Blush stained her cheeks as she glanced between us. “Yes.”
Of course she would. What woman wouldn’t want to be trapped between Tobias and me, regardless of the money?
“Would you fulfill our deepest, darkest desires?” He fisted her hair, yanking her head back until her back created a perfect bow. “Would you scream for us?”
My dick hardened at the thought of watching him fuck her face until she gagged and cried—until mascara streaked her face and spit covered her chin.
I moved behind her and met Tobias’s dark gaze over her shoulder. “All those debts could disappear, Lacey.” When I swept hair away from her neck. “The alternative seems… bleak.”
“Think of everything you could do,” Tobias countered, passing the contract to her along with a pen. “And all you have to do is sign.”
I ran my fingers through the silky strands of Lacey’s red hair while breathing against her neck. It was just a shade darker than Leah’s. Close enough that I could almost imagine she was Leah.
Anticipation and need built as I watched her shaky hand scrawl a signature over Tobias’s contract.
The moment she lifted the pen, I snatched the papers from her grasp and placed them against her back, then signed my name.
When Tobias finally added his signature, it felt final and binding. It felt like freedom.
I gripped Lacey’s chin, and jerked her head to the side, brushing my lips to the corner of her mouth. “Such a pretty little whore.”
Tobias grabbed both our chins, kissing me, then her—then us both. “Come. Let us play.”
The car rolled to a stop. I stared through the window at the dark woods beyond.
Woods I recognized all too well even in the moonlight. Coincidence?
Nothing with Tobias was ever coincidence.
He silently got out of the car, pulling Lacey with him as I exited from the other side. Anticipation buzzed through me as I rounded the back of the vehicle, inhaling the scent of earth and pine.
The red glow of the taillights played over Tobias’s face, and I couldn’t help but acknowledge how much he resembled a demon waiting and ready to steal Lacey’s soul.
He swept a hand over her cheek. “One hundred thousand dollars, little one. And all you have to do is endure the next few hours.” His gaze moved to mine moments before he stepped forward and grabbed my belt, yanking it open.
The heat of his hand wrapped around my shaft when he pulled my dick out.
“He has such a perfect cock, Lacey…” His dark eyes held mine, whispering, promising. “Get on your knees and suck it.”
I wasn’t sure what I wanted more, his hand or her mouth, but it was she who stepped forward and sank to her knees.
Moonlight danced over her face as she wrapped hesitant fingers around my dick, then her warm mouth encircled me. Fuck.
“Does it feel good, Preston?” Tobias asked.
“So fucking good.” My teeth scraped my bottom lip. “I want to fuck her face until she chokes on me, Tobias.”
“Then shove your fucking cock down her throat.” He stepped behind her and reached around to fist my hair. “Make her gag.”
Then his lips were on mine, demanding repayment for the gift of her hot, wet mouth. His violent kiss contradicted Lacey’s soft licks, and I wanted more.
The taint of his aggression bled through me until I thrusted into her mouth. With Tobias behind her like a wall, she had nowhere to go. Nothing to do but take my dick.
She gagged and wretched as she fought, raking her nails over my thighs. “Harder,” Tobias commanded, and within minutes, I teetered on the edge of climax.
Right when I was about to shoot my load down her throat, Tobias grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her upright. “That’s enough, little one.”
My balls ached with the need to come. I tightened my fists, glaring at Tobias for cutting me off. “I wasn’t finished…”
“I know.”
Lacey swiped at her mascara-stained cheeks as Tobias placed his lips by her ear. “He’s a murderer, Lacey. How does that make you feel?”
She looked me up and down as though she couldn’t believe it. Maybe it should have flattered me—I evidently didn’t see the creature I truly was.
“I… Is this part of the game, Mr. Benton?” she whispered. She was one step off calling him sir, and from the pleased look on his face, that did things to him.
“It’s the truth, isn’t it, Preston?” He flashed a devious smile.
I held his gaze, wondering where the hell he was going with this. “Yes.”
“And so, my dear, sweet, Lacey…” He kissed her cheek, his eyes still locked on me. “What you’re going to do, is recreate the night he fell into the pits of hell.”
He wanted me to kill her? Despite the obvious, I wasn’t actually a killer.
“I don’t want to die. Please…”
“Oh, no. You won’t, little one. He will.” He pulled a knife from his suit pocket, and forced it into her hand. “Consider it a due form of justice.”