"I just wanted to say goodbye, that's all. I knew you were special, and something told me I needed one more kiss before I got married tomorrow. I didn't think that was too much to ask."
"Tomorrow?" Deck snaps as he sits down on the edge of the tub and starts sponging warm water over my shoulders. He's naked, and my eyes can't help being drawn to his cock, which is still standing nearly as big as it was when he pushed inside of me.
"May." He's rubbing my shoulders, but his hand, slick with water, comes around to cup my chin, raising my eyes to meet his. "I need to know everything so I can get Leah back to you. What you want, I want. You're mine now, and I take care of what's mine."
"Sorry." I lick my lips, my eyes still darting down to look at it. "It's mesmerizing."
"Trust me, I understand the feeling. It's taking more effort than you can imagine just to keep from taking up permanent residence inside that pink-wink of yours. But we'll have more time for that when we have Leah back. Right now, she has to be the priority."
"Okay." I take a moment and try to refocus. "They figured out that I'd snuck out the other night. Then today, Leah was gone. They'd taken her somewhere, but they wouldn't tell me where. They made me sign the marriage license."
Deck's jaw tightens but he doesn't interrupt.
I shake my head. "It means you only need twenty-four hours, and then you can be married. I figured it was my last chance, so I snuck out again and took the bus to the club. I wanted to see you. Victor pulled up and grabbed me as I was coming down the back street, heading for the parking lot."
The thought makes me shudder.
"If that fuck ever touches you again, I swear I won't stop at fixing his face. I won't stop until his heart stops."
"They're going to do something. I don't know what, but I know they must be planning something. They want the money. The conservatorship only lets them touch certain funds at certain times, so they can't get at all of it. When I get married and make a baby, my share goes into a trust fully run by my husband. So basically, my dad loved us, but he didn't think women could handle their own money. He was very old school."
"It's your money. It'll always be your money, as far as I'm concerned. I have no interest in it. I have my own, and it's more than enough to take care of you. Which I fully intend to do in every way." He runs a hand over his head, and his eyes drop to the water, to me. The way he looks at me feels like being licked all over.
"I don't know where they've taken Leah. They've never taken us anywhere before. For all I know, she could just be lockedin another room or a guesthouse at the estate. It's huge, but they keep everything locked up. We only have access to our bedrooms, our dining area, and a few other rooms."
"I'll find her, May. Whatever it takes. They won't hurt her. She’s valuable to them. They may have lost control of you, so now she's more important than ever. They need her."
A flash of fear chills me.
"What if…" I gulp. "What if Victor marries Leah? What if they make her do it? They could, you know. Oh my God. They would do that. I know they would. They could even use the same marriage license. They had me sign it, but it wasn't filled out all the way. There were bits they'd left blank. They could be married by tomorrow. Simon and Victor… they know people. Judges. Officials. People who would help them."
Deck's face tightens.
"What?" He knows something, I can tell.
"Nothing." He forces a grin, and his eyes drop straight to my chest, like that solves the conversation.
I lie back in the water, letting his gaze gobble me up because I like how he looks at me and how it feels to be desired like this.
"You know what you did to me?" I bite my lip and look up at him.
"What's that?" he asks, and his cock grows another inch right in front of me. Like it heard.
"What you did to me with your mouth. I want to do that to you. With my mouth."
I pull my hands from the water and reach one over toward him.
He takes my fingers and guides me. The water is cooler now, but my body is hot, flushed, and the room beyond us fades away.
"I'll show you, May. I'll teach you. You're mine to use. Do you understand that? What it means to belong to me?"
He places my hand on his girth, closing his fingers over mine so they wrap around the shaft. I feel the silk over the granite underneath. He squeezes, and I pull in a glorious breath.
"I think so."
"It means I'll always care for you. I'll know what you need before you even know it yourself, because nothing will be more important to me than you." He stares down at me with those eyes, his muscles tense under his skin, and the dark hair on his chest calling for my hands.
He moves our hands together, stroking, up and down, up and down. My skin tingles and my belly aches for him. My mouth waters when I think about tasting the shiny droplet forming at the slit of his cock.
