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Chapter 16

 

I drop off Miss Steele and the boss out front then go park the SUV in the underground garage.

I decide to take the service elevator up to the penthouse: from the look on the boss’s face I don’t think Miss Steele will be getting much sleep and I really don’t want to bump into them before he gets her into the bedroom. At least that’s where I assume he’ll take her, but with the boss, there’s never such thing as a done deal.

He held her in his arms while she slept for almost the entire journey which was kinda sweet. He’s fallen for her big time but I still have my doubts about their relationship or contract or whatever the fuck it is. I mean, let’s face it, finding a sweetie like Miss Steele, all innocent and beautiful, who’s willing to let him beat the shit out of her and fuck her in more ways than I’ve had hot dinners – he’d have to be lottery-lucky to find all that in one person.

But maybe it’s his turn.

The boss really isn’t a laugh-a-minute kind of guy; and I get why. A lot of the reasons for this are, quite literally, stamped all over his body. Not only that, he’s got tens of thousands of people in half a dozen different countries living off what he pays them. If he screws up, that’s a lot of people unemployed. Plus he’s a walking, talking, fucking target for all the whackos out there who hate him because of his wealth – which is where I come in. And whatever went on with him and the Ice Queen when he was a kid, he’s been pretty fucked up about women ever since. Maybe it’s true that everybody gets a chance at redemption. The question is: will he be smart enough to take it?

All this worrying about the boss is giving me a fucking headache. I’m really glad it’s Sunday because I know that Gail will be waiting for me when I get back – and that woman is the best cure for headaches that I’ve ever known.

It’s quiet as I make my way silently through the apartment. I wasn’t trained in covert ops for nothing. Who knew it would come in so handy for being close protection for a twisted fucker like Grey. Some weekends, when he had his subs around, I needed a pair of blinkers to walk through the apartment. I mean, I really don’t need to see the boss fucking in his study, in the main room, in the kitchen, and once in my fucking office! Bastard! It took me a while to look at the CCTV table in the same way, for fucks sake. Images like that get burned into a man’s brain.

I turn off the lights as I go but the apartment is never really dark, not with the city glowing softly below. I like not having curtains. Weird, I know.

Gail’s bedroom door is slightly ajar. Officially we still have separate bedrooms but my room hardly ever gets slept in. Sometimes I sleep in there if I’ve got a really early start and I don’t want to wake her up. I hate those nights: the bed is just too damn big and cold without her.

I take off my jacket and tie and drop them on the sofa, then push open her door. She’s asleep, lying on her side, one arm reaching out to the empty space where I really want to be. Her shoulder is bare, pale in the dim light. God, she’s beautiful. Her hair is spread out across the pillow like a silver halo. I am one lucky bastard.

I bend down to untie my shoes then kick them under the bed and pull off my socks. I’m moving as quietly as possible but when I tug my shirt over my head, her eyes open, and she blinks sleepily.

“Sorry, baby. I was trying not to wake you.”

“I don’t mind being woken by you, Mr Taylor. I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you, too, baby. So much.”

“Mmm, you’ve taken your shirt off,” she says. “Do you need some help with your pants?”

“I need anything you can give me, baby.”

She smiles like a sphinx and sits up. I can’t help my eyes following the sheets as they fall to her waist. She’s naked and just so fucking fabulous.

She reaches out and tucks her fingers into my waistband, tugging me towards her.

“I think you’re pleased to see me, Mr Taylor.”

I can’t reply because she’s running her hand over the fucking enormous bulge that’s just made lift-off in my pants.

She unzips me real slow – it’s such a fucking turn on. And she’s staring up at me the whole time. God, she’s so…. She grips me – hard. Fuck!

And I can’t wait anymore.
I pull off my pants and step out of them.

“Did you just drop your pants on the floor, Mr Taylor?”

“What? Yeah, so?”

“What have I told you about leaving your clothes on the floor?”

She looks really pissed. What the fuck?

“You think I’m here just to pick up after you?” she says angrily.

“Gail, no! Of course not!”

She grabs the waistband of my boxer briefs and yanks them down. It’s only just not painful.

