You can do this, I told myself.“So youre a Taurus? Does that mean youre hung like a bull?”“What makes you think Im a Taurus?” he asked smoothly.“Your muscles, theyre practically ripping through your suit. And the power in the way you walk.MoreYou can do this, I told myself.“So youre a Taurus? Does that mean youre hung like a bull?”“What makes you think Im a Taurus?” he asked smoothly.“Your muscles, theyre practically ripping through your suit. And the power in the way you walk. Youre a big, bad bull. And Im in need of a ride.”He laughed, but it wasnt giddy. It was deep and sophisticated, like him.
“And what are you?”“Everything you have ever dreamed of.”With the last of my courage, I looked him straight in his eyes, full of intent. “Meet me at the sundial at midnight tonight. I want to fuck you underneath the stars,”Dont get me wrong. I’ve always played by the rules — like any good girl should — graduating from college early and landing my dream job.One night of passion under the stars, with a complete stranger, was my idea of a perfect carefree ending before I focus all my time and energy into my career.Only that’s not how things went.That Taurus in the park?
He turned out to be a jackass. Because no decent man will give a woman the most incredible sex in her life then leave her - blindfolded, naked and lost in the woods in the middle of the night!Oh, and it doesnt end there. That jackass ended up being my boss, Rawn Jackman.