Trina sighed happily into Lucas’s mouth as he lifted her off the couch and carried her over to his bedroom. This time he didn’t throw her violently onto the bed. Instead, he lay her down gently, curling up beside her and nuzzling her neck and the side of her face. He kissed the base of her throat over and over again, sending a thousand tickling sensations vibrating through her skin, before slowly sliding down the front of her body.

 

“I’m so glad you came,” Lucas murmured as he paused at her breasts, kissing her nipples before continuing his path down her body. “I wanted to do this all morning.”

 

“Fuck me?” Trina suggested, unable to suppress the hysterical giggles that fought their way out of her throat.

 

“Take care of you,” Lucas corrected her. He dipped beneath her hips, pausing to undo the button and zipper on her jeans. “Get these out of the way…” he muttered as he pulled at her pants and tossed them off the side of the bed.

 

Trina spread her legs apart immediately, making space for Lucas’s head and shoulders. He placed two fingers on the front of her panties, right above her hole. “Hmm, I can smell you already,” he whispered, leaning forward to lick a line over the fabric of her panties. “You smell so fucking good. I can’t wait to lick you open.”

 

“Please, please, fucking do it, I need it,” Trina said. She exhaled roughly and arched her back to shove her crotch closer to Lucas’s face, causing him to laugh lightly at her enthusiasm and tickle the sides of her body.

 

“Patience. I got you. I’m not going to leave you hanging high and dry, baby,” Lucas said in a low hoarse voice. Trina swallowed heavily and nodded, but she still couldn’t keep her hips still. They twitched forward on their own, brushing her panties up against Lucas’s face until he growled a little again and hooked two of his fingertips under the fabric of her underwear, right in between her lips.

 

“Oh, yes, please, please, please, do it. Fuck me, please,” Trina rambled mindlessly. She thrusted her hips forward, trying to get Lucas’s fingers to slip into her hole.

 

Lucas chuckled lowly, but he didn’t immediately comply with her demands. Instead, he let the very tips of his fingers brush teasingly against her outer lips, slowly spreading her wetness up and down the entire length of her pussy. “Like that?” he murmured before taking the fabric of her underwear between his teeth, pulling this way and that until the chilly air hit her bare skin, making goose bumps pop up along the tops of her thighs.

 

“Yes, fuck, yes,” Trina answered in between huge panting breaths. Her heart was thumping so hard in her chest she was a little afraid it was about to burst out of her body entirely, but she loved it. Her body was on the edge, pushed to limits she didn’t know she could withstand, but all the while Lucas’s firm hands were securely wrapped around her hips, reassuring her that he was there to take care of her in case things got too intense.

 

Lucas’s fingers kept tracing Trina’s labia for a few moments before he pulled away, out of her underwear. Trina whined out in protest, but Lucas just grinned at her and leaned down to peck her lips before sinking back down to her crotch. “You can’t get it that easily, baby,” he said softly, running the backs of his fingers up and down the sensitive skin right at the juncture of her thighs. “You have to work for it.”

 

“What do you need me to do?” Trina panted out desperately. She already felt sweat pooling up along her hairline and under her arms and knees, but she wanted more. So much more.

 

“Just relax,” Lucas said. He leaned in again to press his lips against her panties, this time right above her clitoral region. Trina immediately groaned and squirmed underneath his touch, tossing her head from side to side in an attempt to get control over the raging desire that was coursing through her whole body. It was almost scary, feeling that much pure, unadulterated want flowing through her veins, but somehow she knew that she could handle it. She could take whatever Lucas threw at her because he was right there, ready to catch her in case she fell.

 

Lucas pressed his tongue against her underwear, applying indirect pressure to her clit as he licked in vertical motions over and over again. Trina blew out her breath forcefully and bit her bottom lip, barely able to restrain herself from reaching down and yanking her underwear off so Lucas could lick her bare skin. But no. She held herself back, even though she was so fucking ready to go at this point she felt like she might explode.

 

He lapped at her, up and down and all around, for several minutes before his teeth came out to play. Lucas latched his mouth over her clit, sucking through the underwear. “Oh! Ugh!” Trina cried out. She threw her arm over her face and bit down on it to keep herself from screaming in a combination of intense pleasure and incredible frustration.

