Page 81 of Letters to the Lost

“Are you ok?” I ask her, kissing her wrists, thighs, and ankles softly where I’ve marked her.

“More than good,” She beams up at me, love filling my chest at how happy she looks.

The last few weeks have been touch and go with her, her moods ranging between anger, sadness, and sometimes happiness as long as one of us was around to keep her in the moment, rather than becoming lost in her head.

Lifting her from the bed, I carry her to the bathroom, sitting her on the cold counter. Laughing when she squeaks when the cold marble comes into contact with her skin.

Running a bath for us, I add her jasmine bubble bath, frothing up the bubbles with my hands as I swish them rapidly side to side to get the most of them for her.

“What hair mask would you like?” I ask her, my head buried in the cupboard looking over our options “Lavendar, pumpkin and chia, or coconut?”

“Oh, coconut please!”

“Climb in,” I instruct her, my hand wrapped in hers as I help her in.

“Are you joining?” Autumn asks me, her soft hazel eyes blinking up at me with wide eyes filled with vulnerability.

“Of course, Sunshine, just grabbing a comb,” I reassure her, holding up the wide tooth comb and making my way back over to her.

The bubbles surround us when I sink into the scalding water. The perfect temperature for her, while I feel like I’m boiling alive, but I do it for her, to allow her to relax as I pamper her.

My fingers make quick work, running the hair mask through her hair, her groans making me half-hard and ready to go again but I refrain.

I rub my hands over her shoulders, working over the tension I can feel, and try to get her to relax.

The notes from her stalker have her constantly on edge, all of us are but Autumn’s terrified face whenever it’s brought up is all I can think of when I’m not with her.

She has Parzival to protect her. We all decided to leave him with her twenty-four-seven since he helps her relax, his protective instincts for her make him her fiercest protector. While Nanook is just a cuddly cloud nowadays.

“You ok Sunshine?” I ask her, kissing her shoulder, the smell of jasmine lingering on her wet skin. My fingers run through her hair now, preparing to wash out the hair mask as I work it into her roots.

“Honestly so much better. I was about to give up on those lights before you walked in,” she laughs, “Thank you for saving me.”

“Always. I will always save you, Autumn. Now I believe we have some Christmas decorations to put up after this if you are up for it?”

“Oh my god, really?”

“Yup.”

“Let's go!” she squeals attempting to stand up from the bath, her excitement and happiness contagious.

“Wait a minute! I still need to wash your hair out!” my hands snap out, gripping her soap-covered waist so she doesn’t fall, “Sit back down before I spank your ass red for putting yourself in danger.”

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” She sasses, lowering herself back into the water.

“Watch it, otherwise I might just fuck you again,” I nip at her ear.

My cock is hardening at the images that are running through my head, imagining how I could make her scream my name.

“But decorations…” she pouts.

“Then behave and let me wash your hair out. Then we can go decorate.”

Autumn tilts her head back letting me wash out the mask from her hair, taking care not to work out the knots that somehow always manage to work into her hair.

“I love you Sunshine,” I whisper in her ear, kissing her neck.

“I love you too Sebby.”

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