“Come in!” Trina called out after hearing a gentle tap at her bedroom door.

 

Kittie stepped inside and closed the door carefully behind her. “Sorry, I wasn’t sure if she was sleeping or not.”

 

“She’s awake, just being quiet for once,” Trina said with a laugh, gesturing to the crib that held her infant daughter.

 

Over a year had passed since the debacle with the Caliperi. Thus far nobody had seen any sign of them anywhere in the country, but Trina still felt on edge most of the time. She didn’t know if she would ever totally relax about the Caliperis. Maybe the day she eventually stopped worrying about them would be the day they finally came back to seek their revenge. Who knew? Trina sure didn’t, and she kept praying every day, wishing that she and Lucas and baby Jade and Kittie could live relatively quietly, in peace.

 

But for some reason Kittie had a slightly scrunched-up, worried expression on her face now. “What’s up?” Trina asked, patting the empty spot on the loveseat beside her.

 

“I was just… wondering if we could talk about my role here. Like in the household, you know?” Kittie said.

 

“What do you mean?” Trina asked.

 

“Well, you’ve said I can stay here forever, and I appreciate that, but it’s been a year now and you’re not pregnant anymore. You don’t need me hanging around to protect you all the time. Maybe it’s time I get going.”

 

Trina reached forward and grabbed both of Kittie’s hands, keeping her in place. “Kittie, no. Listen to me. You’re a part of the family. I can’t lose you.”

 

Kittie smiled sadly and shook her head. “I wish it were that simple. Trina, you’ve got the perfect fairy-tale life here. Lucas is great for you. You guys are great together, and now with the baby you’re a perfect family. You’re the one helping Lucas run the drug operation into the city. The best I’ve been doing is occasionally sleeping with a guard here and there, but that was more because I wanted to get laid than for anything else,” she said with a self-deprecating chuckle.

 

Trina struggled to come up with the right words to say. How could she reassure her best friend that she had a purpose here if she herself didn’t feel inspired about her life?

 

Just then, Jade started wailing, high and sharp, her cries piercing Trina’s exhausted ears like knives. “Oh, baby, it’s okay, I’ll be right there!” Trina called out as she got to her feet. “Don’t go anywhere, Kittie,” she shouted over her shoulder as she approached the crib. “We’re not done talking yet.”

 

Trina checked Jade’s diaper. It was still clean, and she’d been fed just twenty minutes earlier. She couldn’t be hungry, not yet. What was wrong with the baby?

 

“Sorry, Kittie, I’ll be right there. I just want to get her to stop crying, and then I’ll—”

 

“It’s okay, no problem, Trina,” Kittie said. A second later, Jade stopped crying, cooing lightly under her breath.

 

“That’s weird,” Trina said. She leaned down to take her daughter into her arms, but after a few seconds of adjustment she burst into tears again, screaming right into Trina’s ear. “Oh, Jesus, no, baby, no! It’s okay, darling! I promise it’s okay.” Trina groaned a little and let her head rock forward between her shoulders, limp and useless. She was usually so much better than this at taking care of her baby, but she hadn’t slept in a little over a day and her nerves were being worn down to nothing. She didn’t know how much longer she could do this, but Lucas probably couldn’t take over baby duties tonight, either.

 

“Well, let me hold her for a minute. Maybe she just needs—” Before Kittie could finish her statement, the baby quieted down again and pressed her head into the crook of Trina’s neck. “Wow. Her moods change fast,” Kittie whispered.

 

“I think I know what it is,” Trina said, thinking out loud. “Come closer, Kittie.”

 

Kittie did as she was told, and Trina was at least temporarily relieved that Kittie didn’t intend on running out on them right away. She still had a chance to keep her best friend in her new home. “Oh, jeez, Jade is so beautiful. I always forget it, and then I see her again and it hits me right in the face. She’s the cutest baby I’ve ever seen,” Kittie said softly.

 

Jade shifted a little in Trina’s arms, reaching out blindly with one tiny arm toward Kittie.

 

“I knew it!” Trina hissed. She felt oddly triumphant, feeling a ridiculous amount of love rise up within her chest. “It’s you, Kittie! It’s you!”

 

“What do you mean?” Kittie asked in a hushed whisper as she played with Jade’s tiny fingers.

 

“Here,” Trina said, offering to pass Jade over to Kittie’s arms. Kittie hesitated for a second before nodding and accepting Jade into her hands.

 

“Hey, pretty girl. Hey, there, pretty girl,” Kittie cooed, smiling down warmly at the baby in her arms. “So what do you mean, Trina?”

 

“The baby!” Trina said, like the answer was obvious. “Come on, Kittie! She piped down every time she heard your voice. It’s you! You calm her down. I knew it!”

 

“That’s crazy,” Kittie scoffed, shaking her head in disbelief. “You’re her mother. She’s so close to you that she can detect when you’re upset or exhausted or annoyed. She could just sense that you were stressed-out. That’s the only reason why my voice worked instead of yours.”

 

“Maybe,” Trina conceded. “But she definitely didn’t have that reaction to any of the guards who came passing through here five minutes ago. She only gets this way around you, Kittie. She loves you.”

 

Kittie shifted Jade around in her arms until the baby was pressing her head against her shoulder. “Well, thank you,” Kittie finally whispered, seemingly accepting defeat. “That really… means a lot to me.”

 

“It means a lot to me, too,” Trina said. Her chest burned with new purpose now, her goal so clear that she could practically taste it. “That’s why I want you to be Jade’s nanny, Kittie.”

 

“What?” Kittie asked. Her face looked awash with confusion, like she didn’t even comprehend Trina’s words.

 

“You should be her nanny,” Trina repeated. “You’re the only one I trust with her around here. The only one I know would do anything to keep her safe.”

 

Kittie stuttered for a second before saying, “But… I’m… all I’ve ever been is a whore, Trina. How can I…”

 

“You’re so much more than that, Kittie,” Trina said, putting her hand on Kittie’s shoulder, right next to her daughter’s head. “You’re my best friend. My only friend, really, other than Lucas. You’re the best nanny I could ever hope for.”

 

Kittie smiled then, her face lighting up just like it used to in the old days, when they were young and stupid and didn’t have big things to worry about. But then a moment later it faded, and Kittie wore a stony serious look, making Trina’s heart accelerate with worry yet again. “What? What is it?”

 

“Well, I was just thinking,” Kittie began, rubbing the back of Jade’s head as she supported her weight. “You deserve a night off.”

 

“From what? Jade?”

 

“From being a mom,” Kittie said. “Look, I’ve seen how hard you work for Lucas and for your little girl. It’s time for you to relax. You deserve it after everything we’ve been through.”

 

“But who will…?” Trina gestured toward Jade, still resistant to the idea of taking any time off.

 

“Me, of course. You just hired me, stupid!” Kittie said teasingly. “I’ll take Jade to my room, watch over her all night and maybe even tomorrow, too. You can just take the time to relax, unwind, destress, et cetera. Whatever you want to do. I’m sure you’ll think of something.”

