When I exit my room, a guard trails behind me, and I make my way to the front of the house. I find Carlos standing in the entryway when I come down the stairs, and I force a smile onto my face.“Carlos,” I say by way of a greeting.“Phoenix.” He pulls me in and kisses me on my cheek. “You look lovely as always.”It’s a fight not to reach up and wipe my cheek where he left his kiss. “Thank you. Would you care for some coffee or tea?”“Coffee sounds good.” He gives me a small smile.Carlos is handsome, and he’s always been nice too. I think he will make someone a good husband one day, but it won’t be me. There’s no spark or passion between us, and that’s what I truly want. Reaching up, I touch my necklace, thinking of the love my parents had for each other as he follows me into the kitchen. I’m not willing to settle for anything less.His family is close to ours, and they’ve been here several times. Instead of taking coffee in the formal sitting room, we choose the kitchen for a more ca
Once the cells are locked and lights are out, I lie down on my cot and pull out the burner phone again. I dial the number, and it doesn’t ring all the way before I hear her voice on the other end of the line.“Yusef,” she says softly, and it makes my cock hard.“You’ll come see me tomorrow,” I order, and she answers quickly.“Yes, first thing,” she agrees.“I want you in a skirt this time, no panties.”“Yes,” she says again just as quickly.“And something with buttons on the shirt.”“Okay.”“Did you touch yourself when you got home?”There’s a quiet pause, and then I barely hear her. “Yes.”“Did you cum?”“Yes.” Her one-word answers are so soft.I’ve opened the front of my jumpsuit and I’m stroking my cock to her breathy voice. “Do you want to find out what it’s like to cum on my tongue?”“Oh god.”“What will you do for me if I get you alone?”Another long pause and I hear her swallow hard. “Anything you want.”“Good girl,” I say and squeeze the base of my cock. “Don’t worry. I won’t
“Yusef?”He responds to me with a kiss as his mouth comes down and claims mine. I want to cry with joy that this is happening, but I’m too lost as his hands tangle in my hair. He pulls me tight against his hard body as his tongue slips past my lips. He’s taking what he wants without question, and I open my mouth wider. I want him to have everything he wants and every part of me he desires. I want to be the vessel he uses for pleasure.“Did you do as I asked?” He doesn't wait for me to answer as he lets go of my waist and slides his hand under my skirt. His hand cups my bare pussy, and I gasp as he gives it a little squeeze.“Yes,” I say, my breath caught in my throat. “Always.” He grinds his erection into my stomach as his hand in my hair pulls my head back. He runs his tongue along my neck and chin, making me whimper with need. Holy shit, he’s like an animal, and I don’t want him to stop.“Good girl.”His hand leaves my sex, and I want to cry, but then he flicks a switch and floods t
I didn’t think there was anything worse than being trapped inside these prison walls, but after tasting Phoenix and having to let her walk away, I know that I was wrong.We stood in the storage closet for a long moment after, and the weight of what I’d done fell between us. I touched her face tenderly, and when I kissed her again it was slower and softer than before.Seconds later she was gone, and although I don’t regret a single second, I hated that it wasn’t under different circumstances. Ones where she’d be under me for hours and then on top of me for hours more. Then I’d be able to hold her in my arms.Phoenix is something special, a queen to be worshiped, and I’m just the man to do it. The longer I’m in her presence, the clearer my path ahead becomes. Now I just need to put my plan into action, and everything will be the way it’s meant to be.When I get back to my cell, I slip the guard his payment, and he nods at me. Sam found out this guard had some gambling debts that were ab
I trail the pink ribbon behind me as I walk down the hallway. Tiger bounces around behind me, trying to pounce on it, and it makes me laugh. I scoop him up when I get to the stairs and carry him down before putting him back on his feet to chase the ribbon again.“I figured you’d show up.” Margaret smiles as she uses the spatula to lift the cookies off the tray and put them on the cooling rack. I go for one, and she warns me like a mother hen, “Careful.”“I love when you make cookies. It makes the house smell wonderful and gives it a homey feeling.” That’s not here much anymore, and I’m not sure if it’s ever going to come back.I’m actually starting to hate this place more and more every day. I don’t know if it’s out of resentment because I’ve been kept here alone, or because it’s missing the magic of my mother.“You’ve been moping around, so I had to do something.” She points at one of the cookies, letting me know it’s okay to pick up.I take a bite and think that last week I would ha
I gasp and go to my feet when I see the prison on the screen. A huge chunk of it is burnt to ash and has crumbled to the ground. My nose burns as tears start to fall down my cheeks. I don’t want to believe it, but he must be here to deliver the bad news.“My dad?”“I’m sorry, baby.” He pulls me into him and wraps me in his arms.Sobs wrack my body, and I don’t know how long I cry while he holds me. I can’t stop the tears from falling as Marco leads me over to the bed and helps me lie down. I can only pray that Yusef is okay, because I don’t think I could bear losing them both.Soon exhaustion takes me, and I’m swept into sleep.I jerk awake, not knowing how much time has passed, but it’s night again. I sit up and let out a gasp when I see Marco sitting in a chair next to my bed.“Am I in some kind of danger?” I ask as I look around the room.“No, but I enjoy watching you.” A smile pulls at his lips and for the first time, he makes me feel uneasy.When I try to pull the blanket over my
I take a step forward, ready to feel a bullet hit me, when out of the corner of my eye I see movement.“She’ll be a useful toy to sit at my feet while I’m the one that rules,” he hisses.“Never,” I seethe, and then the gun goes off.Phoenix screams, but I don’t feel any pain as I look down and see I’m unharmed. I turn around and she reaches for me, checking me over to see where the bullet hit.“He missed?” she asks in disbelief.We both look back to see Marco in a pile on the floor with a bullet between his eyes. Then out of the corner of my eye, I see a woman step into view holding a gun.“Margaret!” Phoenix shouts and rushes to her. The older woman holds her steady as she looks at me.“Is this him?” she asks, and Phoenix glances between us and then nods.“Get her to safety,” Margaret says as she looks out the window. “I don’t know how much time you have.”“No, we can’t leave you,” Phoenix says, pulling her hand.“There’s no time, child,” Margaret says.“Phoenix.” I draw her attentio
One week later…Standing in front of the mirror, I hold my locket between my two fingers. I take a moment to remember my mom, and my eyes water knowing she would have loved to be here today. It’s days like this that I miss her most of all. What girl doesn't want their mom beside them on their wedding day?“You're breathtaking, honey,” Margaret says as she comes to stand behind me. “You look so much like your mother.” I blink rapidly, trying not to cry and ruin the makeup Margaret put on me. I turn around to face her.“Thank you for being here. You’ve really been an amazing stand-in mom for me over the years.” I lose the battle, a few tears escaping.“Oh honey.” She pulls me in for a hug. “You're the daughter I never had and one day soon I’m sure you’ll make me a grandma.”“Yes.” I nod. I love the idea of our kids calling her "Grandma.”“Now, let's get you cleaned up.” Margaret grabs a tissue and pats my cheeks with it to stop my makeup from running.“My turn?” Dad asks, stepping into