CHAPTER TWENTY

In the throes of cum, they came together. It was such a hard love-making session and even harder orgasm that Charles grunted his way through. Jenay could feel the pulsations all through every inch of her body too. He went hard on her because his stress level was through the roof. And through that proverbial roof was exactly where he took her. She needed that release as much as he did.

But Charles had a ferocious appetite, and rarely could he go one and done. For as soon as their first round ebbed, he was stroking again, easy does it again, until they were in full-blown round two.

Jenay held on even tighter this time because she knew the second time around was usually even more intense.

And it was. Charles couldn't help himself. Being deep inside of Jenay was his safe place. And he pumped and pumped until they came once again. The bed was jumping. The springs were singing. As he pumped.

And then they came again. Jenay first, and then Charles. They arched and stretched and came hard again. Maybe even harder the second time around. But after that second round, both their tanks were empty. Bone dry. Done. And Charles eased out of Jenay with a long, sweet, even sensual pull out, as if he didn’t want out and was contemplating going back in. But his energy level wouldn’t cooperate. And then he rolled off of her and onto his back. She remained on her back.

For several minutes they just laid there with the sounds of their heavy breathing and the soft hum of the central heating system filling the room.

And then Jenay turned to Charles. “That was some scene tonight.”

“You're telling me?” Charles shook his head. “I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.”

“I don’t know if I want any child of ours involved in this.”

Charles smiled. “Tony can handle it. He deals with hardened prisoners on a daily basis.”

“I'll bet none are as hard as these couples up in here.”

“You may have a point,” said a still smiling Charles. “Did you see Trina beating on Reno?”

Jenay grinned just remembering.

“Mike Tyson ain't got nothing on that sister,” Charles said. “And the way Mick and Roz looked at each other?” He shook his head again. “Now that was heartbreaking.”

Jenay agreed as she snuggled against Charles, and he pulled her into his arms. “Let's hope Tony can bring some clarity,” she said.

“And if he can’t, I’m done,” said Charles. “These people crazy!” he added, and Jenay laughed. “If even he can’t help them, then that’s it. That’s all. They don't have to go home, but they're getting their asses away from here!”

Charles and Jenay laughed out loud.

But then the laughter died down. And they both shook their heads. “All this drama so close to Christmas,” Jenay said. “What a shame.”

Charles held her tighter. “A crying shame, he added, as he held her.