“Come on,” Lucas said, pulling Trina out of the car by her wrist. About a week had passed since their last encounter, and for a couple days there Trina had wondered if Lucas had gotten bored of fucking her already and given up on maintaining a long-standing relationship. But then Dana had come into her room a few hours before, telling her through clenched teeth that Lucas would like to see her again. Honestly, Trina had been a little relieved, if she was being honest with herself. The past week had been excruciatingly boring, with Trina just waiting on edge, wondering if Dana was going to assign her to another client ever again.
But for now, she felt weirdly nervous again, her heart pounding up in her throat as Lucas wrapped his hand tighter around her wrist, pulling her along until they entered his condo. “What’s the rush?” Trina asked without thinking about it. Usually, she kept her mouth shut around clients, except to ask them to cough up their payment. But with Lucas, she just couldn’t help herself. Maybe because I want him to get annoyed with me, Trina thought. Maybe I like it when he gets rough.
“You were late today,” Lucas said, slamming and locking his front door behind Trina. “We have to make up for that time somehow.”
“Okay,” Trina said, bending her hands behind her back to find the zipper of her dress, pulling it down so she could reveal her bra and panties.
Lucas smirked at her, his eyes glinting with lust as he stepped closer, wrapping his hands around her breasts and giving them a firm squeeze. “Beautiful,” he murmured under his breath, his lips skidding along the side of her chin for a second before he pulled back to look in her eyes. “Fucking beautiful.”
Trina felt a strange, unfamiliar fluttering sensation around the center of her chest, like her heart was trying to take flight. “Thank you,” she whispered back, barely audible despite the silence that stretched between them.
Lucas smiled at her, less cockily than before, reaching a hand up to brush some of her hair out of her face. “Get on the couch,” he said in a low voice, pointing toward the adjoining room.
Trina immediately complied, heading into the den and sitting down on the couch that he’d fucked her on last time, her legs trembling as if he’d already started touching her.
Lucas followed her much more slowly, gradually moving around the couch to face Trina. All the while the hairs on the back of Trina’s stood up almost painfully, her skin tingling in anticipation.
“You’re a smart one, aren’t you?” Lucas murmured, keeping a safe distance away from Trina, pacing back and forth in front of the couch. “You know how to obey.”
Trina didn’t say anything, but she met Lucas’s gaze head on, making sure to keep her facial expression calm and confident.
“Yeah, you know how to do a lot of things, don’t you?” Lucas whispered, finally approaching her, then leaning over her body without ever actually touching her skin at all. “You know how to give me what I want.”
Trina licked her lips without thinking about it, realizing a second too late that it probably looked like she was trying to egg Lucas on. But Lucas didn’t attack her straight away. Instead, he draped himself over her body, lifting her hands up to pin them at the top of the couch. “You’ve got a nice, strong grip,” he mused, tightening his hands over hers to keep them in place. “I like knowing that.”
“Can I ask you why, sir?” Trina asked in a small voice, unsure if she was crossing some unspoken, unseen boundary by asking him anything at all.
Lucas chuckled a little under his breath, his teeth shining brightly in the dim light of the den. “It doesn’t mean anything for me to take control of somebody weak. It only means something if you’re strong.” Without warning, he tightened his grip almost painfully over her hands, pressing them down harder into the surface of the couch, making his message clear. Trina wasn’t allowed to move her hands. I can handle that, Trina thought to herself, biting on the inside of her mouth as Lucas’s body sank to the ground, settling between her open legs.
“You’ve got nice legs, you know that?” Lucas said, running his hands up Trina’s legs and pushing the hem of her dress up to reveal her underwear. “They’re thick. Strong.”
“Thank you,” Trina said. She fought to keep her breathing even as he dragged his nails up the exposed skin of her thighs, making her skin prickle with hot and cold sensations at the same time.
“Yeah, you’re tough, aren’t you?” Lucas muttered, bending over to press his lips against her legs, kissing the sensitive skin of each of her inner thighs.
“Most people don’t notice that right away,” Trina said, the words spilling out of her mouth without her brain’s permission. She blushed as soon as the words left her lips, but she recovered quickly, pretending that she wasn’t nervous at all.
“Oh, believe me, I noticed,” Lucas said with a low, deep laugh, then dragged his teeth up her left thigh, all the way up to the line of her underwear. “Hmm, you’ve got nice muscles. Big. Strong.”
