Good heavens.
Lucielle was panting heavily, her face nestled in Floyd's neck while his fingers gently traced the contours of her bare back. He was tender, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
Tears welled up in her eyes as the reality of the situation slowly dawned on her.
He was back, he was there with her and she had just surrendered to him without any real resistance. She had not held her ground. To be fair, he had surrendered to her too.
How pitiful was she? They hadn't even had a proper conversation, they had just been rude to each other, engaged in some of the most passionate lovemaking she had ever experienced, and now they were snuggling in a grimy backroom of a strip club as if they had never been apart.
A sudden knock on the door caused her to sit up in alarm, her hands ins