 

Lucas’s tongue kept moving, swirling around and around her clit, soaking through her underwear with his spit. Trina thrusted her hips forward into his face, encouraging him to go harder and faster, even though the sucking sensation on her clit was already overwhelming her senses. But before she could even get her bearings and become accustomed to the greater suction around her most sensitive nub, two of Lucas’s fingers slid under her underwear again, finding her hole right away.

 

“Oh! Shit!” Trina grunted into her own arm, her back stiffening almost painfully as Lucas’s fingertips dipped inside of her body.

 

“I love playing with you,” Lucas practically growled into her panties, biting down again and again while he began to fuck his fingers in and out of her hole.

 

“Shit. Shit, shit, shit. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck!” Trina rambled. In another life, she would have felt embarrassed, maybe even humiliated by the pathetic sounds she was making. But here, now, with Lucas’s fingers inside of her, giving her strength, she couldn’t feel even a single drop of shame.

 

After another minute or so of this, Lucas had apparently had enough, as he used his other hand to yank her panties away, tearing them a little as he ripped them off her body. But Trina didn’t care. She had more important things to concern herself with at the moment, like the wonderfully wet sensation of Lucas’s tongue finally, finally, brushing up against her bare clit.

 

He licked her furiously, almost angrily, while his fingers kept moving. Before long, she was able to accept a third finger inside of her hole, her body spreading open easily to accommodate more of Lucas inside of her. She’d never been this receptive in bed before, this willing to push her body to its absolute limits. But with Lucas, she felt like she could do anything.

 

“Fucking—hot—fucking—shit—” Lucas grunted incoherently in between long hard licks of her pussy. He shoved his fingers harder inside of her, hitting spots that made her see stars exploding behind her eyes, a million different strands of brilliant light rocketing through her brain with every stroke of his fingertips on her inner walls. She couldn’t wait much longer to have his cock inside of her, but luckily Lucas seemed to be on the same page, pulling out and away before tugging Trina’s whole body up and onto his lap. “Ride me,” he demanded through gritted teeth, wrapping a hand around the back of her neck.

 

“Gladly,” Trina said as soon as she could catch her breath. She let Lucas relax on the mattress underneath her and found the right angle before sliding down onto his cock, moaning out at the delicious intrusion. “Oh, shit, yes! That’s so fucking good, baby.”

 

“Yeah, darling. Yeah. Take it all. I know you can do it,” Lucas muttered below her. He reached out to grab her breasts, pulling gently at her nipples as she started up a rhythm with her hips, rocking over his cock, back and forth, over and over again.

 

“Shit, so good, so fucking—ugh, shit,” Trina mumbled, sighing happily as she lifted herself up and down his dick, feeling her own wetness increase and make things smoother as the seconds ticked by.

 

One of Lucas’s hands traveled over to her ass, squeezing the muscle hard and encouraging her to move faster. Trina complied as best as she could, rotating her hips around and around in circles, desperate to feel Lucas coming inside of her yet again. She reached underneath her own body to find his balls, rolling them in her hand while she leaned down and pressed their chests together, hovering over his face while she continued to ride him as hard as she could.

 

“Yes, baby. Yes. So fucking beautiful. So fucking—fuck!” Lucas yelled, squeezing her ass harder and forcing her to move faster over his dick.

 

Trina was lost for words by this point. Her throat burned with the effort it was taking to bring oxygen into her lungs, but it was worth it. Her cunt was on fire, pleasure building inside of her like dozens of flames that only grew taller and wider with every thrust of her hips against Lucas’s body. She could feel the sweat that was collecting between each of them, their skin rubbing up together. She’d never felt this close to anyone before. Ever. The rest of the world had melted away, leaving them in a perfect sanctuary built by their own two beautiful bodies. She never wanted this to end.

