Teacher's Toy (Loftry University Playthings 1)

“I can’t rightfully say.”

“You know there are other members who would love to play with her. You should have heard the bitch and moaning over your claim.”

“I’m guessing Andrew was at the forefront?”

A smile tilts his lips. “He was one of them.”

“You dirty bastard. You want her too.”

A laugh escapes his mouth. “A young, firm thing like her? I’d be blind and still want her.” Just as sudden, his mirth dries up. “You’re above the law, but do remember that we don’t break our toys.”

I stifle the urge to roll my eyes. If anyone was going to play nice, it was me. My tastes are dark, but they’re not as bad as some of the others. Steering the conversation, I jut my chin over at a small figure sitting by herself, her mask trained at me.

“We need to do something about Chelsea.”

He waves me off, his eyes roaming the beginning of an orgy on the opposite side of the room. “She’s harmless.”

“She’s a spurned lover.”

“She’s been a submissive with us for over a year now, and a model one at that. Never once since her initiation has she needed a public punishment. Just enjoy your woman and forget all about her.”

Shaking my head, I leave his side and walk back over to the bathroom. I hope he’s right. My gut keeps twisting every time I think about her. I really hope John is right.