by P. T. Macias
Trent has the girls on his side, and Yvette holding onto his arm. He grins as they walk up the steps to the opera house, escorted by their guards.
The people in the hall stopped talking to look at the beautiful trio, recognizing Trent as a billionaire playboy, why did he bring two girls to the ballet? The guards surround them and scrutinize every person in the hall.
They walk to the front balcony circle and then walk into the private balcony, taking a seat. Trent positioned himself at the end next to Yvette.
“I love Sleeping Beauty,” whispers Yvette looking at the stage.
Trent takes her hand in his when the lights are dim. He then sits back, watching the vast emotions flashing across Yvette's face.
He strokes her palm, enjoying this small moment of calm and pleasure.
My Baby Girl lights up my world. She shines bright in the darkness and erases the evil, and bloodstains on my hands.
I feel so damn old even if I’m not. My soul feels heavy and frozen. Only my Baby Girl thaws my soul.
She’s all that is good, she doesn’t deserve the ruthless soulless bastard that I am. She sees the good in me, gives me unconditional love, and the promise of a future.
I’m afraid of sullying her pure soul. I’m afraid that the Lords, the underworld, would learn about my love and hurt her just to spite me.
Yvette glances at him and leans over to kiss him.
Trent moves his hand up to her neck to hold her closer as he kisses her deeply. He moves his lips to her neck, whispering.
“Baby Girl, you’re pushing my buttons.”
Yvette's lips turn up, moves her hand up to run her finger through his hair.
“I wish that we were somewhere alone.”
Trent laughs, shaking his head, wrapping his arm around her small waist.
“You rather be making out than watching Sleeping Beauty.”
“Yes, you’re my top priority.”
“Fuck! You’re killing me!”
Trent nibbles on her ear as she watches the ballet.
Jessica turns to glare at Trent, shaking her head.
“Hey, you two,” she hisses softly.
Later that evening they walk into the penthouse.
“Thank you for this treat. I’ll see you in the morning,” says Jessica. She takes off her heels, yawning.
“Thanks, Trent, night,” says Nicole, yawning.
“Thanks, bro, love you, night,” says Brittany.
“Yes, thank you. Goodnight,” says Yvette, nodding.
She slides her heels off, turning to look at Trent. She looks small, delicate, and adorable.
“Welcome, Angels. Goodnight,” says Trent grinning at Yvette.
Yvette moves her hand up to her lip, signaling for him to be quiet. She goes onto her toes, holds onto his shoulders, and kisses his lips.
“Baby Girl,” whispers Trent, pulling her into his arms.
He kisses her deeply, devouring her lips, moving his hands up her back.
Fuck! It’s getting so hard to stop. This is insanity.
Trent pulls back, smiles, gazing into her beautiful green eyes.
“Night Baby Girl.”
“Night.”
Yvette smiles, nods, leans down to grab her heels. She walks down the hall, looks over her shoulder, and winks.
Trent grins, stands there watching her heart shape ass until she enters the guest room.
His gray eyes are dilated, full of need. He slides his hand inside his pants to adjust the throbbing flesh. He then pulls at his tie, letting it hang down the side, and unbuttons the top buttons on his crisp white shirt. He runs his hands through his wavy black hair closing his eyes.
Fuck! I’m going to explode. Having her close is going to drive me mad. I need some whiskey.
Trent walks over to the bar, grabs a crystal glass, sets it on the bar countertop. He grabs the crystal whiskey decanter, takes off the top and pours the golden fluid, watching it swirl.
Trent drinks the whiskey in one drink and then pours more in the glass. He walks down the hallway to the master bedroom and stops, he looks over at the guest room door for a few minutes.
Not a good idea, not yet.
He shakes his head and opens the door, he walks inside, closing the door. He looks over at the turned-down bed and saunters over, places the glass on the nightstand. He pulls off his jacket, drops it on the chair next to the nightstand. He then unbuttons his shirt and pulls it off, throwing it on the chair. He slides the black leather shoes off, unbuckles his belt, and pulls it off, throwing it on the chair. He takes another drink of the whiskey.
