doping me. For screaming at him. “Really. I’ll be okay,” I said.
    “If you get too tired, tell me right away and I’ll bring you back.”
    “Will do.”
    We stepped outside. The air, the sidewalk, the streets were damp,

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