Page 76 of Doubting Hearts

“Humph. Well, at least we don’t have to worry about being rained on,” Lucas said. “It’s bitter cold out there, though. You’re going to freeze your dick off, Rain.”

“Dave’s organized patio heaters on the stage especially for me.” I looked at him smugly. “I’m not sure if Health and Safety have approved it, but fuck ’em. I’m not freezing to death getting my kit off.”

“Just how much kit do you actually intend taking off, then?” asked Lucas curiously.

I grinned. “Enough to make them think they earned their two quids’ worth. I’m not going crazy, honest. Toby will kill me if I expose too much of my bits to anyone else. He’s rather partial to them.”

Lucas chortled. “Tammy and I are really looking forward to it. I think half the bloody town is too.”

I saw Toby disappear out into the back garden, feeling a thrill through my body. “Lucas, I need to go check on some stuff. I’ll speak to you later. Better still, I’ll see you at the fair. You can be my bodyguard and protect this sexy body later. We stage stars need our protection.”

I moved away from him as he shook his head in knowing exasperation.

“Give the garden hut my regards!” he called out as I moved swiftly toward the door, I grinned as I made it outside, walking as fast as I could over to the hut. The door was slightly ajar. People mingled outside, some smoking, others just chatting. It was very cold, and there were few people taking any notice of me as I sidled into the hut. As I stepped inside, a strong hand gripped my shoulder and pulled me in, the other pulling the door shut. A hot, wet mouth found mine, and I could hardly breathe.

I pulled my mouth away. “Steady on, I have a boyfriend, you know.

He’s not going to be too happy finding me being mauled like this.”

“Shut up,” Toby growled as he fumbled with my pants. I was even wearing underwear today. “What he doesn’t know can’t hurt him, and right now, you’re mine.” He dropped to his knees, and I felt his hungry lips around my cock.

“Christ, you don’t waste any time,” I gasped as he sucked and rolled his tongue around me as if he was starving. My hips were keeping time with his movements, and I pushed myself into his mouth, forcing him to take as much of me as he could. I knew Toby’s limits, and he was quite capable of engulfing me and using his throat to make me insane with sensation. I gripped his hair, pushing him down toward me as I fucked his mouth. His hands left my hips, trailing down the inside of my thighs, which were taut and straining with the feeling in my cock and groin. He cupped my balls, rolling them in his fingers. I closed my eyes and let the sensations wash over me. His hands were warm, his mouth wet, and everything I needed was right there in that hut.

I felt myself attaining that point when there was no return. His final suck unleashed the liquid fire that burned in my balls, and I came in his mouth as he greedily drank every drop, and when I was done, he gave one final, lascivious roll around with his mouth and stood up. His face was alight with satisfaction, his eyes unfocused, and his lips wet with my come.

I kissed him fiercely, tasting myself on and in his mouth. I unzipped his pants and reached past the silky briefs to grasp him and wrap my hand around him. His body arched into mine as he kissed me with such passion he split my lip. I tasted the sharp tang of blood, and he drew back, looking at the small cut like a vampire about to suck me dry. Toby leaned forward and licked the blood from my lip. I stroked him, sliding my thumb into his slit, feeling the heat and smoothness of this man currently at my mercy. His gasps of pleasure made me feel all-powerful. I kept up my strokes from root to tip, loving the feel of the silky skin, just wanting him to let loose all over my hands so I could lick them clean. Toby grunted, his body pressing against mine, and his warm semen coated my hands and his trousers.

I held on to him until the shudders that wracked his body stopped, and then I withdrew my hands. I watched his eyes as I licked his come off my hands, and he stared at me avidly, his pupils blown and his lips swollen. When I was clean, I pulled his trousers up his legs, tucking him in before zipping him up. He heaved a shuddering sigh. I picked up my pants and boxers and dressed myself.

“God, we both needed that,” he whispered.

I laughed. “Toby, Lucas is right. We always need that. I just can’t seem to get enough of you. And seeing you all bossy and domineering— it’s so hot.”

He grinned as he caressed my face. “Rain, you have this serious attraction toward me being dominant. I’m definitely going to have to explore that with you later.”

My throat went dry at the thought. “Jesus, Toby, don’t say things like that. I needed release before I do this whole show this afternoon. Don’t get me hard again.”

His soft chuckle started to do just that. “We’d better get out of here, then, before I use that old riding crop over there to flog your sorry arse.” My breath hitched at that image. And then he reached over and took it off the wall, where it had probably been for years, from the dust and cobwebs on it. I wondered what on earth such an item would be doing in a garden shed.

“I’ll take this home, I think,” he murmured, his voice husky. “I’m sure we can find a use for it.”

The bastard then had the nerve to walk out of the hut with a laugh. I watched him, openmouthed, before moving hastily out of the hut.

“Come on, Rain,” he called out. “We’ve got loads to do, and you can help me inside, seeing as how you’ve nothing else to do. I have some furniture that needs moving around.”