This is going to be another long night! Damn!
Trent stares out the window looking out at the lights and the stars merging into one. There’s a soft knock at the door, startling him. The door opens as he turns around.
Yvette steps inside the room and then closes the door looking at him, a little unsure. She’s wearing a cute black pajama set that consists of merely a pair of shorts and a tank top.
Oh, gawd, I hope that he doesn’t push me away. She thought as she moved farther into the room.
A soft pink blush spreads over her face, she tucks a curl behind her ear. She inhales, squares her shoulders, and confidently takes a step. She looks into his heated gray eyes, and her tongue darts out to lick her lip.
Trent turns to look at her, his eyes roam over her curves, and more curves, escalating his already throbbing cock to another level of hard. His body feels like it’s on fire.
Fuck! What is she doing here?
I don’t want to push too hard.
I don’t want to break this fragile moment.
I’m one step away from losing my mind.
I’m one kiss away from grabbing heaven.
I can’t say, please stay.
I can’t say leave.
I’m only a man.
I can’t stop this moment.
I’m drowning in this fierce lust; my soul yearns for my Baby Girl.
He gazes into her huge green eyes, nodding extends his hand, waiting for her to take it, looking deeply into her eyes, searching for confirmation that she’s ready.
Yvette turns around doing a happy dance, her long hair swirls around her. She then runs to him, laughing.
Yes, he’s not going to stop this time! I’m so happy! Finally, he’s going to love me!
“Trent, its time. You have to make this real tonight.”
He pulls her into his arms, taking her mouth in a deep hungry kiss, not holding back. He shudders, the gates of his control open, and intense passion rushes through his body with a wild burn.
His lips are raw, possessive, and hungry. He nibbles her lip, then softly sucks her jaw, tasting her, moving towards her neck, he whispers.
“Baby Girl, every time you’re near, I lose it! You don’t know what you’re doing to me.”
Yvette moans, moving her hands up his chiseled abs, spreading her fingers, savoring his smooth, heated skin.
Trent moves up to take her lips once again, sliding his hands down her back, grabs her round ass pulling her close to his raging cock.
I love his lips, full and soft, he sends a chill down my back. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, tangling with mine, raw, primal lust sizzles through my veins like lightning in a bottle. He’s kissing me, touching me, like never before. He’s claiming me.
Trent pulls back, gazes into her clear green eyes, watching her wild need.
“Baby Girl, you want some?”
“Yes, I want to feel you deep inside me.”
He releases her ass and moves his hands up, sliding his hands under the top, stopping to cup her swollen breasts, and then pulls off the top.
Fuck! She’s not wearing a bra!
He inhales sharply, moving his hands to cup her succulent breast, rubbing his thumbs over her tight raspberry.
Yvette flushes, bites her lower lip looking at him.
“Fuck Baby Girl, you’re killing me. You’re perfect.”
He moves hi
s mouth down, sucks her tight nipple, groaning. His hungry mouth licks and sucks one nipple and then moves to the other one.
Yvette holds onto his head, trembling.
“Trent . . . . that feels so good.”
Trent pulls away, looks at her glazed passionate eyes. He wraps his arm under her knees and carries her the few steps to his bed.
He places her on his bed, moving over, takes her lips, hungrily slides his tongue inside her, kissing her deeply. His hands run all over her body, anxious to touch her.
Trent pulls away, gazes into her eyes, kisses her neck, moving down to her neck, sucking and biting leaving his mark.
“Baby Girl, I’m so damn hard, I can’t think. I’m going to try to slow down.”
He slowly drops soft butterfly kisses on her boobs, and hungrily sucks her tight pink nipple, runs his tongue over and over, and then nibbles at it.
Trent pulls away to look at her nipple, grinning, he takes the other one into his mouth.
“Oh my! Baby!”
“I love your beautiful pink nipples. Fuck, you’re perfect.”
He slides his hot open mouth, kissing and nibbling her stomach, moving down. He slides over her leg, settling in between her legs.
