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Rolling over, she stared at the cracks in the stone ceiling. She wanted to clear her mind of all thoughts and emotions. She concentrated on the stone and the way it swirled unevenly. One looked like a cat. If she squinted, another one looked like a boot. This was her new form of entertainment to keep from losing her mind. Or maybe this was the behavior of someone who already had lost her mind.
She spotted a man’s face on the surface. A hard jaw with a bristly beard. His eyes glared back at her. He reminded her of someone she didn’t want to think about.
Nik.
His cocky grin had infuriated her after his treatment of Eli today, but it had stirred something else in her too. Something she didn’t want to admit. It seemed like the harder she tried to forget him, the more she couldn’t keep her mind off him.
She placed her hand on her chest when her heart started beating rapidly again. It pounded against her chest like a drum. Taking deep breaths, she slowly brought her hand down further, feeling her soft breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt. She swallowed hard when she remembered the way he looked when their eyes met. There had been a hunger in them that made her feel dangerous. Her nipples hardened, and she bit her lip.
Why did her body insist on reacting this way?
Her hand traveled further south, and she lifted the hem of her shirt. Her fingertips playfully slid across her skin. The metal band rubbed uncomfortably until she adjusted to a different angle. She pictured Nik’s hands grazing her skin, and it made her breath hitch and her leg muscles tighten. She slipped her hand underneath her shirt and cupped her breast, rubbing her thumb over her nipple. But it wasn’t her thumb. It was Nik’s mouth, his lips covering her and sucking gently. Her head lolled to the side and her eyes fluttered shut.
Her other hand loosened the tie on her pants, sliding down between her thighs. She massaged her clit for a moment before spreading her fingers to her slit. She gasped when she discovered how wet she was. Her eyes popped open, and she was thankful to be in the corner cell where no one could see or hear her. It had been so long since she’d been turned on like this. She had forgotten what it felt like. Heat radiated and covered the skin across her chest and arms, up her neck, and to her cheeks.
She closed her eyes again and softly moaned as she slid one finger inside. She relished in the growing intensity, slowly sliding her finger in and out. She imagined Nik’s mouth on her neck, traveling to meet her own lips, his tongue dipping in and sliding across hers. She imagined his fingers exploring her, pushing deep inside her. God, what she wouldn’t give to have him touching her. She needed more. She slid a second finger in and moved a little faster, her toes curling and thighs tensing.
Her breath was labored, and she rocked her hips against her pulsing fingers. She was desperate but wanted this to last as long as possible. She moved her fingers slowly and took the time to rub her arousal over her clit before dipping in again. Pleasure built in her core. She pictured Nik grabbing her hips and thrusting inside her, his muscles tensed, a look of pleasure on his face. The thought of his cock throbbing inside her was enough to push her over the edge. Her mouth formed a perfect, speechless O and she squeezed her thighs together as her walls fluttered around her fingers.
She panted as she recovered from her orgasm, then she removed her fingers and wiped them off. That had certainly helped her relax and had eased her frustrations. She sank into the bed, ready to fall asleep.
“That was amazing,” a voice growled from the door of the cell.
Ali bolted up in her bed and stared in horror, letting out a scandalized gasp. She hadn’t even heard him approach.
“How long have you been standing there?”
“Long enough.” His smirk was enraging, but also enthralling.
“What are you doing here?”
“What do you mean?” He was holding a plate in one hand and a fork in the other. He waved the fork around at the prison walls. “This is my job.”
“It’s your job to sneak up on people and invade their privacy?” She was fuming, but also still turned on. She could feel the cum between her thighs and clenched again. She had just been thinking about this man’s hands and mouth all over her and here he was, hers for the taking. The way he looked at her and treated her…she didn’t think he’d say no if she offered.
She swallowed hard. She wasn’t ready for that. It was one thing to fantasize about it but another thing entirely to live it out.
“It’s my job to make sure you’re behaving.” He grinned and held back a laugh. “I’m gonna have to keep a closer eye on you.”
Her cheeks flushed, and she covered her face with her hands, willing him to disappear. Or better yet, maybe she could disappear far, far away from here.
“Don’t be embarrassed. We all do it.” He lifted the fork to his mouth, and she realized he was eating cake. Chocolate cake from the looks of it. Her stomach growled, and she recalled the half-eaten dinner she’d thrown away.
“I don’t need to visualize you jerking off.” Her mouth watered at the sight of the cake. Or from the thought of his hard cock in his hand. No, it was the cake. Definitely the cake.
He swallowed and licked the chocolate frosting from his lips, and she remembered her vision of his lips on hers. “I wouldn’t mind if you did.” He shrugged before a devilish, knowing smile formed. “Ali, were you visualizing my dick?”
She didn’t have a chance to object before her cheeks flushed again, betraying her. She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. “You’re disgusting.”
He threw his head back and laughed. Despite the embarrassing situation, his laughter made the corner of her mouth perk up. It was a calming sensation. When he had his laughter under control, he leaned his head against the bars. “Oh, Ali. That is so hot. I promise, the real thing is better than anything you could imagine.”
She exaggerated a sigh of frustration, but he wasn’t the only one that thought it was hot. His reaction made Ali squeeze her thighs together. She watched him lick the frosting off his fork. He had to be doing that on purpose. It was giving her visuals of his tongue in other places. Licking other things.
“Do you want some?” he interrupted her fantasies.
“What?” She was flustered.
Yes, I would like some of you, maybe even all of you, but that’s my business.