 

“I—but I—I’ve spent every moment with her since—” Trina stuttered out.

 

“Since she was born, I know,” Kittie said with a wry smile. “And I think it’s time you learned to let go a little bit. I’ll take good care of her. We’ll be right across the hall, pretty much, for the whole time. Okay? Just let me prove that I’m really as good a nanny as you say I can be.”

 

Trina considered for a moment, her brain briefly in turmoil as she considered snatching her child back and never letting anyone else hold her ever again. But Trina realized she was being an overdramatic, overprotective mom, and she forced herself to relax, blowing out her breath and nodding. “You’re right. I need to loosen up a little bit.”

 

“More than a little bit,” Kittie said.

 

“Fair enough!” Trina said, playfully slapping the side of Kittie’s torso lightly. “All right. Go ahead. Get out of here.”

 

“Really?” Kittie asked.

 

“Yeah, really. Go on, do it before I lose my nerve,” Trina said, waving them away.

 

“Okay. Call me if you get worried. I don’t mind reassuring you,” Kittie said as she headed for the exit.

 

“Yeah, yeah, just go!” Trina said.

 

“I’ll take really good care of her!” Kittie promised as she left the room.

 

“You better!” Trina shouted, chuckling to herself a little. It took a few seconds before it hit her. It was the first time she’d been alone in months, in over a year, really, if she counted the pregnancy. She was free, at least for a night.

 

Trina started by pouring herself a glass of champagne and heading into the bathroom for a bubble bath, running the warm water until the tub was almost completely full before shucking off her clothes and slinking inside. “Oh, Jesus, yes,” Trina sighed, sinking deep into the tub and letting the warm suds slosh over her naked body. “Yes, this is good.”

 

Trina leaned back against the back edge of the tub, letting her legs go limp and loose as the minutes ticked by, only the sound of her own breathing and the gentle “drip-drip” noise of the faucet filling her ears. She felt like the tension was finally sinking away, all of the stress and worry and fear that she’d been carrying around ever since she’d first learned she was pregnant. And, honestly, even before that, when she was just a sex worker doing as best as she could, she never felt safe or secure, not even for a second. But now, for the first time, she had power, and she finally had the time to reflect on it.

 

This is my life now, Trina thought in a distant kind of way, her own thoughts feeling vague and fuzzy, like her mind was filled with a gentle buzzing static. Lucas saved me. Kittie saved me. And we’re all together. We’re all safe. We’re all okay.

 

“We’re all okay,” she murmured to herself, warm water filling her ears.

 

“Damn right we are,” a muffled male voice said.

 

“Ah!” Trina jumped up in the tub, sending a wave of water crashing down to the tile below. “Oh, Jesus, Lucas, you scared me,” she said with a drawn-out sigh, rubbing her eyes to get adjusted to the light again.

 

“Sorry,” Lucas said with a grin. “Mind if I join you?”

 

“Go ahead,” Trina said. Her heart picked up the pace, banging around inside her chest, but it wasn’t due to fear this time. For once, she felt excited, bubbling up with enthusiasm, her legs already trembling a little bit as she thought about snuggling up underneath the bubbles with her boyfriend.

 

Lucas stepped out of his clothes and carefully came into the tub, settling his body alongside Trina’s. “I thought you were going to be gone all night and tomorrow, too,” Trina said, instinctively wrapping her arms around Lucas’s shoulder, hugging his slippery body to hers.

 

“I got lucky,” Lucas said. “A couple guys canceled on me, and the other appointment went so well we reached an agreement within thirty minutes. I’m all yours, baby. Where’s Jade?”

 

“With Kittie. I decided she’ll act as our nanny, so that we can have more nights like this,” Trina explained. She wrapped her legs around Lucas’s waist, tugging him even closer and giggling as soap bubbles got into her mouth.

 

“I like that idea,” Lucas murmured softly into her ear, his tongue coming out to slide along the vein in her neck.

 

“Oh, shit, Jesus,” Trina sighed out helplessly, arching her back to encourage Lucas to lick her harder. His teeth slid along her collarbone, biting into her skin gently but firmly. “That feels good. That’s so good, baby, yes.”

 

“Hmm, I just want to eat you up,” Lucas grunted into her neck, licking more forcefully until the entire top half of her body tingled.

 

She shivered in Lucas’s grasp, arching back and forth, rubbing her bare crotch against the bottom of his stomach. “Please, I need you,” Trina whimpered. “It’s been so long, baby.”

 

They’d been so distracted lately with the growth of their empire along with the first couple of months with baby. It had been so long since they’d truly explored one another’s bodies, treating each other with special care and attention rather than banging a quick one out whenever the baby was sleeping.

 

But now, everything was quiet and still, the night beckoning toward them like a warm welcoming shadow, long and luxurious. Trina bent her legs behind Lucas’s back, reaching up to kiss Lucas deeper, dragging his lips between her teeth.

 

“I’m all yours,” Trina whispered. She twirled her fingers into Lucas’s thick, long hair, gripping the back of his head and encouraging him to kiss her harder.

 

Lucas massaged the base of Trina’s jaw as he kissed her, playing at the seam of her lips with his teeth. “You’re so hot, so sweet, so fucking sexy,” he muttered into her lips. He arched his back and knocked their hips together, his cock brushing up against her cunt without going inside. Somehow Trina knew that she was going to have to wait a long time before getting what she wanted. Lucas had that look his eye, this almost devious glint of desire that burned like an eternal flame, making Trina feel like her skin was on fire.

 

Trina lifted her hips off the base of the tub, brushing her outer lips against Lucas’s balls. She felt like she could sense his throbbing, feel his heartbeat throbbing through his most sensitive skin. Lucas’s hands started at her breasts, playing along with her nipples while his teeth kept nibbling at her lips. “Yes, yes, yes, ugh, yes,” Trina moaned helplessly, turning her neck this way and that, halfway between trying to shove Lucas’s mouth off and pull him in closer, deeper into her skin.

 

Lucas’s hand traveled down lower, his nails dancing over her stomach before slipping in between her legs, tracing over the vulnerable skin of her inner thighs. Lucas hovered above her, keeping his cock just out of reach no matter how far Trina stretched her arm out to touch him.

 

“Shit, shit, yes,” Trina grunted as Lucas’s fingers found her clit, brushing up against it teasingly before pulling away. “Hmm, please, please, touch me,” she begged softly, dragging her nails down from Lucas’s lower neck to halfway down his back.

 

“You like that? You fucking like that?” Lucas whispered, his mouth moving up to suck around her chin and the curve of her cheek.

 

“Yes, yes, I do, I really fucking do,” Trina said, feeling a wave of desperation rise within her body, making her arch her back and lift her hips up even higher while her mouth searched to find Lucas’s. “Ugh, please, goddammit, please, fuck me. I need it. I need it so badly.”