“Baby Girl, I’m going to love your little pussy.”
“Stop teasing me!”
Trent chuckles pulls her shorts down over her hips and releases them to fall on the floor.
“Damn! No panties! You’re my naughty Baby Girl.”
Trent gazes into her eyes, smiles, and leans down to kiss her thighs, slowly, moves up.
I feel his lips sear my skin as he moves up, heading to my swollen, burning flesh.
He slides her legs further apart and leans in closer.
“Baby Girl, I can’t believe that I’m finally going to love you.”
He leans in, moves his hand over to her pussy, growls, exploding, red hot lust rushes to his cock.
“Fuck Baby Girl, you’re so damn wet!”
He moves his fingers over her sensitive folds, looking at her. He stares at her pussy, his finger slides over her glistening flesh, parting her folds, spreading her honey.
Oh, fuck! Fucking sweetest little pussy ever! I’ve waited a long time to fuck her. She’s all mine.
He buries his face into her pussy, inhales deeply savoring her scent, shaking he moves his hand to slide a finger down her swollen flesh. He pulls back to spread her lips, to look at her wet pink pussy.
Fuck! I’ve always dreamed of this sweet little pussy. I’m going to lose it!
“Baby Girl, I love your pretty little pussy.”
Trent moves his lips to her honey coated flesh groaning. He sucks her tenderly, savoring all of her honey.
“Trent!”
Yvette throws her head back, moaning, moving her hips.
Trent looks up, his eyelids droop halfway, as he moves his tongue over her swollen flesh watching her face.
He sucks her firmly moving one leg over his shoulder, to open her pussy. He holds her ass, pulling her close.
Yvette, gasps, moving her hands up her tits to cup them with shaking hands.
“Oh, gosh! Baby that feels so good!”
Hell yes, she’s so responsive to my touch. I need to push her over the edge.
He slides his tongue inside her pussy, licking and sucking her—completely devouring her. He bites the swollen bundle of nerves, sinking one finger in and out, sending her careening over the edge.
“Trent!”
He holds tightly onto her to steady her as she climaxes over and over.
“That’s it Baby Girl, let go and enjoy it.”
Hell, she’s so damn beautiful when she’s coming in my mouth. I’m never going to tire of my Baby Girl.
“Trent!”
I love hearing her mews and when she yells my name.
“Oh my god!”
Yvette pulls his face into her greedy pussy, pushing her hips, moaning.
Trent releases her swollen flesh, pulls back to look at her face as she comes. He then buries his face into her pussy, pushing his tongue inside her. He licks her pussy, and then his teeth scrape her flesh. He continues his sweet torment until she orgasms over and over.
“Fuck you taste so sweet.”
She’s my drug, and I’m so addicted to her, and I haven’t even been inside of her yet.
Trent pulls away, grinning while he looks at her. His face glistens with her honey.
“Baby Girl, you look so damn hot!”
He moves up kissing her, sliding his tongue into her mouth so she can taste herself.
“Baby, I want you to love me.”
Trent pulls back, sliding off the bed, grinning. He quickly unbuckles the slacks, pulling down the zipper, allowing them to fall onto the ground. His cock pops out, straight, and eager.
Yvette's eyes widen, she licks her lips, moaning.
“Trent . . . . .you’re so yummy.”
“Baby Girl, you like what you see?”
“Yes, hmmm. . .it looks so much bigger than I thought.”
Trent moves over to her, leans over her kissing her, devouring her lips, and sucking her tongue. Wild with need, he rubs his throbbing cock against her pussy.
Oh yeah, I’m going to taste every single inch of this sweet body, and especially pay extra attention to this sweet little pussy.
He moves his mouth down her jaw, down her neck and throat. He kisses, sucks and nibbles her skin, marking her. He murmurs, talking dirty to her, telling her what he’s doing.
“Baby Girl, I’m going to love you all night. I’m going to bury my cock deep inside your tight little pussy. I’m so hungry for you, I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop. You’re never going to forget this night. You’re never going to forget who you belong too. I’m going to suck these delicious pink nipples.”
