Toby frowned and then, to her surprise, grabbed her shoulders and kissed her. It wasn’t a soft ‘thanks for the sex’ kiss. His lips pressed hard against hers, urging them to open. The stubble around his mouth scrubbed her cheeks as his tongue slid deep, brushing hers. She gripped the back of his head and gave as good as she got, their tongues warring until she closed her lips over his and sucked as hard as she could. Toby grunted, lifting her into his arms and pulling her against him. They made out for a long time, and then he pulled back, his eyes burning hot as coals. “Get your shit, we’re leaving.”
“I… What about the champagne?”
He set her down and grabbed the bottle from the bucket. Ice water dripped everywhere, but he barely seemed to notice as he ripped back the velvet curtain. “Move. Now.”
11
They kissed the whole way home. If you could call the wet, chaotic melding of their faceskissing. Tabby didn’t know where you hired taxis with a partition between you and the driver, but they were fucking useful. She spent the entire ride on Toby’s lap, grinding on him hard enough to start a wildfire in his pants. That was until he pulled his cock out and growled, “Suck it. Now.” She slid onto the seat beside him, wrapped a hand around his shaft and started blowing him as fast as she could in a moving vehicle. She’d never done it in a car before, and road laws be damned, it was so hot—her mouth stretched around Toby’s dick, his hand on the back of her head, urging her deeper as street lights flashed by.
“That’s it, get me ready for you,” Toby said. “The second we’re at mine, it’s going back in your pussy and staying there.”
Tabby had never minded giving head, but this was something else. Blowing Toby was getting her so hot, she might as well have been the one receiving. When they arrived at his front gates, he had to actuallypull her off him.Her clit felt like a live wire, primed to explode with the slightest finger circle. Not that Toby seemed inclined to give her one.
“I gotta pay the driver,” he snarled. “Get in the house and get ready to be fucked.”
She obeyed, grabbing her clutch and staggering up the pathway, firmly refusing to look back at Toby or whoever was behind the wheel.
Toby’s front door was unlocked, and she found her tattooing duffel bag waiting inside like an orphan at a bus stop. She looked away, unwilling to be reminded of the past, the future; anything that wasn’t right now.
She considered several ‘get ready to be fucked’ positions before tossing her clutch aside and kneeling on the polished marble of Toby’s foyer. She pulled her skirt around her hips and waited on all fours, her palms trembling, her bare ass pointed at the door. There was a short silence when it opened before Toby let out a snarl. He didn’t bother to close the door, just fell to his knees behind her.
“That’s how you’re gonna wait for me from now on,” he said, sliding his condom-covered cock deep. “Bent over for me, just like this.”
Tabby garbled affirmations as he leaned over her back, his stubble rasping along her neck and shoulders. He wrapped a hand around her throat and fucked her slow.
“That’s it,” he said, hips slamming into her ass. “Right where you like it, huh?”
Tabby’s brain had lit up, every corner crackling. She struggled against his hold, his weight too heavy to shift, his grip unbreakable. The realisation, combined with the slow stroke of his shaft, had her moaning loud enough to let the entire city of Melbourne know she was going to come.
“Please?” she whimpered. “I’m so close. Please, go faster?”
“Don’t fucking tell me what to do. This isn’t about you and your soaking cunt, Tabitha.”
She gasped, genuinely shocked by how cruel he was being. And because she was a fucking freak, it turned her on.
“Here, you need something?” Toby asked. He let go of her neck, reaching between her spread thighs to press his fingers to her clit. He teased her, tapping lightly as his thrusts became even more drawn out. The stimulation was too confusing for her to come, even in her frantic state.
“Toby, please do it properly? I’m so close…”
“I know you are.”
His heart hammered against her back as she struggled and shook, and then he did what she’d asked for, speeding up his pace as he rubbed delicious circles around her clit. The friction was exactly right and Tabby threw back her head as her orgasm detonated, accidentally smashing Toby in the nose.
“Bitch,” he snarled, but it didn’t matter. She was coming, impaled on his shaft, squealing and writhing as pleasure rippled through her.
“You’re gonna fucking pay for that,” he warned.
“Whatever,” she gasped, still coming. “It was so fucking worth it.”
“Yeah, we’ll see.”
The second the intensity of her climax dipped, Toby straightened, transferring his soaking fingers to her asshole.
“You want it here?” he taunted. “Want it in both holes?”
What was there to say except what she’d already said a hundred times tonight? “Yes. Yes.Please, yes.”
His cock still impaled inside her, Toby pushed a finger inside her asshole. The tight ring of muscles contracted, and he withdrew slowly. “Breathe, sweetness. Breathe and let me in. You trust me, don’t you?”