 

“Hmm, maybe I’ll be nice tonight. Would you like that?” Lucas whispered. He dragged his lips up from hers, gliding along her cheek until he found her ear again and sucked her lobe into his mouth, surrounding a thousand sensitive nerve endings with his wet, hot suction.

 

“Ah! Ah, oh!” Trina cried out, her spine stiffening almost uncomfortably as Lucas dragged the nails of one of his hands up her hip and waist.

 

Lucas growled into her ear, his teeth feeling wonderfully sharp and powerful and precise as they dug into the side of Trina’s neck. Trina felt like new neurons were being brought to life on the surface of her brain, new mental connections that had never been discovered before. Lucas had that talent about him. He was always able to make every time feel like the first time, and yet he’d barely even touched her clitoris yet.

 

Right on time, Lucas’s fingers returned to Trina’s clit, pressing down just a little bit before rubbing around in a circular motion. “Ah! Ugh!” Trina called out, biting hard onto the nearest stretch of skin she could find on Lucas’s body, managing to suck a hot little purple mark into his shoulder in the process. Trina felt an absurd feeling of smug satisfaction at that, marking Lucas up so any person who saw him in the near future would know that he belonged to someone fierce and vicious and strong, someone who didn’t let go of things easily. It was so strange how much that turned her on, thinking of other people reading her mark on Lucas’s body, but it did, encouraging her to clutch on tighter to Lucas, tugging him in deeper until his cock brushed up between her thighs.

 

“You are so ready for me. I can feel it,” Lucas whispered, leaning up to kiss the top of Trina’s head softly before recapturing her mouth, digging his teeth deep into her lips. “You’re so fucking wet, even with all this water around. I can always tell when you want me. I can always tell when you’re fucking desperate.”

 

“I am. I’m fucking desperate,” Trina confessed, way beyond shame even though they’d just started messing around less than five minutes before. Lucas had that effect on her, dismantling her with ease with just a few strokes of his fingers and tongue. She couldn’t get enough of it, even after being with him for a year at this point.

 

Lucas’s finger found her clit and stayed there now, pressing down hard enough to make Trina knock more water out of the side of the tub. She lost control over her limbs for several seconds, kicking and splashing over and over again while Lucas kept tapping at her clit, applying the perfect amount of pressure to make her leak even more in between her lips.

 

“This good for you, baby? Is this good?” Lucas whispered before sucking the tip of her chin into his mouth, biting lightly while his fingers pressed harder at her clit, rolling it around in every direction like a joystick. It felt like Lucas had his fingers on all the right buttons, ready to press down at the exact right time to set off bombs underneath Trina’s skin. And she just wanted more and more and more of him, as much of him as possible.

 

Lucas’s thumb remained on her clit, moving it around in circles, up and down, up and down, while his other fingers dipped lower, finally finding her hole with his fingertips. “Ah! Ugh, yes, yes, oh, yes, please, ugh!” Trina rambled, swiveling her hips around in circles until Lucas’s fingers slipped inside of her body. “Oh, yes, yes. God, fuck,” she sighed, sinking happily into the warm water around her head.

 

“You want to be fingerfucked, huh, my queen? Is that what you want?” Lucas whispered before licking a hot line of blazing sensation down from her chin to the base of her neck, right along her collarbone. “You want me to fuck your tight little cunt?”

 

“Ah, ugh, yes!” Trina screamed, slamming her hands down hard into the water, probably splashing a ton of water over onto the other side. She didn’t fucking care, though. She couldn’t bring herself to care about anything at the moment, nothing except the exquisite sensation of Lucas’s tongue on her neck, his fingers embedded deep in her pussy, scraping against her inner walls, all of her most secret, sacred spots.

 

After a few more minutes of this routine, Lucas started to slide down the front of Trina’s body, pausing at her breasts to suck at each of her nipples before gliding down to her stomach, biting along her abdomen until he got to her clit. “Yes, baby, open up for me,” he murmured in between her legs, nosing at the sensitive little nub at the top of her vulva, over which his thumb kept rotating, over and over again.

 

“Yes, shit, oh, fuck, shit, oh,” Trina moaned, feeling primal and desperate and filthy as she groaned out for Lucas’s fingers to fuck her deeper, harder, more, more. His fingers fucked into her more insistently, curling at an angle that made Trina’s spine go erect, her hips jerking up in the air helplessly, no matter how hard she tried to hold back.

 

“That’s good, isn’t it?” Lucas grunted before dragging the tip of his tongue along the whole length of her vulva, from the very top to the very bottom, spreading her wetness around in the process.

 

“Yes, yeah, oh, please, please, yes. Fuck me, fuck me, lick me, baby. Yeah, I need it,” Trina rambled, shoving her cunt further outward, closer to Lucas’s open mouth. But she didn’t quite get there. He pulled back, grinning teasingly at her as he kissed and licked at her knees.

 

Lucas tickled her clit, back and forth, several times before leaning in and breathing on it, letting his hot breath hit her most sensitive spot before he traced the outline of it with his tongue. “Oh, yeah!” Trina cried out, her hips jerking involuntarily in the air in response to Lucas’s teasing touch.

 

He kept drawing it out even longer, placing his tongue firmly on her clit before taking it away, tapping the sensitive area with his mouth before abandoning it again. Trina groaned and rotated her hips around in impatient circles, her arousal and frustration growing as the gaps between Lucas’s touches became even longer. “Baby… please…” she begged. A second later, Trina accidentally banged her head on the back of the tub in her effort to thrust her hips closer to Lucas’s face. “Ow, fuck.”

 

“You okay?” Lucas asked, pulling back from her cunt entirely.

 

“Yeah, yeah, just getting a little chilly now that the water’s getting cold,” Trina explained as she rubbed the back of her head.

 

Lucas dropped a kiss on the top of her head and nodded. “All right. One second.” Without any further warning, he got to his feet and stepped out of the tub. Trina whined wordlessly in complaint, but a second later she was swept up into Lucas’s strong arms. He lifted her out of the tub like she weighed about two pounds, carrying her with ease across the room to grab a towel and then out in the bedroom area again.

 

He dropped the towel onto the bed before carefully placing Trina down on top of it, letting go of her body to allow her to dry herself off and get comfortable on the mattress. “I’ve been thinking…” he started to say before cutting himself off.

 

“Oh, yeah?” Trina prompted him, still breathing hard from Lucas’s attention earlier. “What about?”

 

“I think I haven’t been taking good care of you lately.”

 

“What? No! That’s ridiculous,” Trina protested.

 

“No, I mean it,” Lucas said. “I’m not just saying it so you can be offended and correct me. I want to do better. I want to spend time on you. On us.”

 

Trina shivered a little as the chilly air of the room around her hit her still slightly damp skin. “What’d you have in mind?” she asked lowly, a little nervous to ask.

