“And Kai?” Tyler asked.
“He texted me ten minutes ago. Tanner’s message is deleted.” Deck’s voice was tight and I knew there was more to it. With the way the guys looked at one another, they did too. But no one said anything—except me.
“What’s wrong?”
Vic got out of the backseat and shut the door.
Tyler’s hand came down on my shoulder. “You did good, princess.” Then he slapped Deck on the arm. “You, too, Boss. Thought you might lose it when she touched his arm.”
Deck grunted.
Tyler chuckled then winked at me, hopped out and jogged to Vic’s car.
“Deck?”
“Kai saw London.”
I didn’t want to know, but I knew it was important to face whatever we were getting into with my head clear. Burying the bad shit wouldn’t do me any good. “Is that all he said?” Deck may try to protect me, but he wouldn’t lie.
“No. We don’t have much time. She needs out soon.”
“Oh, God.” That wasn’t good.
Deck reached over and squeezed my hand. “Kai is going to France. He says he needs to do something before we go after Vault. I don’t know what, but until he returns we keep who Tristan is under wraps. I don’t trust either of them.”
Neither did I.
Deck drove us back to his loft and it was quiet. I think we were both thinking about London and Connor and what would happen to them. Wondering if we could get them out and if we’d be able to stop Vault. I did feel a little more hopeful with Tristan on our side. If he escaped, then maybe others could.
I changed my clothes when we got back then came out to the living room to see Deck standing looking out onto the terrace. I came up beside him and he pulled me in front of him then wrapped his arms around me.
“You were good tonight. And looked sexy as hell.”
“Surprising since someone made me wear a baggy, black shirt.” I smirked, he growled and I could feel his hard cock pushed into my back. “I lost fifty bucks tonight, too.”
He turned me around in his arms then pressed me against the sliding glass door. “What?”
I ran my finger over his tense jaw. “Vic won. I had you at three minutes, tops.”
“Jesus,” Deck muttered.
“You weren’t jealous?” I had expected Deck to keep his cool because … well, Deck was damn good at keeping his cool. But I had anticipated a bit of jealousy in him. From what I got so far, he hadn’t even been affected.
He grabbed my chin and it was harsh, mimicking the look in his eyes. “When are you getting that nothing touches this—us? There isn’t a man in this fuckin’ universe who could take you from me.” The darkness in his eyes changed and smoldering heat flared. “I didn’t get jealous because it will never happen. You’ll never leave me and I sure as hell won’t be letting you go.”
I smiled. “Pretty sure of yourself.”
He ground against me. “I’m sure of us.”
I curled my hand around the back of his neck. “So am I, baby.”
Then his mouth took mine in a forceful kiss and I submitted to it—to him. There was gentle, sweet Deck and hard, ruthless Deck.
This was ruthless. I craved every part of it as his hand tangled in my hair and yanked my head back so he could kiss my neck and then bite my skin so hard I cried out. His tongue quickly soothed it with a warm, velvety touch.
He yanked me away from the door and we crashed in a mess of limbs on the floor, Deck being careful to take the brunt of the fall. He ripped off my top and my hands tore at his. There was no gentleness in what we both needed; it was wild urgency. It was only with trust in one another we could let go like this. I gave every part of me to him and he was doing the same.
I loved that we had that. The fierce and the tender … the crazy need in us refusing to be sated. I heard the tear of his shirt as it finally gave way to my hands and it hung open so I could run my hands over his chest.
“Baby, jeans.” I had my hands down his pants, hand gripping his cock and pulling upward.
He groaned. “Easy.” He was off me in a second as he yanked my black pants off and threw them aside. My pink thong went with them and he stared at me for a second before he grabbed my legs and put them on his shoulders. “You good?”
“Fuck, yeah.” I collapsed back as his tongue swept over my clit and then he started suckling and tasting as intense quivers soared through me. “Deck. Fuck me.” I was falling fast and so turned on I was teetering on the edge.
“That’s it.” His drove two fingers inside me and I arched in pain at the sudden intrusion, but at the same time, I loved every second of it. “Come for me, babe.” He suckled hard on my clit and I screamed out as my body released, legs trembling as wave after wave shot through me.
He slowly pushed his fingers in and out of me while I came back down, the twinges like electrical shocks still pulsing inside.
“Fuck.” He pulled his fingers out of me and I opened my eyes, still breathing hard as he moved up to run his glistening fingers over my lips. “Taste yourself. It’s fuckin’ heaven.”
I didn’t hesitate and opened my mouth so he could slip them inside, the sweet scent of me on them. “Mmmm.”
“Fuck, Georgie. That’s hot as hell.” He yanked his fingers out of my mouth, and then pushed back and had his jeans off in seconds. He grabbed my hands and wrenched my arms above my head so I was stretched out like a cat. “Your back?”