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help her to her feet.
    “Aren’t we supposed to be headed for California?”
    He grinned and pulled her towards the water. “I think we can afford a few more minutes.”
     

Epilogue
     
     
     
    Rose stretched as she awoke, until she realised she couldn’t pull her hands down again. They were tied to the wrought iron headboard that had been specially ordered for her by Tucker. She opened her eyes to see Tucker grinning down at her.
    “What are you doing?”
    In answer, he bent down and kissed her until she was breathless. “For old times’ sake,” he said. “That time with the tree was the best I ever had. Thought I’d return the favour.”
    She twisted against the bonds. “I don’t have time this morning, Tuck, I’m meeting the ladies for breakfast.”
    He shook his head. “Nope, you’ve had to send your apologies because you’ve been ill all night.”
    She stopped struggling. “Oh. Am I going to be sick for long?”
    “All day at least.” He gave her a crooked grin, sliding his hand underneath her nightdress.
    She drew in a shuddery breath as he ran a thumb over her breast. She twitched away from him as well as she could while bound to the headboard. He turned his attention to the buttons down the front of her nightdress.
    “That sounds fun, Tuck, but this was the day I was supposed to find out the details about that mine payroll. I just gained Mrs Layton’s trust. She was going to…” She trailed off as he bent over her, smoothing his tongue around her nipple.
    “I don’t care about Mrs Layton right now, do you?” He blew on the wet nipple and it tightened to a hard point.
    “No, but the gold…”
    He bit the nipple hard enough that she yelped.
    “Tuck!”
    He licked over the bite mark and moved his attention to the other peak.
    “Tuck, really, this breakfast will give us the last bit of info we need. If you want the gold—”
    He bit the other nipple and she shrieked and reared up off the mattress as far as the rope around her wrists allowed, only to keep her back arched as he sucked hard, sending electricity straight to her cunt.
    “Now,” Tuck said, moving up to kiss her neck, “are you finished talking about the gold, or haven’t you got the message yet?” He grinned down at her, mischief twinkling in his eyes.
    “This is definitely more enjoyable than breakfast with the ladies.” Rose sucked in her breath as he trailed wet kisses down her front, peeling back the nightdress as he went. He moved her legs apart and slid a finger into her slippery folds.
    “So wet.” He laved her with his tongue and slid his finger deep inside her.
    Rose bit her lip and squirmed. “Not that I’m complaining,” she said, breathless, “but we’ve planned this for weeks. I don’t understand why you’re not worried about the gold.”
    Tucker landed a sharp, stinging slap on her pussy and she screamed, trying to flip away, her cunt burning from the impact. He held her still, hands clamped on her thighs, and buried his face between her legs, his mouth soothing away the sting, inflaming the hyper-sensitised tissue until Rose’s hips pumped of their own accord and she struggled to get enough air as she heaved and twitched under the onslaught. She fought her bonds until her wrists stung, then grabbed hold of the wrought iron bars for support.
    Just as she was teetering on the brink of the biggest explosion of her life, Tuck stopped. Rose craned her neck, panting, to see him move over her and she arched her hips in his direction.
    “Please,” she said, meeting his lips as soon as they were in reach. “Please, I need you inside me now. Hard.” She felt the head of his cock probing at her entrance and tried to arch high enough to take him in, but he moved just out of reach. She groaned in frustration. “Why?”
    He grinned, his own heaving chest betraying that he wasn’t quite as cool as he let on. “You know the gold, from the payroll?”
    Rose rolled her eyes. “Now you want to talk about