 

Lucas grinned then, sharp and vicious like an animal, but with that hint of mischief and desire that always told Trina she was in good hands. “Just lay back on the bed. I’m going to handle it, baby. I’m going to handle everything.”

 

It was hard for Trina to totally relax and let Lucas take over. Her body was resistant to letting go of all thoughts and worries right away. After all, she was still a new mom. In the back of her mind, she was still worried that maybe Kittie would get overwhelmed with Jade and come back in at the wrong time. You’re being ridiculous, Trina told herself as she rubbed at her wet hair with the towel before settling down on the pillow. Calm down. Just calm down. Everything’s fine. Lucas’s got this. He’s got you.

 

“One sec. I’ll be right back,” Lucas said before getting off the bed and going across the room to rummage through a set of drawers for something.

 

“Need my help?” Trina suggested.

 

Lucas shook his head and gestured for her to wait. “I’ve got it. Don’t worry, baby. Just lean back. Close your eyes, maybe.”

 

Trina rolled her eyes a little at Lucas’s stubbornness but did as she was told, leaning back on the blissfully soft pillow and letting her body sink deeper into the mattress, her muscles letting go of the tension they’d been holding on to for hours on end—really weeks on end if she was being honest with herself.

 

Soon enough, Lucas returned to the bed, settling beside her body but not touching her right away. “What are you…?” Trina started to ask, opening her eyes a little to peek at what her partner was doing.

 

“Close your eyes!” Lucas told her again. “And get on your stomach.”

 

“Bossy today, huh?” Trina said teasingly.

 

“Always.”

 

Trina complied with Lucas’s command, flipping over so that her ass was in the air and her stomach was flat on the mattress. Lucas ran a hand down her back, sending chills reverberating through her spinal column. His fingers reached her ass, gently squeezing each cheek in his hand before traveling down to her upper thighs, his nails making goose bumps pop up on her skin in response to his tentative touches. Trina arched her back a little, moaning quietly as Lucas’s hand went up and down the back of her legs multiple times in a row, pausing at her knees to work out little knots of stress that remained under her skin.

 

“You’ve been working so hard, haven’t you?” Lucas whispered above her. “So fucking hard.”

 

“Mm, a little bit,” Trina admitted, inhaling shakily as something wet and warm dripped over her back. It took her a couple moments to work out what it was, but then it all clicked. Massage oil that Lucas had gotten for them when Trina was eight or nine months pregnant. Back then, he usually used it on her feet, which had swelled a lot. But now it felt glorious on her back, especially as Lucas’s hands came up to rub the oil into her skin, paying special attention to the tight areas around her shoulder blades.

 

“You’ve been so busy. You haven’t even been able to sleep,” Lucas muttered softly.

 

“Yeah, true,” Trina agreed, sighing contentedly as Lucas began to rub harder, more insistently pressing down at the top of her back. It almost hurt at first, feeling her muscles yield to his persistent touch, but when they gave up the leftover stress that they’d been holding on to, she felt this wonderful peaceful buzzing take over her body, her skin practically glowing with joy and relaxation.

 

“You just need to be treated like this sometimes, don’t you?” Lucas said. “Because you’re my queen. You deserve good things.”

 

It was still so hard for Trina to accept sometimes. Often she looked around at her new life and thought, What the fuck am I even doing here? She was a streetwalker, a sex worker, a “whore.” Her body had been through things that most people would never even have to imagine, let alone live through. But the truth was Lucas was right. She did belong here, right here, in this moment, with her body being treated like a goddess’s.

 

Lucas’s hands found her ass again, rubbing each cheek extensively, back and forth, until Trina felt practically on the verge of sleep. She moaned a little under her breath and arched her back to give him more area to work with, biting her lip in pleasure as his nails raked down from her lower back to the bottom of her ass, right where her legs began. He did that a couple more times, setting her skin ablaze with sensations that woke her right back up. It took all of her concentrated energy and power to keep herself from trembling, but she wasn’t scared or nervous or even frustrated now. She knew that Lucas would take care of her. He wouldn’t let her suffer. Not anymore. Not after all that they’d been through together.

 

Lucas shifted on the bed until he was straddling Trina’s legs, bending over to press his mouth to her lower back and whispering into her skin. “What do you want, baby?” he murmured.

 

“You,” Trina answered instinctively. It felt like the only answer in the world, like anything else would have been a blasphemous lie. “I want you.”

 

“You’ve got me,” Lucas said. He ran his hands up from the base of her spine to the top of her shoulders, working his fingers into her skin even though her upper muscles were already entirely relaxed. “How’d you like me to fuck you today, sweetheart?”

 

Trina shivered a little bit, but this time it was definitely not because of the cold. Lucas must have felt it, too, because she could hear him chuckle a little under his breath. On another day, in another mood, Trina would have turned around and slapped him for being smug, but today she knew that she would let him do and say whatever he wanted. That was how she liked it, having Lucas in control. She never thought she would be that type of woman, the one to relinquish the reins and let her man take over in bed, but somehow she knew that it didn’t speak to her strength as a woman at all. It didn’t make her any weaker. It didn’t make her less powerful. It just made her honest and open with herself, that she was able to admit that it felt good to be vulnerable. It felt good to be upfront about what she wanted and to know that Lucas was willing to give it to her, to obey whatever wish she could possibly think of.

 

“Every way,” Trina said softly as soon as she could summon the ability to speak again. “I want you to fuck me every way. Until we can’t fucking move anymore. Is that okay with you?”

 

Lucas leaned over her body until his head was right behind hers, his breath hitting the back of her neck and making all of her nerve endings stand up at attention. “What do you think?” he whispered into her ear before licking a line down from the top of her neck to the space right in between her shoulders.

 

“Ah! Yes, ugh, fuck, fuck me,” Trina hissed under her breath, lifting her torso off the bed to press her back further into Lucas’s front. She could feel his hard dick pressing up against her ass, thick and throbbing with desire for her already, but she knew it wouldn’t be that easy. She would have to wait for it, to prove that she would work for it if necessary. But she knew she could do it. She could endure. That was one of her many talents, in bed and out of it.

 

One of Lucas’s hands came up to her head, fisting into her hair while his other hand reached down to her ass, cupping one cheek firmly before rearing back to give her a solid spank. Slap. His hand connected hotly with her skin, which stung a little as he pulled away. Trina gave a loud grunt and shoved her ass back until it was touching his hand again. Lucas laughed lightly at her enthusiasm but gave her what she wanted, stroking her sensitive ass until she was moaning lightly under her breath.

 

“Yeah, you like that? You like that, don’t you?” Lucas said right into her ear, biting a little at the outline of her earlobe while he yanked her head to the side to give himself more space to work with along her neck.

 

“Yes, yes, I do. I fucking do,” Trina babbled mindlessly, thrusting her hips futilely forward, brushing her sensitive vulva up against the bedsheets under her body.

