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Sophie and Jack (chapter 26)


World Naked Gardening Day: A Bennett's Bastards Tall Tale
 

“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” Toby grumbled as his wife set up the camera on her phone. It was only an hour until opening and there they both were, standing in the greenhouse of Bennett’s Gardens and Landscaping, completely naked.
 

Why?
 

“World Naked Gardening Day is a fantastic advertising opportunity for the nursery,” Lucy said, continuing to fiddle with the camera app settings.
 

Yep. That’s why.
 

Because his sexy little office manager had decided to shake up the business marketing plan with a nude photo shoot.
 

Toby twisted his lips to one side, then shook his head and sighed. If it made Lucy happy, he’d do it. Hell, he’d do pretty much anything—including making a fool of himself by posing naked on social media—if it made Lucy happy.

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She made an irritated noise as she tried once more to set her device and tripod at the right angle, and with her back turned, he took the opportunity to ogle his wife’s pert little arse and long legs. Licked his lips when she leaned forwards and revealed a hint of her pretty pink pussy peaking out from between her slender thighs.
 

A slow grin spread across Toby’s face and suddenly he didn’t mind being naked at six o’clock on a Saturday morning. His cock was certainly enjoying the show, as was evidenced by his eager erection.
 

Looking down at the potted pilosocereus glaucochrous in his hand, his modesty shield for the photoshoot, he said, “You keep teasing me with that pretty arse of yours, and I’m going to need a bigger cactus.”
 

Usually the joke would have earned him a laugh—a smile at the very least—especially as he wasn’t generally known for his sense of humour, but when Lucy made another growl of frustration, he put the plant down, reached around her slim body and put his big hands over hers, stilling her actions. “Lucy, take a breathe, take a break, then try again.”
 

“We don’t have time,” she argued, trying to pull free of his grip. “We need to get this done now.”
 

“Hmm, sounds like someone needs a reminder of who’s actually in charge here,” Toby said, lifting her hands away from the device and dragging them behind her back, gripping her wrists tighter and tighter until he heard her whimper. Until he felt her sag against him.
 

Felt her submit.
 

But then a soft giggle escaped his wife, and he felt her delicate fingers wrap around the base of his rock hard length. “Is that a tree trunk in my butt, or are you just happy to see me?”
 

“I’m always happy to see my woman,” he growled by her ear. “Especially when she’d naked.” Then he sucked down a harsh breath as she deftly moved her fingers lower and cupped his balls. “What exactly are you trying to do?”
 

Lucy giggled again. “Exactly what my Master told me to do. I’m taking a break before trying again.”
 

“Cheeky woman.”
 

She grinned at him over her shoulder. “You like it when I’m cheeky.”
 

Toby spun his wife around to face him and grinned down at her. “Is that what you think?”
 

“That’s what I know, because you, my love, like it when I give you an excuse to punish me.”
 

Tugging Lucy closer, tighter against him, he said, “If I wanted to punish you, baby, I’d have to withhold your orgasms, and that is the very last thing on my mind right now.”
 

In the next instant, his lips were pressed to Lucy’s.
 

Exploring, devouring, loving.
 

The instant after that, her legs were wrapped around his hips and his hands were cupping her arse, holding her in place as they worshipped each other with their mouths, as he ground their bodies together and made her moan.
 

Breaking their kiss, he moved over her chin, nibbled a path along her jaw to her earlobe, then bit down hard. Lucy cried out, and her whole body shook in response. Toby felt her slick heat coat his skin where her pussy pressed against his cock.
 

“Please, Master,” she murmured as she attacked his neck, licking and sucking his flesh in a way she knew drove him mad with wanting. “Please fuck me.”
 

Who the hell was he to deny his soulmate anything?
 

Keeping a firm grip on her arse with one hand, he used the other to reach between their bodies and grab his cock, and then he eased himself inside her one agonising inch at a time.
 

They stood there like that for what felt like an eternity. His cock buried deep in her sweet cunt, his hands on her arse holding her up, her legs wrapped around his hips and her arms around his neck. Her eyes closed, her mouth open, her breath ragged.
 

