Where She Belongs (The Forever Collection Book 1) (13 page)

May

W
ell, I’ve learned a few things.

Penises are fun.

Orgasms are NOT what I thought. They’re way better.

I’m crazy.

Because I think I’m in love. Like, real love. With a guy I met a few days ago.

Like I said, crazy.

“Come on, Pink. I’m going to clean you up and see if we can’t ease that ache.”

“Please, I
can
walk. You didn’t turn me into a paraplegic.” I toss my hair out of my face as Deck reaches down to scoop me up from under my legs and behind my back. “Yet.” I wince, because even this movement reminds me of what that monster between his legs did to my virgin spaces.

“If you’re still walking, we’re not done.” Decker kisses my temple.

I’m still amazed you can get something that size into something my size. It’s quite fascinating. The science behind it, I mean.

“The bath is just warm enough and should help. Then, you’re going to tell me everything you know about Simon, Victor, the will, where they may have taken Leah. Anything that might help. I want it all, because you’re not going back there.”

Deck is striding, carrying me toward the bathroom in the master suite. His house is very nice, very clean. It’s nothing like the estate with all its carved wood and Turkish rugs. His place is strikingly white. All sharp angles and warm light coming in everywhere. A complete wall of windows lines the bedroom, looking down over a lake, which is black right now, but I imagine during the day the sight is wonderful.

“I have to go back.” I feel Deck’s arms tense and I quickly add on. “I mean, just to find out about Leah. That’s all. I love that house, it’s where we grew up. I have fond memories, but I’ll give it all up for her.”

Inside the steaming bathroom, Deck lowers me, feet first like a china doll, into the clear water.

“What, no bubble bath?” I smile as the water warms my lower legs, Deck’s huge hands still around my waist, gently guiding me lower.

He shakes his head and smiles.

“No, that would obstruct my view. Besides, I’ve read that bubble baths aren’t good for you, especially after the beating you just took down below. No, I will always look out for you. Your health is most important. No bubbles, just warm, clean water.” He leans down and plants two kisses on my lips. My cheeks feel warm and my tummy flutters. I want him again, even with the discomfort between my legs. It’s like an instinct. I need more. “Down you go. Deep breath,”

I suck in a breath as the water hits my behind, then feel the sharp sting as it envelops my raw pussy.

“Geeeeeezzzz-uuuuuussssss.” My fingertips dig into his forearms and the pain washes over me for a good minute. He puts his lips to the top of my head, kissing me lightly while the pain slowly subsides, until I finally take a deep breath and relax.

“I’m so sorry, May. It will get better. Now, what happened tonight? You were coming back to see me? Victor followed you?”

“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 completely 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 for me to avoid taking up permanent residence inside that pink-wink of yours. But we will 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.” I shake my head, “It means that 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 allows access to funds under certain payment parameters, so they can’t get at all of it. When I get married, and make a baby, my share goes into a trust fully administered by my husband. So, basically, my dad loved us but he didn’t think women were able to handle their own money. He was very old school.”

“It’s your money. It will always be your money as far as I’m concerned. I have no interest at all 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 dance down into the water. Just a glance from him feels like a touch, making my body shiver.

“I don’t know where they’ve taken Leah. They’ve never taken us anywhere before. For all I know, she could just be locked in 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 will 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 completely filled out. There were bits they’d left blank. They could be married by tomorrow. Simon and Victor . . . they know people, judges and officials, people that would help them.”

Deck’s face tightens.

“What?” He knows something, I can tell.

“Nothing.” He forces a grin, his eyes clearly adoring my chest.

I lay 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 I see his cock grow another inch.

“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 are 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 that they wrap around the shaft. I feel the silk of the skin moving over the granite underneath. He squeezes slightly and I pull in a glorious breath.

“I think so.”

“It means I will always care for you. I will 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.

“I want to taste that,” I blurt out, licking my lips, and his cock turns six kinds of hard under my hand.

“My cum is going to be in every hole you have. Eventually. But right now, let’s get you out of this tub so we can give your mouth what it needs.”

His hands are everywhere. Towel, shoulders, back, legs. The way he looks at me makes my entire body flush. I see the way he’s holding back, but I want it all.

