“Enough, August.” I glared at him.
He lifted his hands up in defeat. “Fine.”
I faced Wynn. “You need to understand, if he pursues, we will have to protect ourselves.”
He nodded shakily. “I get it, I know, I just…it’s a lot to get used to.”
“But you will, you’re strong.” My mom winked at Wynn. “You did well today.”
“Oh, thanks.” That perked him up, and I was grateful.
Once dinner was done, Wynn and I retired to our bedroom. He was absolutely peopled out. While he texted his friends to let them know he was going to bed I went into the en suite and ran him a bath with rose bath oils.
“Are you taking a bath?”
I turned and he was leaning in the doorway, a smirk on his face.
“I am…and you’re joining me.”
He was already unbuttoning his shirt. “Oh, I am, am I?”
I watched, transfixed as he slowly removed his clothes until he was completely naked and standing before me. His cock was hard and twitching in front of my face. I smiled at him, shutoff the water, and swallowed him down, relishing in the taste of precome that burst on my tongue.
“Fuck, Julian.” He gripped my hair in his fists, and I relaxed my throat.
I wanted him to fuck my face but I didn’t want to stop, so I encouraged him by gripping his ass and pushing him in rhythm with me.
“Yes, fuck, suck me, Julian.”
I loved his taste, his sounds, how frantic his thrusts were as he pummeled my mouth. He was my everything, and I’d never let him go.
Wynn released a loud moan and he filled my mouth. I swallowed it all. When his dick softened, I licked it clean.
I stood and started removing my clothes. Once I was naked, I helped a very jelly-legged Wynn into the tub. He sat between my legs, his back pressed to my chest.
“You’re hard,” he said.
“You’re touching me.”
He chuckled. “How about I?—”
“Later. Right now, I want a bath.”
We sat silently. I could tell he was decompressing after the hectic day, and my mind was unfortunately on Ridgeway. I knew he wasn’t going to walk away quietly. The case was still open, and he’d do his best to keep abreast of everything. But there was that darkness in him; I could see it. He wasn’t going to let this go.
“Since I’m no longer a suspect, do you think I could take the boat to Lamdera with Hannah and Mark tomorrow and spend some time with them before they leave?”
“You’re not a prisoner; I’ve told you that. And actually, I was going to ask you if you wanted to return to Lamdera after they left.”
He turned in my arms until he was facing me. “You were?”
“It is our permanent address and if I’m not mistaken, it’s a castle you haven’t seen yet.”
He smiled and kissed my lips. “That would be great.”
“Consider it done, then. Now let me wash your delicious body.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
