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“Moving?” she asked, surprised. “Where?”

“Two North,” he stated.

She frowned. “But why? I didn’t ask to be . . .”

Oh shit, oh shit.

“And if I wanna fuck?”

“Then you’re going to need to get me on a housing unit where I can maneuver more freely.”

Pieces of her conversation with Officer Flores replayed in her mind. She couldn’t believe he’d actually taken her serious. This was his doing. It had to be. No one else would have reason to move her to another—

Wait. Wait. Wait.

“What about my cellie? When is she coming back from lockup?”

The sergeant gave her a look, trying not to stare at her dark nipples peeking through her white T-shirt.

“Beats me. Depends on what happens at her hearing.”

“But her stuff?”

“We’ll handle it. Now get packed.”

Her heart sank. She’d gotten comfortable over here. Her and Sabina had a nice flow and setup. But the dumb bitch had to fuck it up fighting with that Clitina’s trifling ass.

Heaven scowled. “Are you sure there isn’t anything you can do so I don’t have to be moved?” She looked up at him all flirty with her sweet mouth puckered into a pout, and the sergeant nearly came on himself.

“I could,” he admitted, wiping his imaginary sweat from his forehead. “But, I think Two North is where you’d want to be.”

Her brow rose. “Why?”

“Single cells,” is all he said, then stepped away from her cell.

FORTY-NINE

Love In the Dark . . .

Mm, yes. Heaven’s cunt was so wet, so hot and horny and needy as she found herself down on her knees under a long desk in the control center of her housing unit—alternately sucking the dicks of two corrections officers (one Hispanic, the other black) while they sat back in their chairs sharing in the pleasure of her warm mouth while the rest of the inmates in her unit remained locked in their cells, asleep.

She’d been on 2 North for almost two months, and had somehow managed to snare two of the third-shift COs into her sultry web without much effort. They’d actually roguishly pursued her. Making lewd comments about her phat-ass, her plump tits, and her beautiful made-for-dick-sucking lips out of earshot of others.

Both had made their intentions, their wants, known. And so had she.

“You want pussy, you want head . . . then it’s going to cost you . . .”

And she meant that.

Still, what she hadn’t known was, the two COs had been lusting over her, slyly vying for her attention, from the moment she’d stepped on the grounds of the prison over a year ago.

They’d watched her from afar, zooming cameras in on her every chance they got. Then during her first stint down in lockup, they’d heard the rumors of how freaky she was. How she got off on flashing officers her sweet pussy whenever they’d come to her door during their shift tours.

Fuck if Officers Martinez and Corbet didn’t want their nights with the sexy vixen before other motherfuckers got to her first, and she became another one of Croydon Hill’s used-up hoes.

So far, they hadn’t caught wind of anyone fucking her—yet. And now she was all theirs for the having—and the taking.

Her move to 2 North had been a dream come true for the two unscrupulous cohorts. They both were as dirty as they came as far as COs went; known for fucking willing—and most times coerced—inmates into either sucking them off, or taking turns sneaking into an inmate’s cell and fucking her.

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