“Show me.” I let the words out with a breath as his hands cup my breasts. His eyes trail over me, regarding every part of me, and as much as he makes me feel beautiful, I still wonder why a man like him would desire a plump little elf like me.

My hands flutter at my sides, then I cross one over my poochy belly, bringing the other one absently up toward my chest. I sink back on one hip and drop my eyes to the floor.

“Don’t.” Deck’s sharp words shock me out of my moment. “Don’t you ever do that again.”

“What?” I hear the tension. It’s more than the wanting. He’s angry. I don’t have any fear, but I hate that he’s upset.

“Cover yourself. It insults me that you would do that. Look at me,” he orders with a grunt.

I reluctantly meet his eyes and see fire there. Fire and something else. A concern. It reminds me of how my father used to look at me when I was hurt or scared.

“When I look at you, what I see is the woman I’ve waited for my entire fucking life. I know this is straight out of some fairytale, but I’m all in, May. You’ve got me wrapped around your finger, one hundred percent. You are a star in the sky, the likes of which I’ve never seen before. That perfect snowflake that lands on your hand and you’re mesmerized by what nature has created. One of a kind. Perfect. Magical. And mine. So don’t ever do that. Don’t second guess your power, your perfection in my eyes. Take that hand away, show me all of you. Because that’s what I want. It’s the only thing I will accept, nothing less than everything. Are you ready for that, May?”

I nod, not because I know he wants it, but because I am. He’s right. This is crazy but it’s so right and I’m all in.

“Good girl. Now, follow me. That mouth has some taste testing to do.”

Decker

I’
m gasping, barely able to catch my breath. “Holy hell . . . babe.” Her tongue swirls around the ridge of my cock. It’s like she’s read my own personal fucking instruction manual on how to suck me off.

My hands go to the sides of her head and I love the way her hair feels silky between my fingers. I draw her closer; I need her in there deep. She keeps glancing up at me with a twinkle in her eyes, like this is the most fun she’s ever had, and just that look has my balls ready to erupt.

She relaxes, letting me hold her head down as far as she can take, and her hands come up to grip my fat shaft. It’s slick with her spit, so that as she pumps and twists, it just rolls beneath her fingers. Before long my eyes roll back in their sockets.

When I let her go, she slowly curls her tongue along the bottom of my shaft, gliding until she plants a sweet kiss right on the tip, drops of cum spreading on her lips.

“Yum. I had no idea it would taste so good. It’s just . . .” She closes her eyes and licks my slit, moaning with pleasure. I almost spray on her face. “Just,
wow
. How much more is going to come out? A lot? I want it all, okay? Don’t pull it out, promise?”

“Jesus, May.” A shiver goes down my spine. It’s all I can do to hold back. “If you don’t get my cock down your throat in the next three seconds . . . fuck . . . I’m going to blow it all right on your face.”

With that she’s got me between her pouty lips, and the words
I love you
have taken on a whole new meaning.

Once again, I’m happy as hell it’s May doing this for me. I can’t imagine what it would be like to have just any woman doing this. It’s so much more, because it’s her. She’s the
one
. I think I’m one lucky fuck to have waited for her.

“That’s it, Pink, take it, good girl, show me how bad you want it.”

She sucks as much as she can get in her mouth, then releases me, kissing up and down on my shaft, and does things with her tongue that I can’t even describe.

When my balls finally raise the white flag, she marks herself on my soul. The first jets spray out of me and coat the back of her throat. I love how she instinctively flinches, blinking as gobs of my white release fill her mouth.

We both moan, and the way she pumps me has my orgasm nearly bringing me to my knees.

“Fuck yes,” I groan, my legs shaking as I jerk and spray so much cum in her mouth it must have been coming up from my toes.

She’s got the head of my cock at the back of her throat, and I can feel her swallowing. I look down to see her eyes at half-mast now, her cheeks rosy, a look of wonder and contentment on her face.

“God, baby. How do you get more beautiful every time I look at you? You are so pretty with my cock in your mouth, you know that?”

I mean that shit too. She is. I don’t know how, but it’s true. The way her lips are stretched, the hint of white cream at the corners of her mouth, it’s like she’s been created just for me.

“I’m never letting you go.” I brush her hair back from her face, then finally, she lets my cock drop from her lips with a swallow and a smile. “You’re never getting away from me.”

“I know. I don’t want to go either.”