Page 32 of Sinner's Ransom: Taken
Chapter Seven
Montgomery fell back against the floor and slammed his feet on the ground. Fuck this, and fuck Stone. He didn’t think they were partners, but he thought he was helping them, and this was how he treated him?
Argh!Fuck him and the horse he rode in on.
His belly ached from hunger, and he needed to piss. He’d already pissed in the corner of the room earlier, and now the room smelled worse than it had before. He kept gagging at the stench.
Montgomery threw himself to his feet and pounded his fist against the door. “Hey! I’m hungry. I need to use the bathroom. I smell like a dead rodent, too. Come on, give me a shower and some food. Who do I have to suck off? Fucking hell!”
For another few hours, he yelled and kicked the door, nearly breaking his toe in the process, until finally, the door opened.
Stone stood on the other side, his jaw tight and his arms over his chest. “What did I tell you about hitting the door?”
“Come on, look at this place.” He gestured around the room. “It stinks and I stink. I’m hungry enough to eat my own hand. I know Richard, if he’s going to give over the money, he’ll want to put on a show. He’ll ask for proof of me being alive, and he won’t accept me looking like this.”
Stone snorted. “You expect me to believe that you having a shower is to help us?”
“No. It’s for me too. I’d rather not smell like a skunk. Come on.” He sent Stone a pleading look. “I need a shower.”
“I told you that you can’t always get what you want.”
“I know!” Montgomery took a step forward, but stopped when Stone shook his head his head in warning. “What do you want me to do? Do you want me to say please?” He fell onto his knees, holding back a grimace at the shot of pain from landing on the hard floor. Holding his hands together, he stared up at Stone pleadingly. “Please let me have a shower and have some food.Please.”
Stone stared at him for a long minute and then exhaled. “We’re going to set some ground rules, Monty, rules that you’ll follow if you want to keep your showering and food privileges.”
Montgomery nodded furiously. His skin itched with excitement at the thought of having a nice hot bath with lots of bubbles. Food would be nice too, something warm to settle the grumbling in his stomach. “Sure. What are they?”
“You don’t talk unless I give you permission to. Not one simple word.”
“But—”
Stone held up his hand, and Montgomery shut his mouth. “No. Not one word. If you want to say something, you can tap my shoulder, and only speak when I tell you to. You will not move from my side unless I give you permission. From now on, I’m your keeper, and you belong to me until I say otherwise. If you can’t learn to shut up and follow orders, then you can stay in this room.”
The thought of staying in a room that smelled like urine and vomit made his stomach curdle. He nodded and licked his lips.
“Good.” Stone closed the door and Montgomery’s eyes widened. He shifted closer to the door, raised his hand, then dropped it. If this was a test, he’d fail, and he couldn’t allow that, not when he needed this so badly.
The door opened again after about five minutes, and Stone stood there, some clothes folded in his hands. He gestured for Montgomery to follow him, and they walked to the bathroom.
Montgomery shot through the door, kicking off his briefs so quickly that he nearly tripped on them. He didn’t care that Stone had closed the door behind them and stood beside it, watching his every move. Stone wasn’t the first guy to see him naked, and he had never been ashamed of his body. He had no reason to be.
Montgomery turned on the faucet of the bathtub and water gushed out immediately. He glanced at Stone.
“Speak.”
“Do you have bubble bath or something?”
Stone’s brows rose. “Don’t you want a shower?”
He shook his head. “I’d really like a bath.”
Stone sighed and dumped the clothes on the closed lid of the toilet. He opened the small white cupboard beneath the basin and pulled out a bottle, throwing it at Montgomery.
Montgomery caught it and stared down at it. It was shampoo. He opened his mouth to argue that it wasn’t bubble bath, but he clicked his jaw closed. He couldn’t risk losing his bath, so he dumped some of the shampoo into the filling tub instead, then dropped the bottle on the ground as he stepped into the warm water. It sloshed around his legs as he lowered himself, his mouth parting in pleasure as the heat surrounded his sore muscles.
It felt so good, and Montgomery might have cried if Stone hadn’t still been in the bathroom.
Stone shifted the clothes to the top of the toilet and sat down on the lid. Montgomery felt that curious gaze on him, but he focused on his bath, ignoring everything else. He washed his lower body first, rubbing a cloth over his dirty legs and knees from where he’d knelt in the dirt when he gave Stone a blowjob. The grime seemed to float off his skin easily considering it’d been there for days.