Lucas’s hands drifted up to Trina’s hips, giving them a rough squeeze before he groaned out loudly and tugged her open dress down to the floor, leaving her in her bra and panties. “God, so hot,” Lucas mumbled, kissing both of her knees wetly. “So fucking hot.”
Trina’s legs spread about on their own, making Lucas grin wider as he leaned in to press his lips against her covered cunt, his tongue coming out to tease at the fabric of her panties.
She shivered a little, inhaling deeply as she felt the wetness of his tongue press at her hole, pushing the fabric of her underwear into her body. “Hmm, you smell good,” Lucas muttered against her pussy, nosing at the side of her panties until they moved aside, letting him get at the bare skin in between her legs.
The next moment, his teeth came out to play, digging into the patch of skin right where her thighs met her pelvis, sucking so hard that Trina couldn’t stop herself from crying out. “Oh! Oh, God!” she hissed between her teeth, letting her head rock back against the head of the couch in between her hands, which she kept where Lucas had placed them a minute earlier.
Lucas kept sucking, pulling with his teeth, making Trina squirm on the couch, lifting her hips up to encourage him to bite harder. “So sweet,” Lucas muttered into her skin before his hand slid between her legs, shoving the line of her panties aside to expose half of her cunt to the chilly air of the condo.
“Oh, Jesus,” Trina huffed out, arching her hips forward to encourage Lucas to touch her cunt directly.
“Hmm, impatient, aren’t you?” Lucas said, laughing lowly before dragging his tongue up the side of her outer labia, sending sparks of sensation radiating out into the center of her pussy.
“Yes,” Trina admitted, her throat practically burning with every exhale of breath. “Yes, please touch me.”
Lucas pulled back then, grinning up at Trina as he licked his lips. “Beg me for it,” he said, his teeth gleaming like a dozen stars.
“Please,” Trina said, her voice coming out small and pathetic. “Please just fucking touch me. I need it. I need it, please.”
“What do you need?” Lucas asked, then drew his tongue along the place where her leg and her hip joined up. “What is it you want, baby? Tell me. Beg me. Do it.”
“I want you to lick my cunt!” Trina yelled out, arching her spine to shove her cunt closer to his mouth. “Please!”
“Well, since you asked so nicely,” Lucas said. He leaned in to press his lips against her pussy, his tongue dancing down to her hole, spreading her wetness around in wide circles.
“Mm, oh, God!” Trina cried out, huffing out a rough breath as she lifted her hips up, shoving her cunt harder onto Lucas’s face.
Lucas licked his way from the bottom of Trina’s hole to the clitoral area around the top of her pussy. “So fucking sweet,” Lucas whispered into her skin, flicking his tongue right on her clit. Trina felt like a ball of heat was forming between her legs. She was so fucking wet. Trina felt like her hole was leaking, her juices spilling out to welcome Lucas’s tongue inside.
Lucas teased his tongue along the top of her cunt, licking back and forth a couple of times to stimulate her clit. His tongue felt like a feather, lightly teasing her most sensitive spot, only making the heat between her legs build itself into something bigger and bigger with each passing minute.
“Hmm, yeah, so good,” Lucas murmured in between her legs, pulling the side of her underwear further away so that her entire cunt was exposed. “So fucking pretty. So fucking cute.”
Trina could only respond by arching her back further upward, her spine bending at an uncomfortable angle to accommodate the desires that radiated out from between her legs, begging the rest of her body to comply with Lucas’s every command.
Lucas’s fingers came up to trace the outline of her cunt, teasingly dipping to the area around her hole to spread some of her natural lubrication around. “So wet for me, aren’t you? So fucking desperate for me to fuck you,” Lucas whispered. He dragged his tongue along the top of her thigh, then bit down just hard enough to make her squeal again.
Trina breathed harder, her lungs practically aching with the effort as she panted for breath, her chest heaving up and down in the process. Her clit was throbbing by this point, her heartbeat pulsing inside of her cunt like a bomb waiting to go off.
Lucas’s tongue traveled north, slowly sliding up the outer lips of her pussy before finding her clit, rolling around in wet circles, forcing a hoarse broken-off cry to rip from Trina’s throat.
His tongue started to move up and down, flicking her clit side to side, while Trina’s hips began to move in long drawn-out circles, rotating around Lucas’s open, willing mouth.
Lucas’s fingers moved up to the bottom of her cunt, finding her hole and slipping inside of her body. “Ugh, shit, so tight,” he muttered, moving his tongue faster around her clit.
