Page 89 of His Own Heaven

“What’s in it for me?” her lover said, and she could hear the smirk in his voice. “What do I get if I give you what you want?”

Her irritation forgotten, her shoulders bounced in time with her own laughter as she conceded defeat. “You get me,” she said, huffing out a breath to blow her hair out of her face.

“But I already have you,” he said, and slapped his palm against her arse, the loudcrackof flesh on flesh drowning out her startled gasp. “You’ll have to do better than that.”

“What if you had me 24/7…? Would that whet your appetite?”

Toby stilled completely and gripped both her hips in his steely grasp. “You’ll move in with me?”

“Yes.”

Suddenly his hand was fisted in her hair, her head was yanked backwards and his breath tickled her cheek. “Yes, what?” he snarled, and her pussy clenched around his cock in response.

“Yes, Master,” Lucy whispered, her whole body quivering, excited. Alive.

Toby’s lips brushed over the shell of her ear. “Good girl.”

He straightened, taking her with him until his chest was pressed to her back, his hands were clamped over her breasts and his cock was buried so deep inside her she might never get him out again.

And then he fucked her.

Deliciously hard.

Insanely fast.

And very, very dirty.

Chapter Twenty-Six

For what felt like the millionth time that day, Lucy checked her watch. It was a little after three o’clock on Monday afternoon and besides the occasional text message asking for updates—of which she had none—she hadn’t heard from Toby all afternoon.

Charlie had picked up Toby around lunch time, their intention being to see their mother and tell her in no uncertain terms they wouldn’t give her any more money, nor would they bail her out of any more trouble.

They were cutting her off, for good, knowing bad people would do bad things to their mother if she couldn’t pay what she owed. Knowing it would make Isobel desperate, possibly desperate enough to try something stupid, which was why the twins absolutely would not let the woman within barking distance of Charlie’s girls.

Josie and Diana would be at the garden centre soon, but Lucy had expected the older Bennett twins to be back by the time the girls arrived. So far they were nowhere to be seen. And she was beginning to panic.

Nervous tension had Lucy out of her chair and pacing the floor as she weighed her options. Should she lock up early and take the girls home as soon as they arrived? Or did she wait for the men as planned?

The girls knew what was going on, knew their psycho grandmother might try something stupid, which was why they were staying with Charlie until the situation had been dealt with. Until it was certain the girls were safe.

The security at Toby and Charlie’s property was better than their mothers’ house, and with the new security network Lucy had installed at the garden centre, if anyone tried anything to hurt the twins, it would all be captured on high definition cameras and stored as evidence on a private server.

Still, she’d feel a lot better if Toby was there when the girls arrived. She hardly knew them, and them her. They had no reason to trust her, no reason to believe she could keep them safe from harm. What if something happened? Would they obey her instructions, or would they, in typical teenage form, argue with her until they were blue in the face?

Lucy really hoped she never found out.

In light of the Isobel-possibly-wanting-to-kidnap-Charlie’s-daughters drama, the Ashley-is-a-light-fingered-thieving-bitch drama had been shelved for now, but Lucy had still spent most of the morning installing additional measures on all computers the café manager had access to, including keystroke spyware.

As far as Lucy could tell, Ashley had spent half the afternoon shopping online for cheap cosmetics and trashy lingerie no man in his right mind would ever find appealing. But then, Lucy enjoyed being tied up and punished during sex, so who was she to judge? She just hoped it wasn’t being paid for with the money stolen from Toby.What a waste.

A taxi soon pulled into the carpark and Josie and Diana climbed out. Lucy met them at the front gate with a smile then ushered the pair inside the administration building.

“How was school?” she asked.

“Boring,” came the duel reply, and Lucy smothered a grin. She’d probably thought the same thing when she was their age.

“Do you have any homework?”

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