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“Yeah, mom.”
I exit the room and rush into Trent’s arms, pulling him down into a kiss. At first, his lips move hungrily against mine, claiming my mouth as his own, but just as quickly as we embraced, he pulls away.
My face falls as I gaze upon his solemn expression. Something isn’t right. He looks rigid and sad. I don’t understand.
He cups my cheeks, his lips slightly parted, like he wants to tell me something.
But he knows his words will only be lost on me.
That’s okay though, because I know one word that will convey exactly what I want right now.
I bring my hand to the bulge in his pants and give it a firm squeeze.
“Need.”
Whatever barrier Trent was using to restrain himself collapses. He’s just as desperate as I am.
His mouth mauls my neck, my jaw, my ear. His hands are all over me, yanking my clothes, ripping the fabric.
“Neeeeed,”Trent rasps, lifting me into his arms and wrapping my legs around his body.
He walks me into a bedroom and throws me atop a bed. Staring down at me, he slowly removes his clothes, his eyes never leaving my body.
I shrug off the tattered remains of the shirt he ripped and slide my pants and underwear down and off my legs.
“Need,” he says, his voice thick and forceful.
Yes, need. I’ve never needed anything so badly in my life. I’ve lived as a ghost for so long, my only care for my children. For once, I have something to look forward to. Something for Duri and Hyun, but also for me. Something special.
I don’t feel bad about killing that woman. And Trent doesn’t either. If it’s what had to be done for us to stay together, I would do it again. I would kill a dozen more.
He’s on the bed, pushing me down, pressing his body to mine. I’ve never seen him like this. I’m not entirely sure he would stop if I asked him, and for some inexplicable reason, that only heightens my arousal.
“Suki,”he growls, his fingers finding my core as his lips close around my breast. I ache for him, wanting nothing so badly as to be owned by this brutal man who is not the Trent I’m used to.
He hikes one of my legs up, working his way down my body. I know what he’s going to do. He’s going to please me that way he does, and while it is splendid, the passion blooming inside me demands more.
I bring my knee up, catching him under his armpit. He glares up at me, questioning my defiance.
“Need!” I say with an urgency I’m unfamiliar with.
His eyes are locked on mine, his lips parted slightly. For a moment, he looks all of a boy. Scared and desperate.
But then the savageness returns.
He gives a curt nod. “Need.”
In the blink of an eye, he’s up my body, hunched, drawing my legs around him. His thick cock running up my slit, sliding against all my sensitive areas, making my body jolt.
How he causes these big, chaotic feelings, I will never understand. They feel so enormous that I feel tiny inside myself.
As he plunges into me, his mouth crashes against mine, his tongue pressing through my lips. He’s struggling to bury himself, fighting against my tense body. I try to relax, but he’s huge.
He’s anything but gentle, which is so unlike my Trent. He’s hard, demanding, utterly terrifying in a way I find enthralling.
I told myself I wouldn’t allow this. I forbid it.
But every cell in my body threatens to explode without it.