The heat between her legs got more intense. Trina felt like there was a bright ball of light burgeoning from her cunt, slowly but surely spreading to encase her whole body. “Shit, shit, shit,” she huffed out, shoving her cunt upward to encourage Lucas to suck harder on her clit.
Lucas complied with her wishes, swirling his tongue around her clit while his teeth latched on harder around the surrounding area, creating a wonderful suction that made Trina jolt her hips upward again, sending her body further into Lucas’s mouth.
“Mm,” Lucas grunted around her flesh. “Mm, yes.”
“Yes,” Trina hissed. “God, yes.” Her pussy felt like it was on fire, like a thousand beautiful flames were licking their way out of her cunt, burning their way down her legs.
Lucas’s finger dipped deeper into her hole, curving a little to brush up against her inner walls. Trina thrusted upward, thrusting her clit against Lucas’s absurdly soft lips, wanting more of his tongue against her most sensitive skin. Soon, his finger pumped in and out of her cunt, thrusting so fast that Trina started muttering mindlessly under her breath, incoherent noises leaving her mouth so quickly that she couldn’t stop herself from making them.
“Yeah, take it,” Lucas said as he stuck his finger in deeper, twirling it around and hitting a spot inside Trina that made her give a choked-off groan.
She felt like a new, undiscovered continent, like Lucas’s fingers were explorers plumbing new ground, finding gold buried underneath the surface. It was so strange. She’d had sex with hundreds of men as part of her occupation, but it was like Lucas was finding places that no one had ever touched. Nobody had ever reached inside her and found her secret spaces, the unmapped places that could turn her inside out. But Lucas did, without even really trying. It almost terrified Trina, but she was too distracted by the pleasure steadily growing between her legs to feel anything else.
“Oh, Jesus, oh, fucking Christ,” she moaned out, arching her back at a practically impossible angle, the heat seeping from her cunt down her legs, which trembled more and more as Lucas pumped his fingers in and out of her hole.
“Yeah, so wet and hot,” he muttered against the top of her cunt, latching his teeth around her clit again and then gently sucking, while his tongue swirled around and around her most sensitive spot.
After a few more minutes of this, he started shoving his fingers in and out of her even faster, angling it so perfectly so that it hit her special spot, while his tongue found the right rhythm, curling around and around her clit, making a thousand sensations build inside of her.
“Oh, yes, God, yes,” Trina panted out, feeling like her hole was spread wider than it had ever opened before. “Fuck me, goddammit, yes.”
“Fuck,” Lucas said, suddenly pulling out of her without warning, getting to his feet as he shuffled out of his clothes. A moment later, he was totally naked and draped on top of her, pressing his cock inside of her with no further ado.
“Shit, shit!” Trina cried out, clutching onto Lucas’s back and dragging him deeper into her body. His cock was so big, so thick, pressing inside of her in such a way that she felt like the very limits of her body were being tested. She was being pushed to the edge, and she fucking loved every second of it.
Without any more buildup, Lucas started fucking her furiously, dragging his cock slowly out of her before slamming his way back in fully, pressing so deep that Trina became aware of areas inside her cunt that she’d never known before.
Before Trina could even become accustomed to the feeling of Lucas’s thick throbbing dick inside of her cunt, he pulled out and flipped her over, shoving her over the back of the couch again as he entered her again and began fucking her doggy-style. “Ugh, fuck!” Trina cried out, biting down hard on her forearm to suppress the thousand pathetic noises that were trying to claw their way out of her throat.
Lucas slapped his hand against her ass and the back of her hip, over and over again until her skin stung hotly. “Yeah, yeah, baby, take it,” Lucas grunted into her ear, his tongue coming out to drag along the back of her neck, dipping low to trace along her spinal column.
All of Trina’s bones felt utterly aflame, her blood pumping so fast that she worried briefly that she was about to pass out. But she held on, thrusting her hips back to take more of Lucas’s wonderfully thick cock into her pussy.
“Ugh, shit, so tight,” Lucas said above her, one of his hands drifting up from her hip to grab at her hair, fisting at it and using it as leverage to tug her body back onto his cock. He pulled on her hips so hard that his fingers might have left bruises on her skin, but at this point Trina couldn’t be bothered to give a single fuck. She wanted him deep inside of her, pressing against all her inner corners, all of her secret spaces that nobody had ever brushed against before. She moved her hips back and forth as fast as she could without falling down, and Lucas rewarded her by pulling out and flipping her back over, placing his hand right over her clit to stimulate her as he fucked in and out as hard as he could.