“You’ve been bad, Jason. You need to be punished… And you need to be restrained.”

What?

And she pulls out a pair of pink, fluffy handcuffs from underneath her pillow.

I break out into a cold sweat. Since when was Gail into this kinky shit? She’s been working here too long!

“Er, Gail… I really don’t…”

“Hush now, Jason. This isn’t going to hurt… much! Happy anniversary, darling.”

She throws me onto the bed and straddles me.

“Aaaagh!”

 

“Jason! Jason! What’s the matter?”

I realize I’m thrashing around in the bed as Gail sits up and turns on her sidelight.

I screw up my eyes against the brightness and let my breathing return to something like normal.

“Jason, what on earth is the matter?”

Her voice is filled with concern.

“Oh, god, just a…” Christ! I just dreamed about Gail and handcuffs and… fuck me!

“Did you have a nightmare?”

Was it a nightmare? Mmm, maybe not. But, Gail with handcuffs?

“Noooo, not exactly.”

“Then what?”

She runs her soft fingers over my chest as I sit up and lean back against the headboard. And suddenly I really don’t want to admit to her what I was dreaming about. Fucking Grey! It’s his fault, the twisted fucker!

“Tell me, darling,” she says, her voice hypnotic, edged with worry.

I can’t lie to this woman.

But I’m trained in special ops, tactics and war games.

I take evasive action, pinning her down to the bed and running my hands over her beautiful, round, soft breasts. And, apart from the handcuffs, I take over where my dream ended.

“Jason! What’s got into you?”

“I don’t know, baby, but I sure as hell want to get into you!”

“I have to be up in a few hours!”

“I’m up now, baby.”

She laughs and runs her nails down my back.

“You’ve got a very persuasive argument, Jason.”

She runs her teeth down my throat and across my shoulder then bites me.

I push my hands up between her thighs and I can feel her body tremble under mine; she moans into my neck and bites me again. I’m going to be black and blue tomorrow – but it’ll be worth it.

Normally I like to take my time but after the day I’ve had, that fucking weird nightmare or dream or whatever the fuck it was, and those teasing little bites, I’m done waiting. I plunge into her and feel her amazing warm, wet pussy, so soft and tight, stroking me all the way up, all the way up to my hilt. Fuck! Then she clenches around me and I’m pounding into her – from nought to ninety in one second: top, fucking gear.

She rakes her nails down my back, making me call out, then wraps her legs around my waist and locks her heels behind me.

I push harder, my head buried in her neck, breathing like I’ve just sprinted a mile in full kit and 40 pounds of body armor.

Her body starts to tremble and quiver and she squeezes me inside and out. I grit my teeth and silently urge her on.

She comes beautifully, shatteringly and, relieved, I follow her, thrusting hard and letting go.

Our bodies are locked together, a film of sweat making her skin gleam.

I don’t want to pull out of her but after half a minute, she unlocks her legs and pushes gently against my chest. Reluctantly, I let her go and lie at her side, my head resting on her stomach.

She strokes my hair softly.

“Goodness, Jason! What was all that about?”

“Just pleased to see you, baby.”

“So it seems! Are you going to tell me what woke you up? You sounded like you were having a nightmare.”

I really don’t want to think about that.

“Nothing that you couldn’t put right, baby.”

I pull her more tightly to me and thank god that I took a job with a weird, fucked up, billionaire from Seattle.

 

It’s Monday morning but I have the luxury of sleeping in. Once I knew Miss Steele didn’t need to be driven back to her place in the Pike Market district, I knew the boss wouldn’t be going for an early morning run.

I was hoping to work on some more evasive tactics with Gail but she swatted my wandering hands away and bribed me with the promise of bacon and pancakes… if I’m ‘good’.

Why, Mrs Jones! I’m always good with you around.

Gail interrupts my pleasant daydreams by bringing me breakfast in bed. I can’t help grinning at her.

“You are an accomplished woman, Mrs Jones.”

“Why, thank you, Mr Taylor. An unexpected but very welcome compliment.”

“And you sure can cook, woman!”