 

Lucas growled before biting the side of her neck hard, sucking her skin between his teeth so tightly that Trina wondered if she was being literally torn into. But she couldn’t focus on the pain for very long, as the next moment Lucas’s hand found the space between her thighs. He slipped under her ass and found her hole, which was still wet from the earlier activities in the bathtub. “Yes, yes, so ready for me, baby,” Lucas mumbled as two of his fingers slid inside of her easily.

 

“Yes, shit,” Trina moaned, moving her hips backward a little to encourage Lucas deeper into her body.

 

“So tight,” Lucas said. “Do you feel that? You feel yourself clutching around me? You’re so fucking desperate for it, baby.”

 

“Yeah, I am. I fucking am,” Trina agreed, her words trailing off into incoherent grunts as Lucas bit the top of her back, nibbling a little before digging in more and more deeply.

 

Lucas’s fingers explored around inside of her, pressing against each corner of her that he could reach before tapping a spot inside of her that made her howl and lurch forward on the bed, almost hitting her head on the headboard in the process.

 

“There, there, fucking there, fuck me there!” Trina demanded impatiently. She slapped her hand down hard on the mattress to brace her own weight as she began to fuck herself back onto Lucas’s fingers, getting his fingertips to brush up against that special spot again and again and again. Trina started sweating almost immediately, feeling it collect under her arms and knees, but she just couldn’t give a shit, not when Lucas’s wonderfully soft yet firm tongue was there to press against her back, to lick her skin clean again.

 

And anyway, Lucas seemed to be enjoying himself just as much as she was, muttering incoherently under his breath as he kept biting at the base of her neck, sucking several spots of warmth into her skin while his fingers jerked faster and faster in and out of her tight hole.

 

“Harder, do me harder,” Trina commanded, burying her face in the crook of her arm and biting down on her own flesh just to curb the ridiculous noises that were trying to claw their way out of her throat.

 

Lucas complied with her wishes, thrusting his fingers in and out more forcefully than before, rotating them around in circles to be sure to cover as much inner surface area as possible. “Yeah, take it, fucking take it,” Lucas grunted, pulling harder at her skin while Trina whimpered into her arm.

 

Trina couldn’t take it anymore. She felt so wet, so ridiculously turned on. She just had to reach under her own body with the other hand and get to her clit, rubbing at the sensitive nub desperately rather than teasing herself or building up to it at all. “Yes, yes, yes. Fuck, yes, fuck me,” Trina huffed out, arching her spine at an almost impossible angle to get Lucas’s fingers hitting the exact right spot inside of her.

 

“You going to come for me?” Lucas asked, adding a third finger to her hole and stretching her out even wider than before.

 

“Ah! Ah, shit, yes!” Trina moaned, rubbing her clit around in circles while Lucas fucked her even further open, preparing her for his thick cock.

 

“You going to fucking come, baby?” Lucas asked in a low teasing voice, sliding the very tip of his tongue along the top of her back, making her feel a deep tingling sensation that echoed throughout all the bones in her spinal column. “You going to clench around me? You going to fucking take it?”

 

“I am, I am. I will, I promise,” Trina rambled, her throat burning with the tremendous effort it took to breathe as hard as she was and manage to speak at the same time. All she knew was that the sensations between her legs seemed to be merging together, all the tickling and teasing and outright torture from Lucas’s fingers tipping her over that edge, making her feel a thousand things at once. She was so fucking wet, she knew that she was probably dripping onto the towel, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except the exquisite combination of feelings between her thighs, on top of the amazingly dirty feeling of having Lucas fingerfuck her from behind. Years ago, she never would have guessed that she could have felt like this: filthy and utterly clean at the exact same time, like she was perfect precisely because she was able to get messy. It was such an unexpected contradiction, such a weird thing that she only felt free when Lucas had her trapped with his body, but it was true. She felt stronger than ever before in her life, all because this man biting hard at her back knew that she could take whatever it was he had to give her. He trusted her to be brave. She couldn’t think of any higher compliment than that, sexual or otherwise.

 

“Come for me, baby,” Lucas demanded. He bit his way up from the top of her back, along the vein in her neck, all the way up to the ultrasensitive spot just under her ear, right where her heart pounded against the side of her skull. “Fucking come for me. Do it. Do it now!”

 

“Oh, shit! Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, fuck, oh, shit!” Trina screamed, throwing her head back and howling like an untamed wolf, like a creature of the forest, like the beast that she really was deep underneath her skin. Her spine stiffened, threatening to crack as it bent forward and backward, over and over again as spasms ripped through her entire body like a hurricane. Vibrations coursed out from her pussy, pounding throughout her blood until her whole body was consumed in the single concentrated rush of heat that pulsed out from her cunt. The moment was so quick, so mercifully short, but it paradoxically seemed to last forever at the same time, like she was born for this single moment to occur.

 

“Shit, shit. Oh, shit,” Trina sighed out as she collapsed on top of the bed, her own arm trapped underneath her body and Lucas’s fingers still inside of her.

 

Lucas carefully pulled out of her before laying down on top of her, considerately keeping most of his weight to one side while he nuzzled the back of her neck sweetly. “Yeah, that’s my girl,” he said, brushing his nose up against the sensitive skin of her neck. “That’s my sweet girl.”

 

“Thank you,” Trina said in between long panting breaths. “Thank you so much. I really fucking needed that.”

 

“Well, don’t go getting too comfortable,” Lucas said, rubbing a hand down Trina’s back but stopping before he got to her ass this time. “I’m nowhere near finished with you.”

 

Trina laughed lightly and rolled over onto her side to face Lucas. She loved seeing him like this, naked and a little red in the face and sweaty from their shared exercise. She wanted to break him down even more, to see him totally off his guard. He was so tough and commanding, so strong and powerful, but like everybody else he needed to be taken care of, too. Trina couldn’t wait to do it, but she had to give herself a few minutes to get some of her energy back first.

 

“You’re so cute,” Trina said softly. She reached out to tangle her fingers through Lucas’s slightly damp hair, loving the way his hair seemed to curl a little bit around her hand.

 

Lucas rolled his eyes and slapped the side of Trina’s body playfully. “Men don’t like that word. Cute.”

 

“Oh, yeah, I guess that’s true, isn’t it?” Trina said. She’d learned a lot about what men liked and didn’t like over her years on the street, but it was hard to keep track of it all at times. “What’s a better word for you, then? Handsome? Sexy? Adorable?”

 

Lucas scoffed, but Trina could tell that he was enjoying being teased. His eyes seemed to glow a little, like she’d kindled some kind of special fire inside of him, keeping all the inner hidden parts of him warm. Good, Trina thought. I want to do that for him. I want to make him feel good, too.

 

“You can call me whatever you want, baby,” Lucas finally said, stroking the side of Trina’s face gently.

 

“Well, thank you,” Trina replied. She returned the favor, lightly grazing Lucas’s cheek and chin and lips with her fingertips. “But you’re my warrior, you know that? Don’t ever forget that.”

