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A strong, masculine hand came from out of nowhere and covered her mouth, nearly scaring her shitless. He wrapped a muscular arm around her, pulling her up against his surprisingly hard chest and snatching her around the corner and pulling her into a closet.
Oh, God. She didn’t know if she should put up a struggle and bite his hand or scream. But then came her captor’s voice, “Ssh,” he whispered in her ear. His heated breath caressed her skin. “I’m not gonna hurt you.”
Wait.
She’d heard that voice before. It was familiar, but she couldn’t pu
t her finger on it. Her body stiffened in her abductor’s arms. It was a CO. “Relax,” he said in an authoritative voice, loosening his grip, a hand lightly brushing over her left breast.
And what frightened, and aroused her, was the way his body felt against hers—lean, tall, and toned, along with his natural animal scent blended with an intoxicating fragrance. Expensive. Masculine.
Her cunt clenched.
“Didn’t I tell you to be ready?”
Officer Flores.
“Are you crazy?” she hissed, twisting out of his grasp. “You scared the shit out of me.” Her voice was breathless, and she wondered why there weren’t any other COs monitoring the corridors. And she cursed herself, wondering why the hell had her panties gotten wet.
He smirked, his gaze gliding up and down her body, causing her body to heat. “My bad. I didn’t mean to frighten you, Lewis. I couldn’t visit, though. You were strutting, nah . . . swaying like you don’t have a care in the world.”
She glared at him, then found herself gazing down at the long, thick lump in his uniform pants. She swallowed. Tried to rein in her slutty thoughts. Her chest rose and fell at a rapid rate.
“How can I help you?” she asked, sounding out of breath.
“Let me holla at you for minute,” he said, tugging her by the elbow and quickly ushering her into a utility closet he’d—unbeknownst to her—already made sure was unlocked.
He’d also managed to divert any other inmate traffic from coming this way. He’d had one of his cohorts send the inmates out of the strip room through another door that led to the other side of the compound where each inmate could get to their housing units. Sure, a longer walk. But it gave him the chance to make his move on the sexy enchantress. He’d had his eye on her from the moment she’d stepped foot on the prison grounds. But he hadn’t had the opportunity to get at her. Until now.
Shit. He had to manipulate and practically give his left nut to make this happen. All he needed was fifteen, twenty, minutes tops. He’d heard the rumors that she was a freak. Heard the buzzes of how fat her pussy was. How she loved playing in it, enticing motherfuckers, while in lockup.
And now he wanted to see—and hopefully feel—firsthand if what he’d heard about the beauty standing before him held true. He’d watched her in the visiting hall, his dick hard as steel. He wanted some head, ass, something. Shit. His wife wasn’t fucking him, and he’d already fucked half the female officers—and most of their pussies were trash, any-damn-way.
He wanted some new pussy. Wild, uninhibited prison snatch.
And he wanted hers before any other motherfucker had the chance to stretch their dick up in her.
“What is it you want . . . Officer Flores?” she questioned, her gaze shifting from his dick print, pulling him from his lusty thoughts.
He stepped up in her space, causing her to take a step back, her ass suddenly brushing the wall. God, he smelled good—too damn good.
“You,” he drawled.
She gave him an incredulous look, even though she wasn’t surprised by what he’d said. She saw the way he’d looked at her the first time she’d been to visits months ago, and then today.
“Me? You don’t even know me.”
He leaned in closer, lowering his head; his lips a mere inches from hers. “Yeah. But I know enough to know that I like what I see, mami. And I want what I see. You do me right, and I’ll do you even better. So what I gotta do to get you on your knees sucking this dick?”
She tilted her head coyly. She couldn’t deny. He was fine, and he looked to have what might be a big, thick dick. She needed, no wanted, some new dick on her team. New dick meant a new prison sponsor. And anything she could do to make moves in this fucking hellhole drama-free she’d consider doing it—at least once.
“Depends?”
He licked his lips. “On?”
She stared him in the eyes. “On what you can do for me. These dick-sucking skills don’t come free,” she snapped sassily. “And neither does this pussy. So if you’re looking for a head doctor, then you’ll need to slide a hundred dollars into my commissary.”