“Is that the beginning and end of my talents, Mr Taylor? Because if I remember correctly, and I was taking notes at the time, last night you said I fucked like a vestal virgin on a Sunday school outing with the high school football team. I paraphrase, of course.”

I grin up at her. “Paraphrase, huh?”

“Well, possibly a verbatim report. By the way, I’ve just met Mr Grey’s young lady.”

“Oh?”

“I think I embarrassed her. She clearly didn’t know who I was – she probably thinks I’m one of his subs!”

She laughs at the idea but I’m not so pleased. I don’t want anyone having that thought about Gail. But, of course, that’s exactly what I wondered when I first met her. The memory pisses me off.

“She seems very sweet, Miss Steele. And very… er… amorous!”

“Yeah, she and the boss fuck like it’s about to be rationed.”

“Hmm, well, it seems to be catching, Mr Taylor.”

I reach up to grab her but she dodges out of the way.

“You are not getting maple syrup on the sheets again!” she says severely.

“Sure?”

“Well, not on a work day. Besides, I think Mr Grey will be wanting to talk to you, although he’s not going into the office until 2pm.”

“I have a few ideas about how we can spend the time until then,” I say.

And this time she’s not quick enough. I’m really looking forward to getting her all sticky.

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71 Comments Post a comment
  1. 08/3/2012
    Bethann

    Oh sweet!!!!! Thx for a new chapter. I never tire of your imagination and stories. I imagine this next Chaptr(s) will be quite interesting with Ana leaving Grey back in Seattle and then leaving him after het trip to the Red Room ot Pain. Taylor is very much a part of those scenes. I am anixous to read his POV in that drama! Thx so much for giving us more Jason Taylor. I know some of us Americans (namely me) who are positively rude and impatient. My apologies.

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Hi Rude and Impatient! More Taylor-love coming soon. Gail is a lucky, lucky lady!

      Reply
  2. 08/3/2012
    Nan Virden

    I think Taylor and Gail are more interesting than Christian and Ana! Love it! What a great pairing.

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Aw, thanks, Nan!

      Reply
  3. 08/3/2012
    yrenecvasquez

    Nice, hot and love the sticky idea…. and I, as a latin girl, have to accept that patience is not one of my virtudes…. Keep writing!!! and Thanks!!! you made my night, now going to sleep nicely…

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  4. 08/3/2012

    What a great find, your stories are terrific. you keep the characters in their true voice but yet you have a great original take on their stories. Thank you.

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Thank you. The devil is in the detail… or possibly at your elbow!

      Reply
  5. 08/3/2012
    julie

    It’s like Christmas morning when I check and there is a new chapter posted. My favorite part so far is how the Grey family thought he and Christian were lovers. Taylor is so horrified at the thought of them thinking that and it cracks me up. Thanks for writing, I really enjoy your words.

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Yeah, that was a bit cheeky. Glad you liked it!

      Reply
  6. 08/3/2012
    Lilly4848

    OMG! I am ROTFLSTC!! Gail putting Taylor in handcuffs dream. Absolutely perfect.

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Excellent result! I’m happy!

      Reply
  7. 08/3/2012
    claire5ca

    Love the new chapter!!! I love Taylor, he puts up with a lot from Christian. His insights are great! Waiting the next chapter.

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Hush, now. Soon, soon!

      Reply
  8. 08/3/2012
    debbie

    lov,n the new chapter . hes so sweet lol xx

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      I’ve fallen hard for Taylor. Aw, hell!

      Reply
  9. 08/3/2012
    mkmrider

    Ah Gail and Taylor are adorable together. Will he pursue his dream?! I guess no one is immune in the Grey household… Mx

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Ha ha! It’s catching!

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  10. 08/3/2012
    Debby

    loved the new chapter. thank you x

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      You’re very welcome.

      Reply
  11. 08/3/2012
    channy

    ohhhhhh I love this new chapter .it’s so good !!! eagerly waiting for the nxt one:))

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  12. 08/3/2012
    Lillimarlene

    What lovely breakfast reading! Poor Taylor , having to put up with his boss’s shenanigans. Fucking in Taylor’s office is such a gross invasion of privacy.
    You never fail to amuse, pink handcuff’s eh? Apparently, Anne Summers are reporting record sales and all connected to FSOG .