 

“I won’t,” Lucas said.

 

“I mean it,” Trina said firmly, shifting on the bed until she was straddling Lucas, pressing him down on his back and keeping her hand on his chest to tell him to stay in place. “Don’t ever go around getting any ideas about anything different. You’re mine now. Mine.”

 

“Hmm, why don’t you prove it?” Lucas said, lifting his eyebrows and poking his tongue out of the side of his mouth teasingly.

 

Trina narrowed her eyes, looking at him suspiciously before grinning and slamming their faces together, smashing her mouth into his until she could taste him. She kissed him furiously, holding each side of his head to keep him in place as she attacked his mouth with her teeth and tongue, wanting to lick him up. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you,” she promised before sucking on his bottom lip, swallowing a groan that emitted from somewhere deep in Lucas’s throat.

 

Before long, Trina got too impatient to keep Lucas waiting. She left his mouth, kissing sloppily over his chin and neck and the top of his chest on her journey down his body. She stroked the sides of his torso, hoping to make all of the little hairs on his body stand up, totally erect, just as he had done to her fifteen minutes earlier.

 

Trina kept kissing her way down his stomach, pausing to lick a little at his abs before skipping over his pelvis entirely and kneeling down to press her lips against his upper thighs. Lucas groaned in frustration and kicked his feet lightly on the bed, signaling his impatience. Trina looked up at him through her eyelashes, finding totally unbridled desire written all over his face. “You want it?” she whispered, dragging her nails up his thighs to part his legs open.

 

“Oh, you fucking know I do,” Lucas said with a choked-off laugh. “Fucking suck it.”

 

“Hmm. You’re sounding pretty rude to me,” Trina said, leaning in until she was almost touching Lucas’s cock with her mouth. But she kept her distance, even as Lucas arched his back to stick his hips further up in the air, trying to get some contact on his visibly throbbing dick.

 

“I’m sorry,” Lucas said with a bright smile on his face. “I will be good, mistress. Please, mistress. Give me what I want. I need it.”

 

“Oh, you do, do you?” Trina said teasingly, letting her warm breath hit the top of Lucas’s cock, making him whimper and squirm a little beneath her. “How bad do you need it? Tell me.”

 

“So fucking bad,” Lucas grunted, thrusting his hips uselessly into the air a few times before he moaned and collapsed on the mattress again, whining under his breath. “I need it so fucking bad. I’m going to die if I don’t get it, baby.”

 

“Oh, jeez, we don’t want that,” Trina said in a mock-concerned voice, sharing a grin with Lucas before finally leaning in and pressing her lips dryly against the shaft of his cock.

 

“Yes, yes, yes. Oh, fuck, yes,” Lucas sighed, shifting around to try to get some semblance of friction against his dick.

 

Trina wasn’t done teasing him, though. She kept applying soft, chaste little kisses against his dick, all along the sides without ever brushing up against the sensitive head of his cock. Lucas definitely seemed to enjoy himself, despite the teasing nature of her touches, groaning a little bit every time her lips made contact with his sensitive skin.

 

“Yeah, I know what my man likes,” Trina said in between little kisses. After a couple of minutes of this, she finally wrapped her hand loosely around the base of his dick, right above his balls.

 

“Yes, yes, baby, that’s what I fucking need. Give it to me, please give it to me,” Lucas rambled, probably assuming that Trina was about to jerk him off right then and there.

 

But tonight was no quickie, not like they’d had to do so many times over the past couple of months. Tonight she had time to take him apart, to bring down each and every one of his defenses until he was a quivering mess. That was what she wanted, to bring him to the edge of consciousness itself.

 

Trina gave a few long teasing strokes, still avoiding the head of his dick, but when she pressed her mouth back to his cock, this time her tongue came out to play, licking long lines of heat up and down the sides of his shaft.

 

“Yeah, baby,” Lucas muttered, rotating his hips around in wide circles, obviously desperate to be taken into her mouth.

 

But Trina wasn’t going to give in that easily. She kept licking the sides of his dick like he was a lollipop, while her other hand reached out and wrapped around his balls. “Oh, shit!” Lucas cried out, thrusting his hips up higher in the air as she began to tug and rub around his sack. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

 

“Yeah, honey, just relax. I’ve got you. I’ve got it. I know what you like,” Trina promised before wrapping her lips around the side of his cock, providing a little suction while her tongue made little circular motions, tasting the salt from his skin.

 

Meanwhile, she kept massaging his balls, gathering them and pulling them and stroking them gently yet firmly to try to bring Lucas even closer to the edge without pushing him too far.

 

“I need it, your fucking—your fucking mouth,” Lucas begged, slamming his hand down hard by the side of his body, presumably just to distract himself from the growing wetness around his cock and balls. “Please, baby! Please, I need it!”

 

Trina chuckled a little and began to move her other hand, slowly jacking him off, still avoiding the tip of his dick, which was leaking a little bit now as a result of her careful attention. Trina used his precum as a lubricant, easing her path up and down his cock, but she still leaned in and licked around the base of his dick, spreading her spit around on his dick to give him some relief. She still wasn’t going to suck him yet, though. Not till she heard pure, unadulterated desperation in his voice.

 

Suddenly, he was there, reaching out to grab the side of Trina’s hip, his fingers digging hard into her skin. “Baby! Please! Suck me!” he pleaded, panting so hard that Trina was a little worried that he was going to pass out if he didn’t get what he wanted.

 

“You’re a good boy,” Trina whispered before leaning down to suck the bottom half of his balls into her mouth. “Such a good boy,” she mumbled as she carefully dragged her teeth along his sensitive sack, making him whine highly like a dog before groaning so loudly that the other people in the mansion tonight could probably hear him. But Trina didn’t care. She had to give him what he wanted, what he needed, what he’d waited so long for. She had to take care of her man. “You deserve this,” she whispered as she sucked his balls harder.

 

“Oh, fuck! Fuck! Baby, please!” he called out, shoving his hips higher in the air, wordlessly asking to be sucked.

 

Trina jerked him off quickly for about thirty seconds, wanting to tease him to the edge before wrapping her mouth around the head of his cock, tasting the sweet bitterness of his precum right on her tongue. “Mm,” she moaned as she swallowed around him, wrapping her tongue around his thickness as she began to sink her mouth down around his length.

 

“Yes, yes, oh, oh!” Lucas whimpered, rolling his hips up and down to fuck her mouth. Trina didn’t mind, though. She liked how it felt, having her throat invaded by Lucas’s thick length, feeling herself open up to let him in. It was just a reminder of her own strength, her own ability to please another human being who worked so hard to take care of her. Trina let go of Lucas’s balls and the base of his cock and gripped him by the hips, encouraging him to fuck her mouth harder and faster.

 

“Oh, baby, baby, baby. What are you fucking—what are you fucking doing to me. Goddamn,” Lucas rambled, sighing out heavily as he thrusted deeper into her throat, making her gag a little around his thick cock.

