“You don’t need to be so snooty, we’re just talking.” Alison shot at Gwen.
“About me, which damn well concerns me. Shut your fat fucking mouth and next time you feel the need to bore everyone with your ugly voice and thoughts, just think again no one likes you, they tolerate you.” Gwen was digging deep; her palm tingled with a need to slap the taste out of Alison’s mouth.
“Wow you’re a bitch, that’s why you don’t have friends here and I do.” Her tone pissed Gwen off to the point of no return.
“I have plenty of friends that actually like me.”
“Like your patients you suck off for hours each day?”
That was it, Gwen took steps towards Alison and the fear shone through even though she was trying to hold her ground and be tough. The elevator dinged, and Gwen could smell Torrian’s scent coming from it. Gwen knew he would never let her fight and that if she threw the first attack at this female it would be over for her career.
“Just remember, I have many degrees and I am a lot less replicable than you, I can find twenty people on the docks that can type better than you. And if what you have been saying is true, I have a lot of pull around here. Keep your mouth shut or it will get shut for you.” Gwen whispered the threat into Alison’s ear then backed off.
“In here Torrian.” She spoke as if nothing had happened, all aggression gone; Gwen refused to let this insignificant worm ruin her night with her deviously handsome boyfriend.
“What’s going on in here?” Torrian eyed the two; he knew the mutual dislike they had.
“Simply girl talk love, makeup tips you know, as to what is cheap and what is classy.” Gwen nodded to her lesser and slipped her arm around Torrian, he took her bags and they started to the elevator leaving Alison seething in the break room and rethinking every word she ever spoke about Gwen.
Torrian did not know what he walked in on, he knew Gwen didn’t like Alison too much and Alison loathed Gwen. The barb from Gwen made Torrian know it was not from any good-natured place. When they were in the privacy of his car Torrian ventured to ask his question. “What was that Alison thing about?”
“She was spreading lies to co-workers.” Gwen stated simply.
“Christ…” He couldn’t continue.
“Yeah, I’m going to file a complaint tomorrow.”
“Good, I’m sick of her shit.” Gwen looked out the side window as they got closer to her townhouse he could see that she was already writing the complaint in her mind and choosing her verbs, and adjectives carefully as well as detailing every cruel word that dripped from Alison’s filthy mouth.
Gwen and Torrian entered her home; it smelled like the both of them. Gwen loved Torrian’s scent and loved even more now that it was becoming part of her home, she told him that on several occasions now, she left his side and went to the fireplace to turn it on.
“You get a drink ready for us both and bring it upstairs,” Gwen was pleasantly surprised that Torrian had followed her so closely and his lips were on her shoulders and neck, chastely kissing her and warming her entire body her soft noises were evidence for it, “I’ll get the bath ready, I want you to tell me about your day.”
Torrian was smooth. He wanted her to unwind and get prepared for a passionate weekend that would be started on Friday after he had one more conversation with her father. Torrian slowly stripped the clothes from Gwen’s body and kissed her soft creamy flesh when it was exposed to him. He made quick work of her bra and panties, his hands worshipped every inch of her. She was his personal goddess.
They slipped into the large tub and into a night of heated passion that neither would soon forget. Gwen was his woman and he was intent on keeping her happy any and every way he could. The bath went from innocent washing and relaxing to sexual foreplay when Torrian began to wash her chest. He watched Gwen’s nipples pucker against the cool air and his touch and he was done for. His tongue replaced his hands and the night cascaded from that point that ended with them both tangled and panting hard from numerous exquisite orgasms.
Friday went fast as it usually did at the prison; Gwen typed her complaint within the first forty-five minutes of her arrival in her office. Alison had called out sick for the day which Gwen didn’t care her complaint would be turned in that day no matter what. She was still sore in places that made her thighs clench in anticipation for more this to come this evening. She craved more of his touch, she didn’t know if she would be able to last until after the dinner at her parent’s house. He had awakened her sensual side. Perhaps she could persuade him to start the game they played the last time they went to the dinner. She had been so riled that she almost took him to her old bedroom, the only thing that kept her seated was her father’s speech and imploring she come to his clinic.
Gwen’s mind had wandered again during session, she could feel her body ready for Torrian, she was heated and her panties were soaked, her body shook and her thoughts continued to digress, she couldn’t shake the way his mouth cupped her mound and pulled on her sex. She was in heaven whenever he did that, and last night was no exception. Her nipples rubbed against the fabric of the cup of her bra. She repositioned her legs but the throbbing continued; she needed relief. She looked at the timer she had set for the session, Gwen had insisted on having her normal schedule back but after last night she was regretting that decision. The desire was too much for her to bear alone, the timer finally chimed softly in the background and Gwen came to her senses.
“Yes, thank you Charles. I do regret it is time to end this session, you gave me a lot to think about and next time we shall delve more into your childhood.” Gwen spoke softly lest he picked up on her distraction.
“Yeah, I got it.” The triple homicide criminal had delusions and Gwen was trying to figure out what happened that shaped the way he is now.
Gwen pressed the buzzer for the guard to collect the prisoner. To her surprise it was Torrian. He switched places with Broderick. He gave Gwen his most ravishing smile, her body could not stop the shudder that rolled down her spine, last night that mouth had been all over her, tasting and teasing; and those teeth had been following the lips, he was a master of giving her pleasure, pain, and more pleasure.
