“I’ll update you as soon as I speak with Taylor,” Coltonsaid.
“I hope you call with good news,” Jaggerreplied.
* * *
The following morning,Taylor knocked on Colton’s officedoor.
“Enter.”
She opened the door, stuck her head inside. “You wanted to seeme?”
“C’mon in.” Colton held out the Prius key. “Car is yours for as long as you needit.”
“That’s so nice. Thank you.” After taking the key, she folded into the guestchair.
Colton strummed his fingers on the desk. “I have a week-long out of town assignment foryou.”
She perked up. In the four years she’d worked for Colton, she’d never represented Mitus Conglomerate anywhere but the DC area. Plus, getting away would take her mind off…things.
“You aren’t required to take the job, but I hope you’ll consider going,” Colton continued. “A close friend is opening a large hotel and his event director bailed. There’s nothing scheduled beyond a cocktail party and a masquerade party opening night. It’s a lot of pressure and a big task. If you agree to it, I’ll extend you an additional week’s paid vacation, which you can take immediately following. You’ll need the R&R. I doubt you’ll get much sleep between now andthen.”
Shifting in the seat, she nibbled a fingernail. “When would I leave and where isit?”
“Today. The resort is inMalibu.”
Be bold.“I’ll do it,” she blurted, before she could chickenout.
“Thank you, you’re a lifesaver.” Colton snatched his cell phone and dialed. “Make sure you bring one of your masks. Before you head out, email me outstanding projects so they get handled.” With phone to ear, he smiled. “Jagger will bethrilled.”
Taylor’s brain shorted. “Who?”
“Jagger Loving, my good friend and business partner. He stopped by yesterday on his way home and ran into a prob—Hey, Jag, great news. Taylor agreed. I’ll text you her flight itinerary. Who’ll pick her up?” He listened. “I’ll let her know. It’s the least I could do for your birthday. Do anything special?” As Colton listened, his grin spread. “Well, you can’t beatthat. Happybelated.”
Taylor’s blood pressure skyrocketed.Oh. My.God.
7
Meet Taylor Hathaway
As Taylor fastenedher seatbelt in first class, she couldn’t decide if luck was on her side or if she’d stepped into a black hole of cosmic hell. While she rejoiced at the chance to see Jagger again, ghosting out on him probably hadn’t earned her any points. Either way, she had to own the situation. And itsucked.
The airplane accelerated down the runway and she stared out the window. For what seemed like the fiftieth time, she replayed their evening, and the zing of arousal skittered through her. Taylor had never liked her body. But being Raven had bolstered her confidence. Knowing she’d never see Jagger again had freed her to do things she’d only fantasized about. But even if hehadplayed her, Jagger Loving had pleasured her in ways she’d never even imagined. For one amazing night, he’d owned her. Body, mind, and soul. And she’d loved every minute of it…untilnow.
Jagger Loving was her client and that meant one thing. Hands-off.
When the plane went wheels up, she pulled out her laptop. Time to find out about Loving Resorts and the powerhouse of the man behindthem.
Each property catered to different clientele. Loving Bora Bora offered the ultimate romantic getaway with private villas in an exotic paradise. No kink events offered, but the promise of a sensually gratifying adventure awaited behind closed doors. Clothing required in public areas. There was a six-month lead time for reservations at this islandoasis.
Loving Switzerland was designed with the outdoor enthusiast in mind. This property boasted a little something for everyone. Activities ranged from sweet romance to ultra erotic. In certain areas, like the Jacuzzi room, clothing was optional. This hotel was booked solid eight months in advance.Holycow.
Loving Mexico catered to “the lifestyle”. Couples could partake in everything from carnal pleasures with others in the playroom, to workshops that focused on expanding BDSM play. At this resort, nudity was permitted everywhere but the lobby, restaurants and bars. The hotel booked four to eight weeks in advance, depending on the time of year. The more she read about this sexy resort, the more she fidgeted in herseat.
A year ago, Taylor had been tasked with planning an erotic performance event for her boss. Though she’d been a professional planner since college, she’d never booked anything likethat. Wrought with anxiety, she almost quit. But working with Chastity had been a godsend. The booking manager for sex-play club, Uninhibited, had promised her a quality show and had guided her through the set-up. Taylor simply needed to find out which sexual positions Colton wanted to see. Whether he wanted couples, threesomes, or small groups. Would there be audience participation? What were expectations following theshow?
Despite her excellent working relationship with Colton, Taylor communicated via email. She didn’t have the nerve to discuss the steamy show inperson.
When the big night arrived, Colton had invited his employees, plus a few dozen friends. In order to ensure the program met her boss’s needs, she’d monitored the exhibition from the back row…and about died as couples glided and gyrated their way toward orgasms while his guests watched with cool indifference. Deep down, she’d envied the performers’ uninhibited nature. Sex for the thirty year old had consisted of the missionary position with the lightsout.