 

Trina dug her fingers deeper and harder into Lucas’s hips, her eyes tearing up as she forced herself to move faster and faster, the whole world becoming a blur as she sucked harder around the head of his cock. She could feel him leak more into her mouth, tasting the sweetness and the saltiness of his skin against her tongue, but she still wanted more. She needed to taste him, to bring him to the edge. She didn’t do this very often, as they usually moved straight to fucking more often than not, but whenever it happened, she savored the entire experience.

 

“Oh, fuck, oh, fuck. It’s coming, it’s happening, oh, yes!” Lucas shouted above her, finally losing his patience and grabbing the back of her head. Trina nodded as best as she could and encouraged him onward with her eyes, signaling that it was okay for him to start to fuck her face in earnest.

 

As smoothly as possible, Lucas flipped them over, pressing Trina down on to the mattress while he straddled her chest, placing one hand down by her head to brace his weight as he forced himself in and out of her mouth. “Yes, yes, shit, you look so hot, fuck, yes, take it, fucking take it,” Lucas panted out as he thrusted harder against her tongue. At this point, Trina was beyond gagging. Her throat had opened up for him, ready to take him in as roughly as he wanted.

 

“Yes, yes, shit. Yes, fuck, fuck me, oh!” Lucas called out as he exploded into her mouth, his cock pulsing wildly on her tongue before spurts of cum erupted from the tip.

 

Trina swallowed carefully, wanting to give Lucas as much pleasure as possible without overstimulating him. But as soon as she swallowed all of his cum, he pulled out of her, his cock still erect.

 

“Flip over,” Lucas demanded, pulling at the side of her body until she complied, flopping over onto her stomach. “Fucking take this cock.” With no further ado, Lucas found Trina’s hole again and shoved his cock inside. It was only about halfway, but Lucas’s dick was so thick and meaty that Trina could already feel herself stretched to capacity, her cunt tightly clenching around his cock.

 

“Oh, God,” she mumbled into the mattress, biting the bedspread and pulling it between her teeth just to suppress her own noises as Lucas pulled out and began a rhythm.

 

“Yeah, that’s good, that’s fucking… yes,” Lucas said behind her, slapping her on the ass roughly as his cock dipped deeper into her cunt. “Fucking take this cock, baby. Take it all the way.”

 

“Fuck, fuck me, yes,” Trina rambled, arching her spine downwards so she could shove her ass further up in the air. She honestly couldn’t even believe Lucas was this hard again after coming so powerfully just moments before. He had incredible stamina, and he was putting every ounce of it to use fucking her into the mattress, shoving his cock so hard into her pussy that it almost hurt. But she wanted it so badly, it didn’t matter. She knew she could take it, because she had to take it. She felt like there was no other option on the planet than to force her body to accommodate his powerful cock.

 

Lucas reached around her body, finding her clit within seconds. He started with little teasing touches while his mouth found the back of her neck again, biting it hard enough to make Trina cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure while she bounced her ass back against his crotch, desperate to take him in even deeper.

 

“Jesus, fuck, I—your face, I want to see your face,” Lucas finally said, pulling out and flipping her over again until she was on her back. “Yes, so beautiful, so fucking sexy. Goddammit, yes!”

 

Trina felt herself beaming, her whole body feeling like it was shining with brilliant light. That was Lucas’s great gift to her: making her feel like an angel sent from God rather than gutter trash rescued from the bottom of somebody’s shoe. He made her feel like she was special, like she was precious, like she was pure. Nobody had ever made Trina feel like that, ever before in her life, before she met Lucas.

 

Lucas resumed fucking her, grabbing her hips to lift her ass up to get a good angle for deep penetration. “Oh, shit, yes, fuck,” he cried out, moving his hips in wide circles until he hit another good spot inside of Trina. Her hole convulsed around him, clutching tight to his cock. “Yeah, that’s it. Open up for me, baby.”

 

Trina could only pant hard for breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She wrapped her arms around Lucas’s back, forcing him down lower so they could kiss as he fucked into her tight hole. “Do it, do it, fill me up, baby, fill me the fuck up,” Trina demanded, reaching down to smack Lucas’s ass firmly.

 

Lucas groaned and bit the side of Trina’s neck again, sucking hard enough to make her spine stiffen and her cunt fill with tingling vibrations that just grew bigger and bigger as his teeth dug deeper into her skin. Trina kept clawing at Lucas’s back, encouraging him closer while her hips dragged his cock in deeper, her leg muscles throbbing as she pushed and pulled at Lucas’s ass with her feet.

 

“So fucking hot, so fucking tight,” Lucas muttered into her neck, groaning loudly as she scratched her nails down from the base of his neck to the top of his ass. “Yes, take it, fucking… Jesus Christ!”

 

Trina had a feeling she knew how he felt. She felt like there were a hundred bubbles full of heat rising inside of her cunt, bouncing off the walls and growing larger and larger with each passing minute. She didn’t know how much more of this she could take without exploding again, going over that edge and disappearing on the other side.

 

Without warning, Lucas switched it up again, flattening his back on the mattress with his cock still embedded deeply in Trina’s pussy. “Ride me,” he demanded, slapping the side of her body lightly before digging his nails hard into her hips, encouraging her to start moving.

 

Trina decided to slow things down a little bit, rolling her hips more smoothly and rhythmically than before. “Oh, Jesus, shit,” Lucas sighed out, but it didn’t sound like a complaint to Trina’s ears.

 

“This feel good?” she checked in as she moved torturously over his cock, moving in slow circles that made her feel like her pussy was filling up even more with intense heat.

 

“Jesus Christ, yes,” Lucas answered breathlessly.

 

Trina smiled softly and cupped the side of his face, staring deeply into his dark eyes. “God, you’re beautiful,” she whispered.

 

“You. You are,” Lucas replied, swallowing heavily and letting his eyes slide shut as he moaned again and arched his back, sending his cock as deep as it could go inside her.

 

After another minute or so of her original slower rhythm, Trina started rocking harder over his dick, bracing herself with a hand on his firm chest. God, he was so strong, so tough, so hard, yet so soft at the same time, at least for her sake. It made her even wetter, just thinking about how he’d tossed her around on this bed. As if on cue, Lucas tightened his grip on Trina’s hips and began to lift her up and down, moving her according to his own desires. Trina loved it. Even though it was nice, dominating him a little bit, it was always best to have Lucas in control, pushing and pulling her body to exactly where it needed to go.

 

“Faster, baby. Faster,” Lucas demanded, reaching behind Trina to spank her ass several times in quick succession.

 

“Ugh! Oh!” Trina cried, grinding her hips down harder onto Lucas’s cock, feeling her cunt leak over him.

