He carried me into the bedroom, ordered me to lay down flat on the bed, and ate my pussy like there was a freaking award for it. As I lay there afterward—sated, shaking, and boneless—he knelt over me and pumped his cock. The first rope of white, hot come that erupted out of him landed on my breasts. He kept pumping, covering my flesh in his come, until he was fully spent.
Masculine possession gleamed in his eyes. “You make a very pretty picture right now.” He curved his body over mine and took my mouth in a deep, lazy kiss that made my toes curl. “So sweet.” He dipped a finger in his come and then painted my lower lip with it. “It’s a shame you can’t wear me on your mouth every day. I’d never get any fucking work done if you did.”
I licked up the drop of come, inwardly smiling when his pupils dilated.
“Next time, you’ll drink it all down. Every last bit of it.”
After using a wet cloth to clean me up—he insisted on doing it himself—he urged me to get under the bedcovers and then slid in beside me.
“You’re staying?” I asked in an unintentionally shy whisper.
He shrugged one shoulder and drew me to his side. “I sleep better in this bed. As a bonus, you’ll be right there when I want to fuck you in the morning.”
Yeah, that was a definite bonus. So I snuggled into him and closed my eyes.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Returning from an internal meeting with Dane to find Melinda sat in the reception area near my desk, I smiled. Her answering smile was so shaky and strained it made my own dim. “Hi, Melinda.”
“Hi,” she said, rising from her seat. Her gaze danced from me to Dane, who she couldn’t seem to look in the eye. “I hope you both managed to find time to have fun in New York.”
“We did, thank you,” said Dane. “What can we do for you?”
“I was hoping to talk to Vienna for a few minutes. About some reception-related things,” she hurried to add.
His steely eyes scrutinized her, and I could sense he wasn’t buying it. “All right.” He cut his gaze to me. “Join me in my office once you’re done.”
“Will do,” I said.
He nodded at her. “Take care, Melinda.”
Wearing yet another strained smile, she gave him a little wave. Once he’d disappeared into his office, she bit down on her lip and looked at me. “Is there somewhere we can go to talk in private?”
“You’re really starting to worry me now.” I glanced around and shrugged. “We can use the bathroom.”
We headed inside the restroom. After I’d checked that it was empty of people, I locked the main door and turned to Melinda. “Go on.”
She nervously rubbed her hands together. “I’m sorry in advance if any of this hurts you, but you have a right to know.”
“Okay.”
“Dane’s brother, Travis, came to see me. He was very nice, very polite. And very concerned for you.”
Oh, Lord. “Melinda—”
“He told me something. Something that has me very worried. He wanted to come to you about it, but he thought it might be less hard on you if you heard it from someone you love. Dane has a trust fund, Vienna. Hugh left it to him. But there are conditions. He has to be married before he can access it, and he has to be married before he’s thirty-eight or he can never touch it. Dane’s thirty-seven now.”
I folded my arms across my chest. “And?”
She looked at me, bewildered. “In light of that, don’t you think it’s a little suspicious that Dane pushed you to marry him so soon? I’m not saying he doesn’t care for you. I believe he does. But I also believe there’s a good chance that he only wanted to marry you so fast because he wanted to get his hands on the trust fund.”
God, Travis was such a bastard. “Have you told my father?” Because Simon might very well lose his shit.
“No. I haven’t even told Wyatt yet. I wanted to tell you first.” She touched my arm. “I’m sorry to be the person who gives you this news. I know that it must hurt.”
“I already knew about the trust fund.”
She gaped. “You knew?”
I nodded. “I’ve known about it since before Dane and I started dating. He told me himself.”
“And it didn’t ring any alarm bells when he proposed