CHAPTER TWENTY

After a long, hot bath together they laid in bed naked, arm-in-arm and face-to-face as they made long, slow, passionate love.

For the longest time they didn’t speak. They just held onto each other and allowed Brent’s penis to do all the talking for them. They knew they had a job ahead of them proving her innocence, and they knew nothing would be easy about it, but they also knew they needed to relax, and unwind, to forget about the trauma of the last two days.

And Brent was taking it so slow and so easy that it felt as if they could go on forever that way. All of their emotions were lost into that moment in time where all they felt were good feelings. Feelings of jubilation and sensuality and a calmness that defied their true situation.

Nobody could calm MaKayla the way Brent could, and he had her nearly asleep with affection. Which was his entire goal.

And when he took her and laid her on top of him and engulfed her with his big arms, she began crying. Not tears of pain or hurt. But tears of love.

Brent understood her. “I know, honey,” he said as his penis continued stroking her slow and easy. As he continued to hold her tightly. As he continued to caress her with his manhood. “Sweetie, I know,” he said to her.

And the more he caressed, the less she cried. Until both of them felt that change as their orgasms filled each other.

They came hard. They couldn’t help it. It was as if they were releasing everything negative and harmful and bad completely out of themselves.

It took everything out of them when they finally stopped all movement and collapsed.

But Brent remained inside of MaKayla and kept her on top of him: holding her tenderly.

But less than an hour later, Brent’s phone rang. When he grabbed it from the nightstand and saw who it was, he was surprised. He showed MaKayla the Caller ID.

Then he answered his phone with that surprise in his voice. “Uncle Mick?”

“Get outside,” Mick ordered.

And Brent and MaKayla, knowing that Mick Sinatra never made a casual visit to their home ever, didn’t ask questions. They got out of bed, dressed quickly, and hurried outside.