And then he began to move.
 

Slowly at first, rocking their bodies together, rolling their hips. Her slick pussy slipping easily along his shaft both a blessing and a torture. They needed to hurry up, needed to finish fucking, take their photo and get dressed before any of their weekend staff showed up. On the other hand, he was sorely tempted to carry his wife back to their office, tie her to his desk and pleasure her in all the ways he knew she loved until she couldn’t take any more.
 

Photo shoot, staff, and customers be damned.
 

The decision was made for him, however, when Lucy whimpered by his ear. “Faster. Please, Master. Harder.” Her breathing stuttered. “Please, Toby. Fuck me.”
 

He nuzzled against her neck, then licked a lazy path along the sensitive flesh of her scars, knowing it would drive her crazy. “Whatever you want, baby.”
 

And then he planted his feet and gave her what she craved.
 

He fucked her hard and fast and revelled in the wet slapping noises their bodies made each time he bottomed out in her. She was fucking soaked and the knowledge drove him to the brink of orgasm. But he couldn’t come yet.
 

Not before her.
 

Thankfully it didn’t take long for his girl to reach her pinnacle. She screamed his name and dug her nails into his shoulders, and he followed her over into the abyss in record time, filling her pussy with his hot come and sending up a silent prayer to whoever was listening, thanking them for putting this woman in his path.
 

He eased her down and held her steady as she regained her footing, then brushed his fingers over her stomach and the new life growing there. Lucy’s hand settled over his and she smiled up at him, her whiskey-coloured eyes brimming with happiness.
 

Toby preened, knowing he’d put that look on her face as surely as he’d put another baby in her belly. They had only found out the night before, that Lucy was pregnant with baby number two, just nine months after baby number one—Poppy Tobias Bennett—had been born.
 

They hadn’t told anyone yet. It was too soon. But he figured the permanent grin on his wife’s face would give it away soon enough.
 

He cupped her cheek. “Feel better?”
 

Lucy laughed and reached for her phone and tripod. “Yes. Thank you. A good hard railing was exactly what I needed to figure out how to focus my camera app.”
 

Toby pressed another quick kiss to her mouth, then picked up his cactus, certain his cock had deflated enough to fit fully behind it and not get his bunsiness banned from social media for lewd content.
 

“I love you, Lucy Bennett.”
 

Lucy grabbed a pot of pink petunias and came to stand beside him. “Even when I make you do silly things like this?”
 

“Especially when you make me do silly things like this.”
 

“You do realise I will never let you forget you said that, right?”
 

“And people wonder why I don’t talk.”
 

His wife giggled. “Say Happy World Naked Gardening Day!”
 

He mouth pulled to one side. “What?”
 

Click.
 

The camera flashed. Lucy checked the picture and grinned broadly. “Perfect,” she said, then turned the device around so he could see the picture too.
 

Yep. He looked like an idiot.
 

But the smile on his wife’s face was worth it.
 

“I love you, too, Toby Bennett,” she said, wrapping her arms around his middle and snuggling against him.
 

He could have stood there all day like that, holding the woman he loved in his arms, feeling her body heat, her silky skin pressed against him. But when he heard her giggle against his chest, he realised his cock was hardening again.
 

He squeezed her tighter and laughed, his body shaking with the happiness erupting from within him.

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Toby was a Dominant man, and Lucy was his submissive, but he couldn’t deny that when it came to his heart—or his cock—he would follow this woman—his woman—anywhere, knowing with full confidence that she would do the same for him.
 

With a resounding crack, his hand landed on her soft arse. Lucy whimpered and squirmed against him, proving he wasn’t the only one wanting a round two. “What time is it?”
 

She checked the clock on her device. “Six thirty.”
 

“Time to get to work,” he said, sighing, then cupped Lucy’s face in his hands and pressed one last kiss to her lips. Round two might have to wait, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t do everything in his power to let Lucy know how much he wanted her. How much he would always want her.
 

His beautiful, sexy, bossy little baby mama.
 

His reason for being.
 

His little slice of Heaven.
 

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