Trina got the sense that Lucas didn’t even care if she came, but he just liked to play with her clit, touching her softest spot to make her convulse around his cock. In any case, she certainly didn’t mind, arching up into his touch, letting him move her up and down along his cock as he pleased.
After a minute or so of this, Lucas’s free hand came up, slapping her across her tits, making her skin turn red under his touch. “Fucking—take it—fuck—shit!” Lucas cried out above her, his eyes falling shut as he moved his hips frantically forward onto her body, jerking her clit off with his forefinger and thumb. Trina felt like there was a big glowing star between her legs, getting hotter and hotter and bigger and bigger with every stroke of his dick inside of her secret chamber.
Before she had to a chance to prepare herself, Lucas leaned over her body, their chests pressing together, to smash his mouth onto hers, his tongue coming to play along the seam of her lips. “Hmm, yes, so good, so sweet,” Lucas muttered against her mouth, biting on her lower lip, swallowing her moans into his own mouth. “So fucking sweet.”
“You, too,” Trina replied, arching her hips up higher to take him as deep as she could, gasping a little when he angled his hips a certain way to hit exactly the right spot inside of her. “There. Fucking there. Do it. Do it to me, baby.”
Lucas laughed breathlessly, panting hard as he kept his hips moving, jerking forward so fast that he was practically a blur above her, fading into the background of the den behind him as he moved. “Fuck, yes, so tight. Yes, squeeze around me so good, fuck, yes!” he cried out, licking his lips before crashing his mouth against hers again, his teeth wonderfully sharp as they dug into her lips.
Trina couldn’t help herself. She had to move her hands from their resting place on the couch and grab at Lucas’s ass, pulling him impossibly deeper inside of her. She dug her nails into his flesh, holding on for dear life as he pounded her furiously, burying his head into her neck to bite at her sensitive skin as his cock plunged in and out of her so fast she felt like a piece of meat, but she loved every second of it.
“Come for me, baby,” Lucas said a moment later, his fingers suddenly flying over her clit, pushing it up and down and side to side as his cock pressed inside faster than ever before. “Fucking come. For me.”
Trina found herself unable to resist his command, her heart thundering inside her cunt like a thousand horses rushing toward a finish line, all her blood flooding between her legs while she threw her head back and howled like a she-wolf. “Yes! Fuck, yes, fuck me, yes!”
“So naughty, so bad,” Lucas said into her ear, licking his way down her neck before he latched his mouth at the base of her throat, sucking so that her entire body convulsed under him, her pulse reverberating inside all her cells at once.
Lucas growled and dug his teeth into Trina’s earlobe, sucking so hard that her nerve endings felt like they were on fire, burning almost painfully as her cunt exploded into wonderful sparks of irresistible sensation. Her pussy clenched tight around Lucas’s cock, tugging him deeper as it convulsed, a thousand vibrations running under her skin in a matter of seconds.
Even as the heat between her legs reached a crescendo, Trina could tell that Lucas was on the edge, too. “Yes, fuck, yes, yes, take it, take it, you beautiful—fucking—yes!” he yelled, slapping his hands against her sides and lifting her off the couch entirely, carrying her over to the nearest wall. He fucked her up against the wall, his hips doing the work for several wonderful, world-exploding moments before his cock pulsed inside of her and he brought them back down to the couch, sinking into the cushions together as one.
After they came down from their orgasms, Trina waited for Lucas to lift himself off her chest and leave her alone to clean up, the way he had last time. But minutes passed and he didn’t move, breathing heavily on top of her, his lips lazily dragging along the side of her neck like they had been minutes before, during sex. Trina’s skin tingled under his touch, making her feel weirdly vulnerable. She already came, after all. What was her body doing, daring to feel something from a man outside of sex?
“Let’s eat,” Lucas said after pecking her on her forehead, suddenly getting to his feet without any further warning and setting off toward the kitchen.
What the hell? Trina thought, wiping some of the sweat from her forehead and attempting to get her bearings. As soon as she caught her breath, she stumbled to her feet, almost tripping over the fancy Persian rug under her feet before following Lucas into the kitchen.
“I’ve got some leftovers. I’m sure you’re hungry after what I just put you through,” Lucas said, pulling out a bottle of wine from one of the cabinets above the fridge and pouring out two glasses. “Come on. Sit. Let’s talk.”