 

“Oh, shit, baby. Oh, shit,” Lucas called out. He pulled Trina’s head down to smash their mouths together, kissing her deeply before grunting into her mouth. He thrusted his own hips up underneath Trina’s, shoving himself as deep inside as possible as she sped up, bouncing in his lap so hard that everything around them was a blur. Trina swore she could feel Lucas’s heartbeat inside of her, the head of his cock pulsing even before his orgasm came over him.

 

Lucas raked his nails down Trina’s back, making her skin sting a little, but she loved it. She loved feeling him grab her and pull her closer to him. She loved feeling how much he fucking wanted her. It was almost too much to take as it was, but then, without warning, Lucas’s hand forced its way in between their sweating bodies to find her clit. His fingers jacked it off, pushing it up and down roughly. Trina felt like her cunt was a nuclear explosion about to go off, the heat building between her legs getting so intense that she felt like her whole body was going to burn up into nothing. But it would have been worth it because this was a sweeter feeling, a stronger feeling than anything she’d ever experienced before.

 

“Come for me, baby. Fucking come,” Lucas commanded her. Trina pulled back a little to stare into his wide glassy eyes. His pupils were so wide that his eyes looked black, but she could still see bare emotion in his eyes. It was like he wasn’t even trying to hide it. He cares about me, she thought. He really fucking cares.

 

That was the thought that sent her over the edge. Her whole body went into a fit of spasms, her hips jerking forward and backward frantically as a hundred vibrations radiated out from her cunt, right before an explosion tore through her. It was like her entire body was flooded with endless warmth that just kept going and going, filling her up from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet. She was more than flesh right now. She was more than a piece of meat, pounded out time and time again by men who didn’t give a shit who she was or what she wanted. She felt like a princess. No. It was more than that, better than that. She felt like a goddess.

 

The next moment, Lucas groaned helplessly as he followed her over the edge, exploding inside of her, sending stream after stream of cum deep into her cunt. “Shit, shit, oh!” he shouted as he pulsed inside of her.

 

Trina collapsed on top of Lucas’s chest, hiding her hot sweaty face in his neck. “Wow,” she said hazily, pressing soft kisses against Lucas’s neck. “Wow.”

 

“Yeah,” Lucas replied hoarsely. He rubbed the back of her head, scratching lazily at her scalp and making her feel even more relaxed, if that was even possible. Her body felt like goo, like every last shred of tension hiding in her muscles over the years was finally extinguished. She felt safe. She felt like she was home.

 

“You’re a special man, you know that?” Trina murmured, sighing happily as Lucas began to rub his way down her back.

 

“You’re a fucking amazing woman,” Lucas said back. He turned his head to kiss the side of her face and neck.

 

“No, you’re silly,” Trina said bashfully, giggling a little as Lucas furrowed up his brow in frustration.

 

“Listen to me,” Lucas said. He turned on his side to face her and force her to look him directly in the eyes. “There’s no other woman I’d rather make a family with. Do you understand that? Do you?”

 

Trina’s chest ached, and she tried to drop her eyes to hide away a little from Lucas’s intensely blazing gaze, but he reached over and grabbed her chin, preventing her from looking away. “I mean it, Trina. It’s you. It’s only you,” he whispered before leaning in to give her another deep kiss.

 

Trina’s heart felt like it was about to collapse. She was feeling so much at once. Awe and disbelief and shock and gratitude and crushing terror that she was going to mess it all up somehow. But mostly, she felt love. Pure, shining love.

 

“Thank you,” she mumbled, crushing her face into Lucas’s chest so he wouldn’t see her crying. She figured he could probably tell that it was happening anyway, but if he was at all disgusted by it, he didn’t show it. Instead, he just rubbed her back and made small soothing sounds until she was on the verge of sleep.

 

“I’m never letting you go, Trina,” Lucas murmured softly. “Never.”

 

Trina found his hand and wrapped her fingers around his as tightly as she could, bringing his hand over to her stomach. It was way too soon to feel anything move, of course, but she liked how it felt anyway, having him touch her where the baby was growing, slowly but steadily.

 

For the rest of the day and night, they slipped in and out of sleep, waking up to make love and eat and cuddle before falling back into slumber. They were safe from the rain outside, from everything that might want to hurt them.

 

But only for a little while.