He licks her tits, cupping them, licking every inch, growling sucks, bites, and licks the tight raspberry.
Gosh, he’s talking dirty to me! His mouth and his touch make me melt.
Trent loves her like a starving man, sucking, and licking her body, moving his hands all over.
“Baby Girl, touch your pussy. Let me see you make yourself feel good.”
Yvette nods, closing her eyes halfway, moves her hand to touch her flesh. She moves her fingers around the sensitive bundle of nerves, panting.
“Fuck Baby Girl, you’re so damn sexy!”
Fuck, I have to get inside her tight pussy.
Trent moves over to the dresser and pulls out a condom. He opens the package with his teeth, then quickly rolls it on his hard cock.
“Baby Girl, get your little pussy nice and wet for me.”
Yvette moans, glances at his huge cock, shaking with anticipation.
Trent positions his cock at her entrance, pushes in a little, and stops to watch her.
“Baby Girl, I’m going to go slow. It will hurt a little this first time, but then you will love having my cock deep inside your little pussy.”
“Trent, stop promising already! I want you inside me!”
Trent grins, he moves his cock a little inch at a time, watching her reaction.
“Baby Girl, relax.”
Yvette nods, moaning continues to touch her flesh, watching him slide in and out.
Trent pushes through the barrier, taking her mouth in a devouring kiss to muffle her cry. He stops giving her time to get used to his cock inside her.
Oh gawd, he’s stretching and filling up my pussy. It’s a burning ache, but damn this is delicious.
Yvette holds onto his shoulders tight and then relaxes.
Fuck! She’s so damn tight.
He pulls out and pushes back inside her tight pussy gazing into her green eyes.
“Are you ok?”
Yvette nods, blinking back the tears.
“Oh, yes, you feel so good.”
He thrusts into her, over and over.
Damn, her pussy walls grasp my cock so tight. I love hearing her sexy moans. Fuck, I�
�m going to explode!
“Baby Girl, you’re finally mine!”
Yvette's face is flushed, her green eyes twinkle as she looks into his heated eyes.
“Baby, ah. . . . . you feel so good. You’re stretching me, causing a delicious burn!”
She moans with each thrust, shudders, at the edge, ready to release.
Trent takes her hands, lacing their fingers together, gazing into her eyes.
“Baby Girl, look at me. You’re mine, only mine.”
Yvette moans, gazing into his beautiful glowing gray eyes, biting her lower lip.
“Come for me, Baby Girl.”
Trent falls over the edge with her.
She’s mine, my soul mate, my everything.
A few moments later, gasping for air Trent holds her close rolling over onto his back. He rubs her back, looking up at the ceiling.
“Baby Girl, are you ok?”
Yvette looks up at him, tears falling down her cheeks. She smiles, nodding.
“Baby, yes. I’m so happy that finally, you made me yours. I love you.”
“Baby Girl, yes, you’re my woman. Nothing will ever keep us apart.”
Trent moves his hand and wipes the tears off her cheek, gazing into her soft dreamy green eyes. His beautiful gray eyes sparkle, smiling kisses her nose. He pulls out of her, winking.
“Stay right here, I’ll be back.”
“Ok.”
Yvette watches him walk to the bathroom, looking at his ass muscles flex with each step.
Oh yeah! He’s simply delicious and all mine.
Trent returns getting back into bed with her. He pulls her into his arms.
Yvette shudders, a burn spreading through her body. She moves her hand to stroke his cock.
“Baby, I want some.”
“You do?”
Trent chuckles, kissing her deeply, stroking her breast, rolling her tight nipple.
Yvette pulls back, gazes into his heated gray eyes.
“Baby, stop teasing me! Yes, I want some.”
“I’m fucking you all weekend until you can’t walk.”
“Promise?”
“Baby Girl, come here.”
He kisses her deeply, turning her over.
Four
Present Day
The monthly Elite Power summit is taking longer than usual. The Masters disagree on which Earl to send to monitor the pharmaceutical, medical research or the drug cartel Lords.
