Don't Tease Me: A Dark Mafia Age-Gap Romance (Made Men Book 1) by Renee Rose

Author:Renee Rose [Rose, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Burning Desires
Published: 2022-09-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Lexi

I finish up with my last client the next day and sweep up the hair on the floor.

It feels good to have paid off Arissa, and she’s acting friendly to me, but honestly, I’m still hurt. I really, really hope I get the job at Stellar, so I can leave this place.

True to his word, Bobby had his secretary schedule an appointment for me with the EMDR therapist today, as well as a wax, manicure, and massage at a studio nearby. When I texted him to say thanks, he replied, I take care of my girl.

His girl.

The words produce an effervescent tension in me. Because I’m not his girl. Not really.

I’m his beck-and-call girl. Not his girlfriend.

I’m his available-for-sex girl. Not someone he spends the night with.

Crap. And this growing disappointment that we aren’t and can’t be more signals that I’m developing feelings for him. Which I never planned to do.

I put the broom away, and my client gets up. The door swings open, and an imposing, dark figure crosses the frame. Bobby's carrying a bouquet of orange roses, and he looks like a million bucks, as usual.

My heart leaps at the sight of him, adrenaline erasing the weariness of working on my feet all day. The ache and stiffness in my knee. Ondrea has gone home for the day, and my client and I are the only other people in the salon. I beam a smile and hold up my finger to indicate I’ll be done in a minute.

He nods, leaning up against the wall, his arms folded across his chest, the flowers tucked under one arm.

“Ooh, who is that?” Joanna, my client, asks.

I smile. “He’s my date.”

Yeah. For all the stern lecturing I gave myself about squelching my feelings for Bobby, there’s no denying the level of excitement fluttering in my chest.

“Ooh,” Joanna murmurs appreciatively. “Lucky you.”

After she pays and leaves, I start to pull off my smock.

“Wait just a second, beautiful. I’m here to collect on one of those haircuts,” Bobby rumbles.

“Oh!” I re-tie the smock strings. “Okay, come on over.”

He sits in my chair, gazing at me in the mirror with a predatory look. I spin him around to face me, moving in close to straddle one of his knees as I run my fingers through his hair. “Just a trim?” I purr.

He grabs my ass and kneads it, his grasp possessive. “Yeah. Whatever you think is best.”

I pick up his hand and tug it. “Come on, I’ll shampoo you.”

Leading him to the sinks, I offer a chair and recline it, warming the water to the perfect temperature before I use the gentle spray nozzle to wet his hair. Something about serving him this way makes the entire experience erotic for me, the sense of power similar to when I give him a blowjob.

I take my time, massaging his scalp with shampoo, the pads of my fingers becoming a sensual tool to stimulate his pleasure, his sighs of appreciation fueling my desire to please. By the time I’ve lathered, rinsed and repeated, a steady pulse of desire thrums through me.

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