Page 20 of His Own Heaven

The fact she’d asked his permission made his blood sing through his veins, and he knew in that moment he would do whatever it took to make this woman happy. “Of course it is,” he said. “Tonight is all about you, about givingyouwhat you want, what you need. Okay?”

Lucy nodded, then gifted him with another full smile. “Okay.” Then her smile faltered and she rested her hand over the scar that trailed down from her right shoulder, both drawing attention to and trying to conceal the damaged flesh. “And I’m sorry I jumped to conclusions. It’s just that, well, you know….”

“People are dicks?” Charlie said, tugging her hand away and kissing her shoulder.

“Yeah.”

“You don’t have to apologise,” Toby said. “We know what it’s like to be the outcasts for reasons beyond your control.” Cupping her face in both hands, he pulled her closer until her lips were barely a hair’s breadth from his own. “I promised I’d take care of you, Lucy, and I intend to do just that. Can you—will you—trust me to see to your needs, with or without my brother?”

He heard her swallow hard, saw her eyes dance back and forth as she processed his words, felt her breath slip over his lips. “Yes,” she whispered.

Closing the minuscule distance between them, he took her mouth in a slow-burning kiss, deep and passionate. When he pulled away, the air was filled once more with lust and wanting, an electricity that zinged between them, connecting them on a cellular level.

His heart raced with renewed anticipation as he stared into her pretty eyes. It was time to really get this show started. “Charlie, give Lucy a ride.”

His brother groaned. “Fuck yeah.” Then he lightly slapped Lucy’s arse and urged her up on her feet so he could lie beneath her with his head on the cushion. Tilting his head back a bit so he was looking at Toby, he said, “You sure you don’t want first taste? You won the game, after all.”

Toby climbed to his feet, then took Lucy’s hands and steadied her as she straddled Charlie’s face.

“You can taste her pussy first,” he said, stroking her hair like a beloved pet before twisting the long blonde strands around his fist and yanking her head backwards. Lucy’s eyes rolled back and her mouth fell open on a soft moan. She liked the pain. Needed it. And he wanted to give it to her. He wanted to satisfy that dark, primal part of her, make her crave more of it, more of him. “I’ve found a better prize.”

The instant Lucy settled in place over Charlie’s mouth, he went to town, licking and sucking and nibbling in a way that screamed “I love pussy!”

Strong hands banded around her thighs, spreading her wide and keeping her open for him to feast on. His fingers dug into her soft flesh, his fingernails leaving little weals in her skin, adding a small bite of pain and ratcheting up the pleasure he was eliciting from deep inside her.

Up one side and down the other, he licked along the creases of her legs where they joined her body, working his way closer and closer to her centre before reversing direction and moving outwards again. Over and over he did that, getting closer and closer to her clit, circling the tiny nerve-filled nub with the tip of his tongue but never actually touching it.

He was driving her crazy.

And then there was Toby.

With one hand still fisted in her hair, he bent and kissed her hard, licked inside her mouth and tangled his tongue with hers. She was breathless when he pulled away again, breathless and so fucking turned on her skin felt like it was on fire. And she would know.

Then Toby straightened to his full height and drew his cock over the seam of her mouth. “Open up, baby,” he said, his voice like gravel.

Lucy obeyed, then moaned as he slowly fed the broad head of his cock between her lips once more. Gripping his hip to steady herself, she cupped his balls with the other hand.Oh my God—they were heavy. Toby moaned as she massaged and gently tugged on them, and she swallowed down cry after cry as Charlie’s tongue finally found its mark and flicked mercilessly against her clit.

Oh God.

On the one hand, she wanted to throw her head back like a wild thing, grind herself down on Charlie’s face, and scream and curse as her orgasm took hold, but on the other hand, she was really getting off on the deep, guttural moans she was wringing from Toby as she sucked his dick and tasted his pre-come.

The man was fucking delicious.

Just then, Charlie lifted his chin and rubbed his stubble over her clit, and she almost came on the spot. Her body jerked, and she had to grab both of Toby’s hips to stop herself from toppling over. Another pass of stubble over the sensitive nub had her lurching backwards, and Toby’s cock slipped free from her mouth.

“Where do you think you’re going, baby?” he said, tightening his hands in her hair.

“I need to come,” she moaned, rocking her hips back and forth as Charlie thrashed his head from side to side. The friction, the sensation was amazing.So close….“Sir. Please.”

One big hand wrapped around her neck, and Toby half lifted her off her knees, dragging her up by her hair and her throat, lifting her off his brother’s face. She gasped and grabbed his wrists, using them to take her weight and ease the sting in her scalp. “You want to come?” he growled, bending to bring his face close to hers.

She was so wet, so turned on by his display of strength and control. “Yes, Sir. Please.”

“So do I,” he said, his lip lifting in a snarl as he lowered her back to her knees. “Open up and take me deep.”

Warmth pooled in the pit of her stomach and her clit throbbed with urgent need, his command taking her to the edge of her control.

Mustn’t come. Not… yet….

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