Page 21 of My Bodyguard’s The Boss

“Look,” Austin said, spinning that fork so fast it blurred. “You’re in charge, or whatever. But can I ask for one thing?”

Dominic glanced over at the bag waiting at the end of the table. “Depends what it is.”

“Can I have a kiss?”

Dominic stifled a smile. How anyone could be intimidated by this guy was beyond him.

He leaned over the table and took Austin’s chin. Austin’s breath caught, and Dominic marveled at how easily affected he was.

“You really haven’t done this much before,” Dominic said. “Have you?”

Austin frowned. “I told you.”

“You said you hadn’t asked much,” Dominic corrected. “I assumed you’d experimented. Or paid someone.”

Austin spluttered. “You think I hired a hooker?”

“A rich actor paying somebody to fulfil the sexual fantasies no one else will play into?” Dominic deadpanned, stroking Austin’s stubble. “It wouldn’t be the first time.”

Austin shrugged. He still looked distracted by Dominic holding his face.

“I thought about it,” Austin admitted. “But, eh. Feel like it’d be weird.”

“Weird?”

“To do that with someone I don’t know, or whatever,” Austin said hastily, like he was trying to get it over with. “Am I getting my kiss or not?”

Dominic kissed him deeply. He couldn’t help but dig his fingers into Austin’s chin, feeling Austin moan against his mouth. So, he was the first person to have Austin like this. The knowledge made him want to ruin Austin for anybody else. How could nobody tell that this was what he really wanted? Sure, he played into the tough guy schtick. But someone should have been able to tell his heart wasn’t in it. Especially in bed.

Dominic was going to reduce Austin to his truest parts, he decided. Strip him free of his bullshit until he couldn’t do anything but submit.

He pulled back, gratified by how big Austin’s pupils were from just one kiss. Then he took the bag and dropped it into Austin’s lap.

“Go upstairs,” he said. “Put this on and kneel on the bed. You have two minutes.”

Austin laughed. “I’m being timed now?”

Dominic checked his watch.

Austin bolted for the stairs, still chuckling. He bounced up the stairs two at a time, and Dominic tried to remember if he’d ever seen Austin this carefree. It looked good on him.

Dominic palmed himself and waited. He could use this time to do the dishes. But Austin had a maid coming by later, and he wanted to bask in the image of what was waiting for him upstairs.

Would Austin be weirded out? Dominic sure as fuck would be. He just had to hope that Austin was into this sort of thing. This sort of thing being that Dominic was, at times, a line-crossing little shit.

He had high hopes. He’d crossed a hell of a lot of lines already, and Austin had seemed not just happy about it, but grateful.

Dominic let go of his denim-clad cock and checked his watch.

One minute, forty seconds.

He gave it another ten. Then he followed Austin upstairs to see his fantasy come true.

CHAPTER 7

They looked like perfectly ordinary clothes, at first.

It only clicked after Austin put on the shirt. It was an off-white button-down that was so uncomfortably tight the buttons threatened to pop off whenever he moved. He was about to undo the top button when he realized.