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My thighs pinch together as I watch two women kiss, deeply, passionately, like no one else exists around them. A couple on my right gives each other oral.
The rapid movement of uniforms being tossed to the side licks my skin with its immodest presence. My heart beats at the pace of a jack rabbit. A hungry sensation buzzes in my lower belly, like crawling bugs, like warm honey drizzling between my legs.
I need to be touched.
Spinning in circles, I search the multitude, rubbing my hands across my prickling skin, breathing like I’ve just hiked up the side of a mountain.
My eyes lock with a man pumping himself into his fist. And, although my flesh is humming, my clit throbbing, something feels wrong. Like taking a bite of a dessert that isn’t sweet, it’s bitter and sour. I take a step away, unsure of how to avoid this confrontation. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
He says something in words that don’t make sense. A language I can’t decipher.
Another step back.
Wrong.
He leaps for me, arms circling around my waist, ensnaring me against his hairy chest. I yelp at the contact, at the way my body responds yet rejects the arousal. His half-salute erection bumps against my thigh, searching for a hole. Pubic hair scratches and pokes, causing my molars to smash together at the uninviting texture.
Not what I want. Not welcome. Not what I need. Not who I need.
The prisoner leans over my face, puckering his thin lips, but is ripped from our embrace like a tree being uprooted by a storm. His body jerks back headfirst, flying into a group of strangers groping on the floor.
“What did I wake up to, darling?” The voice with the accent that curls my toes, lined with silk and liquid gold. Soft yet graceful. Even through the thick haze, I recognize the alter almost instantly.
“Greystone,” I breathe with a weak whine. His name alone corrodes like melting metal through my core.
His lofty stance is leaner in a way, confident, carnal. Those charcoal eyes, pupils expanding to saucers, are a blow to my lungs. They harden my nipples, scorch my flesh, melt me to a pathetic puddle on the floor.
“I don’t understand.” He adjusts his hard cock in his pants, fighting the greedy need to stroke himself.
“You don’t need to,” I explain with trembling hands. “Do you trust me?”
Greystone looks out at the crowd, at the mounds of naked inmates, the clowns veering from the stands in an eerie quiet they usually don’t display.
His weighty gaze slides back to me. “Yes.”
Greystone closes the distance, strong hands cradling my head, full lips crashing over my mouth with heat, vigor, and deafening pleasure.
My core lights up in a show of fireworks. His hot tongue dips into my mouth, slipping over mine. He sucks on my bottom lip, moaning into my lungs like he’s trying to reign in his irrepressible arousal.
“I usually take my time, sweetheart,” Greystone explains past my lips.
I nod. “This time will be a little different.”
“Yes, it will.” He rips off my uniform, holding the weight of my breasts in his palms. “Will you forgive me for fucking you like an animal?”
I whimper in response.
“Good girl,” he exhales in a rush, pulling his veiny cock from his pants, fully engorged and standing straight up. With a quick bend of his knees, he lifts me to wrap my legs around his waist. “I have no wall to push you against, so I’ll have to settle for a human, won’t I?”
No logic. No moral high ground. My pussy clenches around air over and over again. My legs twitch around his hips from my spasming core. Desire hangs low in my belly, twisting tighter and tighter, screaming for a release. I itch for his calloused hands to touch me, for him to suck on my skin, my tongue, my lips.
Greystone turns my head to a woman behind me, standing tall on one leg and the other draped over the shoulder of a muscular back. The inmate on his knees squeezes her thigh as he laps between her legs.
“There,” Greystone whispers. He walks us toward her until the bare skin on my back is flush against hers. It’s electric. Steaming. Gratification boiling under my surface.
The woman throws her head back, lulling on my shoulder. Eyes closed, mouth open, high-pitched whining as the man devours her clit. Flames spike through my core, and my arousal is dripping down my inner thigh.
“Oh my god,” I moan.
