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She reached back, pulled open her ass cheeks, and slammed back on his dick.
“Fuck me,” she murmured. “Mmmhmm. Fuck me.”
She curled her fingers until her nails clawed at the floor. Oh, oh, oh . . . mmm. She fought to stay unattached. And yet she was utterly fascinated by his masculinity. She glanced over her shoulder again. Her blurred gaze took in the sleek rippled muscles of his stomach, the dark whorls of hair at the base of his dick, and she came, her orgasm rushing out of her body.
His dick stroked over her spot again and again and again, brushing the ridges of her flesh, causing jolts of fire to shoot through her body. She pulled in her bottom lip, and bit back a scream.
“Spit in my asshole,” she urged breathlessly. “Finger me there.”
And then he did, a glob of spit pooling in her ass’s puckering, sweet brown hole. His middle finger slid inside her waiting, bubbling ass and then she began to rock her body just slightly, a signal that she wanted it, was ready for it. Both holes filled and fucked.
He twisted his finger in her ass, stroking her there the way he stroked her cunt. God yes. She arched her back, basking in naughty delight as Rawlings growled. He felt it. Her heart beat—thumpetythumpthumpthump—deep in her guts, his dick sweeping against her walls.
The CO watched, mesmerized by the way her cunt gobbled his dick, the way her ass sucked in his finger. He groaned low in the back of his throat as her body gripped every part of him, pulling out every inhibition. She had a measure of power over him that no other woman had ever achieved. He loved that she could let go and let her lust drive her, bringing him so much pleasure.
“So good, so good,” he rasped as the huge head of his erection poked and prodded at the basin of her well. He knew he couldn’t linger inside her body long. He had to get back to his post. And she had to return to her housing unit.
Fuck.
He wanted to stay right here. Engulfed in her wet heat. Buried balls-deep between her slick walls. He lightly smoothed a hand over the bare expanse of her back, causing her skin to prickle with heat. Then he leaned forward and planted kisses along her shoulder, his lips melting into her silken skin.
“You all mine, baby,” he breathed out, his voice thick with arousal. “You, this pussy, your body—I just wanna fuck your soul inside out, baby.”
She shuddered, mere words—low and dirty—slowly pushing her over the edge of another orgasm. Closer, closer, closer . . . she was almost there.
Goddamn, she was so fucking wet.
“Oh God,” she breathed out. “This dick is so . . . mmm . . . soooo . . . good.”
Arrogant warmth spread through him. Because the dick was good. And because he already knew that it was. He’d been waiting for her to finally say it. Admit it.
He thrust hard and then slowed, sliding his dick out to nearly the tip, moving his hips ever so slowly, stirring her juices over and around the head of his dick, before plunging back in. Deep.
Tension began rising in her groin. Her pelvis tightened. And her hand automatically went to her sloshy-wet pussy as it rapidly clenched tightly around his dick.
He was panting. “Aah, shit, baby. My dirty little prison slut . . .”
Her cunt flared at the truth, at the words. She made no apologies for being wanton and shameless.
“Goddamn you, baby . . . Aaah . . .”
Head thrown back, eyes closed, neck straining in pleasure, the veins in his forehead popped out. He was in a zone. And the look on his face brought a grin over the inmate’s lips. He was in heaven.
“Oh, my sweet fucking Heaven,” he whispered, murmuring out her name over and over as his dick jerked uncontrollably inside her until finally—fuck yes. Holy shit—he exploded inside her, slamming his dick in as hard as he could, the sound of slapping flesh ricocheting around the tiny space. He felt the closet spin as his orgasm violently erupted from his dick.
And then he collapsed, feeling more satiated than he’d ever felt in his entire life.
FORTY-FOUR
Fuck You In My Sleep . . .
“Mmm. Fuck me . . .” came a whispered voice.
Heaven had dozed off less than a minute ago, and yet she thought she was hearing things. Maybe dreaming. But then she heard the faintest of a moan, and the sligh
t creak of the mattress above her.
Her lashes fluttered open.