 

Lucas bent forward until he was sitting up, with Trina still perched in his lap, moving back and forth over his cock. “Faster, baby. I need it faster. Can you do that for me? Huh? Can you?” he asked teasingly, moving some hair away from Trina’s neck so he could lean in and press soft kisses against her pulse.

 

“I can do it. I can fucking do it,” Trina panted, letting her head rock forward into the crook of Lucas’s neck as she pushed herself to comply with Lucas’s wishes, rolling her hips harder into his. She gasped for air as she moved faster and faster, but she couldn’t bring herself to stop, not even for a second to catch her breath. She needed to keep going, to bring Lucas back to the edge again, to go over with him. Together. It had been so long since they’d been able to make love like this, to truly bare each other’s minds, bodies, and souls, and Trina wanted to make the most out of it.

 

She pulled back, almost entirely off his cock, with just the head of his dick still lodged inside her tight cunt. “What are you…?” Lucas asked into her neck, still biting lazily at her skin.

 

“Just hold on a second,” Trina whispered, holding still, feeling a trickle of sweat move down her spine as she forced herself to remain motionless on top of Lucas’s cock. She could feel the head of his dick twitch inside of her, its pulsations melding with the rhythm of her heart pounding deep in her cunt. God, it was so fucking hot, feeling him press inside her. He’s going to mark me up, she thought, feeling a wave of intense, almost blinding heat wash over her body. He’s going to fucking fill me up and mark me on the inside. God, I can’t wait.

 

She waited until she felt Lucas trembling underneath her like a leaf caught in a windstorm before slamming herself down fully onto his cock. She repeated that pattern several times in a row, lifting herself almost all the way off his cock before crashing back down again, over and over again until she found the perfect angle. “Oh, yes, oh, yes, fuck. Fuck, faster, fuck, yes!” Lucas screamed, digging his nails deep into her back while biting hard at her neck, sucking at her skin so hard that Trina wondered if he was trying to eat her alive. Somehow, she thought she wouldn’t exactly mind, even if he was.

 

She kept pushing herself harder, making the head of his cock smash right up against the perfect spot inside of her, sending a thousand tingles throughout her cunt on every downstroke onto his cock.

 

“Yes, baby, yes! Oh!” Trina hissed, her face screwing up in frustration as she rocked harder and faster over his cock. Her cunt was already aching as a result of the intense pounding it was receiving, but she couldn’t stop. Not now. Not when Lucas was so obviously close to the edge.

 

One of Lucas’s hands eventually drifted over to the top of her cunt, his fingers tracing the outline of her dripping lips for a minute before finding her clit again. “Oh, yes, please,” Trina begged, leaning her forehead against Lucas’s equally sweaty one and staring right into his glossy eyes. “Yes, baby. Do it to me. Do it.”

 

Something moved behind Lucas’s eyes, hiding in the shadows of his pupils. Trina wasn’t sure what it was at first, but she was so wrapped up in his body that she didn’t have the energy to find out what. But then it hit her, all at once, the weight of the emotion that Lucas held in his heart for her.

 

Jesus Christ, Trina thought, feeling like she might pass out either from the intense swirl of sensations building between her legs or the fearless way that Lucas was staring at her. Either way, she refused. She had to see this through.

 

“Baby, I’m not going to last if you keep riding me… fuck… like this,” Lucas forced out before biting his bottom lip.

 

“It’s okay, I’m… I’m close,” Trina whispered back, unable to raise her voice higher than a whimper at this point. Lucas’s thumb and forefinger wrapped around her clit, pulling it side to side while his cock kept slamming in and out of her tight hole. Her cunt felt so hot, like a nuclear reactor waiting to go off at any moment.

 

“Do it for me, baby,” Lucas said. “Do it, I want to feel it.”

 

Trina shook her head, barely able to hold herself back from exploding. “You first,” she panted. “I want to feel you come inside of me.”

 

“Jesus Christ,” Lucas whispered, letting his head rock forward so that he was pressing his forehead harder against Trina’s while his hips pushed harder onto hers. “I’ll do that for you, baby. I’ll fucking come in your tight hot little hole. My little hole. I love that hole. I love that cunt. I love it. I fucking love it. I love you.”

 

Trina knew it was coming, those three words, but that didn’t dull their impact at all. She still felt like she’d been kicked in the chest, like she’d been knocked off a swing—soaring in the middle of the air for a moment before crashing down hard back to earth. It almost hurt, hearing those words said so earnestly, with so little attempt to hide. But it was beautiful. God, it was so fucking beautiful. So miraculous. Trina’s eyes flooded with tears, but this time, she didn’t try to hide it.

 

“I love you,” she murmured, staring deep into Lucas’s eyes. “I love you.”

 

That did it. “Fuck!” Lucas cried out, his hips jerking forward in a series of spasms while his cock twitched inside of Trina’s cunt. “Oh, fuck!”

 

She felt a flood of warmth pool into her cunt as he filled her up with his seed, giving her the last little thing she needed to get to the edge herself. Lucas’s cock kept moving even after it emptied itself, while his hand flew over her clit, jerking it off frantically, making the sensations between her lower lips burn even brighter than before. “Shit! Shit, baby! I love you! Yes!” Trina called out, her throat aching with the effort as she screamed wordlessly again and again as her orgasm thundered through her.

 

“Oh, Jesus. Shit,” Trina said as she collapsed into Lucas’s arms, accidentally knocking him over onto the mattress. “Fucking hell.”

 

“You can say that again,” Lucas said, tangling a hand into the back of Trina’s sweaty tangled hair. “Jesus, baby. That was one for the record books.”

 

“I’ll put it in the little black book,” Trina said, referring to the series of phone numbers and records they kept to run the business. “I’ll write down the date and say, ‘On this day Trina and Lucas beat everyone in the world to have the Best Sex Ever. It’s over. It’s done. There’s no more competition. Good night.’” She fell into a fit of giggles, cuddling deeper into Lucas’s side as he pulled her closer.

 

“That’s about right,” Lucas said softly, rubbing the back of her neck. “I meant it, you know. What I said.”

 

Trina swallowed around the lump of her throat, taking a few moments to work up the ability to speak solidly without stuttering. “That you love me?” she suggested.

 

“Yeah,” Lucas said. “That. I meant it. A lot.”

 

“I know,” Trina said, reaching down to tangle her fingers with Lucas’s. “I know, baby.”

 

“If anything ever happened to you, I’d … I’d lose my mind, Trina. No. It’d be worse than that. I’d lose my … fucking world.”

 

Trina smiled and pecked Lucas’s lips softly. “Well, it’s a good thing you don’t have to worry about that, then. We’re together. We’re safe. That’s all that matters.”

 

Twisted up together on the bed, glued to each other by sweat and cum and the sheer power of love, they fell into a peaceful sleep, letting their bones heal from the year’s events. They didn’t know what challenges would come to bother them tomorrow, but they would be ready to meet all of them head on. They were stronger this way, together.

 

They were more than a dynasty, more than an empire. They were a family.

 

THE END

 

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