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Oh yes, poor Taylor! But at least Gail reaps the benefits, so to speak. Shenaniwhatigans indeed!! Ann have just placed a new order for 70,000 sets of silver balls – and that’s just in the UK!!

      Reply
  13. 08/3/2012
    Cherise

    Lol….your version of Taloyr’s POV is hilarious. I love it…so looking 4wd to next chapter. Thxs!

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Thanks, Cherise. See you back here soon!

      Reply
  14. 08/3/2012
    Brooke

    That was a great chapter. I love that now Taylor is dreaming about Grey’s antics. I know it bugs the heck out of him. The banter between Taylor and Gail are as good as the banter between Christian and Ana. They are great together and funny. Thanks. Can’t wait to read more. Can you update CG the early years?

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Just finished a very early story – before ‘Fifty After Twenty’. Posting soon.

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  15. 08/3/2012
    Jennifer

    I was so happy to see an update to your Taylor story. I love his point of view. I was also excited to read what Gail thought of meeting Ana for the first time. Thank you once again!

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      You’re welcome, Jennifer!

      Reply
  16. 08/3/2012
    Kim

    Indeed I was a nice way to start my day at the office. Cant wait to see how Taylor deal with Ana going away and leaving for good after the trip to play room. As alsway. Love your writing.

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Oh yeah, that’s going to be a big chapter to write… I’m really looking forward to it. Not quite there yet.

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  17. 08/3/2012

    I’m so glad that I found this blog. I love re-reading Fifty Shades from Taylor’s POV. You’ve done a great job at capturing the character’s voices.

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Thanks, Mocha. Glad to have you here.

      Reply
  18. 08/3/2012
    Nanette

    Thanks for writing! mmmmm pink handcuffs huh?! very interesting!!!!
    cant wait how will Taylor deal with Mr. Grey as “hell on wheels” while Ana is not around :)

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Yes! Even Taylor has a breaking point!!

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  19. 08/3/2012
    Katherine

    Another brilliant chapter, you really are a superb writer

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    • 08/3/2012
      sunandsurf

      Thank you! Just glad you’re enjoying the writing.

      Reply
  20. 08/3/2012

    More please!! Sometimes I’m so bossy.;)

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    • 08/4/2012
      sunandsurf

      Love that about you!

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  21. 08/3/2012

    I love this Taylor Quote “”Fucking Grey! It’s his fault, the twisted fucker!””” just funny

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    • 08/4/2012
      sunandsurf

      Hey there! Love that you’re laughing… be careful where you use those Taylorisms!!

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      • 08/4/2012

        yes I know but Taylor is crazy cause Grey n he make my day…

      • 08/5/2012
        sunandsurf

        Oh, Taylor. Loooove that man!

      • 08/5/2012

        Me too

  22. 08/4/2012
    shabz

    awwww loved it! i cant wait for all the depression drama to kick in Jason poor man was in the middle of all that, keep up the good work! I’m in bloody knots with all the waiting,but its bloody worth it :) TY

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    • 08/4/2012
      sunandsurf

      Bloody marvellous! Will do, honey!

      Reply
  23. 08/4/2012
    queenb52

    Love how they do the “Mr Taylor/Mrs. Jones bit similar to CG’s and Ana’s “Mr Grey/Miss Steele” bantering…and now dreams of ‘pink handcuffs”….Lordy! Lordy!!….
    .great chapter as usual!!

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    • 08/4/2012
      sunandsurf

      Lordy lord, indeed!

      Reply
  24. 08/4/2012
    Holly

    Great chapter. OMG fucking in his office. I always wondered if he walked in on him and his subs.

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    • 08/4/2012
      sunandsurf

      I think that happened a lot. But in his office – poor Taylor!

