Free The Sweetest Taboo: An Unconventional Romance by Harper Miller

this. i didn’t think He did it to be malicious. Again, there was no creepy vibe, just a Guy hell-bent on getting what He wanted. And what He wanted was for me to let my guard down. i was willing to explore and let my guard down tonight, but He was thinking bigger picture—much bigger. And He had been from the beginning.
    i nodded when i was done reading. i wasn’t sure how to process what i’d just learned. i could always tell Him that i’d changed my mind, but my curiosity was getting the better of me. i could end this at any time. For now, i’d let it play out a little longer.
    “Do you have any questions for Me?” He asked, walking over to the chest of drawers and returning the paperwork.
    “When would You like me to get tested, Sir?”
    He smirked. “That’s the beauty of My unique position. Because of My occupation, I have access to your results from last year. Have you had any form of sex in the last three months?”
    “No, Sir, the last time i was with someone intimately was a year ago.”
    “Then your results from your last panel are sufficient,” He replied. His lips pursed and the corners of His eyes crinkled as if He were fighting a smile.
    So He was happy i wasn’t getting laid? i wasn’t. i couldn’t do the casual sex thing. The main reason i hadn’t been with anyone intimately is because i sought something substantial. But i got the feeling He knew that. Obviously, He wanted to be the One to change it.
    “Are you currently on any form of birth control?” He inquired.
    i was exposed, literally and figuratively. Aside from my dress, which was hitched up around my waist, i was practically naked. The thong and the heels i wore while He scrutinized my sexual history and methods of birth control weren’t helpful in shielding me from an inquisition.
    He didn’t exactly take things slow. Then again, i was bound to a Saint Andrew’s Cross in my skivvies, so i wasn’t moving at a snail’s pace either, but i couldn’t help the snarky reply that escaped my lips. “You mean to tell me You didn’t see that bit of info in my medical history too? Or did You not look?” i guess i was a little more than mildly annoyed.
    He raised a brow, halting mere inches from my face. His breathing was a bit erratic—i had pissed Him off.
    i inhaled sharply. Now was not the time for me to be bratty.
    His stony expression indicated He was not pleased with my smarting off. He attempted to pull my dress up to cover my breasts before reaching above my head and releasing my right hand from the restraints.
    “Wait, w-what are You doing?” i asked.
    “I’m sorry, micah, I’m going too fast, we should stop. you’re annoyed. I’m annoyed. We shouldn’t do this. Let’s try to—”
    “No, wait,” i said, interrupting Him. Things couldn’t end like this. Although my response was a defense mechanism, i shouldn’t have responded that way. “i should be apologizing. i responded rudely. i’m sorry, Sir.”
    “micah, when I ask you a question, your response should be ‘Yes, Sir,’ ‘No, Sir,’ et cetera. I don’t want to hear any sort of back talk. Do we understand each other?”
    “Y-yes, Sir,”
    “If you’re not ready for something or you want Me to slow down, tell Me. I need you to communicate with Me, okay?” He said, placing my wrist back into the restraint.
    “Are we good now?” He inquired.
    “Yes, Sir.”
    “Good girl. Now, let’s try again. Are you on any birth control?”
    “No, Sir.”
    “Well, micah, that’s about to change. When I said Mine, I meant it. I’m only interested in exclusivity. What’s your preferred method of birth control?”
    “i’ve been on the Pill previously, Sir, and i have no problems starting a low dose. i used to take Alesse.”
    “Good girl. Schedule an appointment with your gynecologist as soon as possible to get a prescription. I could write you a script for a low dosage oral contraceptive, but I want to be sure that, with your asthma, we don’t