“Yes, Sir,” she said quietly, then sank onto the cushion by his feet.
So fucking submissive.
“Good girl,” he murmured, and again her eyes lit with need. His cock twitched impatiently. “Before we begin, I want to ask you some questions about your limits and experience. Is that all right?”
Resting her hands on her knees, Lucy stared up at him. “Yes.”
“Good. Firstly, you said earlier that you’ve had threesomes before, correct?”
“Yes.”
“With two men?”
“Yes. And two women.”
Charlie had taken a seat on the daybed behind them, but Lucy’s answer made his ears prick up. “When you say ‘two women’, do you mean you were one of two women with one man, or do you mean you with two other women?”
Her grin was fast and smug, but her gaze never left Toby’s. “Both.”
Charlie groaned. “So fucking hot.”
Toby shook his head and chuckled to himself. He shouldn’t really be surprised by his brother’s reaction. When it came to sex, Charlie was definitely the tamer of the pair. On the other occasions they’d shared a woman, Toby had let Charlie set the pace. They’d fucked them hard and fast and in all manner of positions, sometimes separately while the other watched, sometimes together, stuffing their playmate to overflowing with their cocks. But they’d never ventured into the heavier territories of kink. Well, except that time one brave soul had begged Toby to spank her, claiming she was an experienced submissive. He’d barely uttered the words “grab your ankles” and gotten in one good swat before she’d screamed her safeword at him and admitted herexperiencewas mostly academic.
That had been a disappointing night, having his true nature inflamed only to be doused just as quickly. And while he doubted he’d have the same problem with Lucy, he needed to be sure. Hence the questions.
“Have you had anal sex?”
Chin lifting, her grin broadened. “Yes.”
“Did you enjoy it.”
“Very much, yes.”
“When was the last time you did it?”
“With another person or by myself?”
Toby fought to hide his excitement but couldn’t stop a grin from lifting one corner of his mouth. “Both.”
“With another person,” she said, her brow furrowed as she remembered. “About… two years, give or take.”
Two years was a long time. They’d need to be careful with her, take their time preparing her. “And by yourself?”
Heat infused her cheeks once more, but she held his gaze and didn’t hide her face from him.Such a good girl.“Yesterday.”
Behind them, Charlie groaned, and Toby could hear the sound of flesh on flesh as his brother worked his cock in his hand.
As he stared down at Lucy, a wicked thought crossed his mind: Had she been thinking about him in the same way he’d been thinking about—who was he kidding, obsessing over—her?
“And yesterday, when you were fucking your own arse, were you thinking about me?”
Sinking her teeth into her bottom lip, she nodded slowly. “Yes.”
Yeswas fast becoming Toby’s favourite word. Especially when it fell from Lucy’s soft mouth.
He reached down and ran the pad of his thumb over her plush lips, grinned when she nipped at him and caught the digit between her teeth. “Lucy, are you here of your own free will?”
He already knew her answer, but it never hurt to get ongoing consent when you were about to defile a woman in all the best ways imaginable.