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  25. 08/4/2012

    Thank you so much for this hot and sexy chapter! I love seeing Taylor in this light. I can only imagine what I would do if I caught my boss going at it w/ his lady friend on my desk. First off I would probably kick his butt since my boss (only because he owns 50% of company and I own 16%) is technically my dad, and that would mean he was cheating on my step-mom, lol! Not to mention the fact that I work from home so he would be getting down & dirty in my home office…that is just sick and wrong. I’m the only one allowed to do that ;)

    In all seriousness though, I really did love this and it was so nice to get to read after a long work week!

    XOXO,
    Ang

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    • 08/4/2012
      sunandsurf

      Naughty girl! I love your humour!!

      Reply
  26. 08/4/2012
    Dina

    More, Please!!! You are doing a fantastic job writing from Taylor’s pov. You are very talented. I can’t wait for the last chapter of book 1…I like the pov of christian that someone else wrote about how after Ana left Christian was a complete mess and even cried into the pillow in her room. He woke with night mares that night and Taylor ran to him. At one point she said that Taylor took a seat next to Christian at the breakfast bar where he called him Christian and said how he understood his pain and wished he had changed for his wife and they would still be together and that maybe Christian should make a change…or at least seriously consider it.

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    • 08/5/2012
      sunandsurf

      Yeah, I read that, too. I’ll be writing that scene in a few weeks. Gotta get them to Georgia first, oh, and the three days where Christian is ‘hell on wheels’. Reeeeally looking forward to writing that!

      Reply
    • 08/5/2012
      TamTam

      Where can I find that story?

      Reply
  27. 08/5/2012
    lisa

    Only started reading this but they are so good keep up good work

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    • 08/6/2012
      sunandsurf

      Thanks! Welcome to our Sub Club!

      Reply
  28. 08/5/2012
    Mrs P

    really enjoying this, thank you so much, looking forward to the next one.

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    • 08/6/2012
      sunandsurf

      Probably Friday. Work is getting in the way… again!

      Reply
  29. 08/7/2012
    MattBomerasChristian

    this is great! I cannot wait until all of the crazy Leila drama happens….with Taylor running mad trying to find her. Looks like you may have taken on quite a challenge with Taylor’s POV—I love it! thank you

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    • 08/7/2012
      sunandsurf

      Thanks! Really looking forward to writing the next Taylor scenes. Christian being ‘hell on wheels’ for 3 days? Can’t wait!

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    • 08/8/2012
      sunandsurf

      I adore writing Taylor but yes, there are things he won’t by privy to. More on Friday!

      Reply
  30. 08/9/2012
    Tersea

    I love Taylor’s POV :-) can’t wait for the next one

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    • 08/10/2012
      sunandsurf

      There’s a bit of Fifty After Twenty to come first…

      Reply
  31. 08/17/2012

    Thanks for another great chapter! Sticky sheets…with maple syrup no less, YUMMY! Taylor is delish!

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    • 08/18/2012
      sunandsurf

      Join the line!

      Reply
  32. 09/25/2012
    Dw

    Parasomnia? (Lol!) I’m not surprised with Taylor’s dream after all shenanigans he had to witness. Maybe he needs re-training in covert ops? Or a visit to Flynn? ;) …Nah… he seems to have enjoyed his nightmare tad too much for Flynn’s interference… And what an effect it had on T&G’s lovemaking … :D

    But on a more sombre note – I loved Taylor’s thoughts on his boss and the ‘But maybe it’s his turn’ reflection. He does like CG but doesn’t want to admit it to himself, yet. I wonder what will it take for him to own up…

    Dw (Dorota)

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  33. 10/6/2012
    lovey a leavell

    Love your blogs on Taylor’s point of view. hope you continue throughout the entire trilogy. great job. I love Taylor, the housekeeper and “elliot” as much as I love Christian and Ana. please keep up the great work.

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    • 10/6/2012
      Jane H-B

      Will do LaL!

      Reply
  34. 10/7/2012
    Marta

    Your ideas are always amazing! Pink handcuffs, I laugh so much:)

    Reply
    • 10/8/2012
      Jane H-B

      Aw, thanks. Poor Taylor, eh?

      Reply

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