She smiled and shook her head while he walked away. When she was alone Gwen went to her window to give herself some fresh air. He was dynamite to her libido. Gwen waved her hand in front of her face and tried to calm down. Her phone buzzed in the front pocket of her trouser pants, the buzz made her hips swivel forward. How did Torrian know her phone was in her front pocket? The buzzing continued for a few more moments and Gwen moved her hand to her mouth, she had to bite her knuckles to keep her from moaning out loud. She fished her phone out of her pants and looked at it, Torrian had texted her: You look so sexy, cannot wait to get you alone. You’re driving so I can play.
The words even just being typed to her sent a naughty thrill up her spine. She replied with a Cheshire cat grin: I look forward to how you play, I have been thinking about it all day especially when you used your mouth.
She felt naughty talking about her romance in the confines of her office, it was two hours till she would be allowed to pack and go home, they brought her Lexus and she appreciated that car so much, there was extra room and the windows were tinted. Her core seemed to hum at the promise of being teased for the long drive to her parents’ house. She closed her eyes and could feel Torrian’s powerful mouth on her. She groaned out loud.
Gwen pushed the thoughts out of her mind; she looked over her notes and began to revisit what her day had been like. She took a few more notes about certain regression therapies she wanted to try. The time passed torturously slow, her core demanded attention. Torrian’s game was soon going to be continued, he knew what the text did to her and she loved that he remembered. Gwen closed her eyes for just a moment and when she opened them it was only ten minutes till she could leave.
She must have drifted off, she thought to herself and chuckled. Gwen started her usual Friday activities, s
he finished the reports, set her schedule for Monday, and then took the filed that she needed to become reacquainted with as her weekend homework. She was excited to see Torrian. She had turned in her complaint to the warden earlier in the day so didn’t have to do that as she was leaving, she knew if she saw the warden as she was walking out he would jabber her ear off.
Right at 4:50 Gwen locked her office and started towards the elevator, she always left a few minutes early in order to make it to the boat on time. Gwen was already on the boat with her belongings when Torrian joined her by wrapping his long and strong arms around her. She melted into him.
“Hey baby.” His husky voice whispered into her ear.
“Hey handsome.” She replied.
“Ready for your parents?” He asked and gently swayed them back and forth.
“I’m ready for the car ride.” She said playfully as the boat moved from the dock.
The boat ride passed in silence as the two held onto each other. Gwen slumped to the car and got in. She didn’t notice in her haze that Torrian had already changed to his dinner clothes.
“Oh, we don’t have to go to my place.” She exclaimed.
“Nope two steps ahead babe.” He laughed at her clouded mind.
“Good, we can just get right on the freeway.” She nodded and sped up towards the freeway.
“You’re good to drive right babe? He asked with his hand moving to her knee.
“Yeah I am, it’ll help clear my head.” His innuendo went completely over her head.
“Good because I intend to be busy the entire time.” His hand moved from her knee to her thigh and nudged her open.
“Torrian!” She yelped in surprise.
“Calm down baby just drive I’ll take care of this.”
His seatbelt clicked and released his body, he lunged down apparently extremely excited to claim her as she was excited to have his claim laid to her body. He started by flicking his tongue over her zipper, the tease started to heat her center, she was squirming in her chair. She moved her hips forward to grant easier access, she wanted this more than her next breath. She could barely speak and she moaned his name through a whisper. He then began the pleasurable agony. He cupped her full sex and blew hot air onto her then pressed, the combination of the pressure and sensual heat made Gwen pulsate harder.
“Oh fuck Torrian!”
She tried hard not to swerve or give her activities away to the other drivers on I-5. He brought her to the edge so many times but deprived her from continuing to orgasm. Gwen was panting and pleading with him. “Please Torrian, please I need to cum for you.”
“Not yet love.”
“Please.” She whined her dismay but Torrian would not give in to her.
Torrian kept his tongue and mouth working until they pulled into her parents’ driveway. She whimpered one more time. She was now so frustrated that he denied her orgasm, she took a few minutes to compose herself. The two entered the large home and found it comforting, Gwen watched Torrian take off with her father to the study. That was becoming a normal routine. She loved that Torrian and her father got along so well, so she let the men be and she went to the kitchen to spend time with her mother, and talk about what has been going on in Marie’s life.
The traditional dinner was something that Torrian and Gwen looked forward to. The warm Italian food scented the air and they all dug in. Gwen had skipped her lunch in preparation for this meal, Torrian could eat like a horse and he proved it.
The banter continued. Gwen’s father had a glint in his eye and smiled at his daughter. He loved her, she was his and Marie’s only child and her life was progressing so different than how any of them planned but it seemed to work for her. Torrian was a good man and could care for her, and rarely did Torrian’s hand leave Gwen’s. He had to respect Torrian; he was a strong male and seemed to do the right thing. Steven nodded and the four ate until they were all content then moved to have a drink together. When the night had ended Torrian shook Steven’s hand then Steven hugged his daughter while Torrian got in the car to warm it up.
“Darling you have a good man there.” Steven stated a fact that Gwen knew.
“Yeah I agree daddy.” She smiled and looked back at Torrian.
“Take care of him and he’ll take care of you.” Steven gave his daughter another kiss then watched her go to the car and drive away, he then went into the house to help the love of his life clean up and tell her what Torrian and him talked about she would be dying for the gossip by now.
Again Torrian tortured Gwen with his mouth, this time was worse he unzipped her pants and tasted her sweet juices. She could bring him to his knees in a single second. He would do anything to keep her happy. Torrian knew that she was the one and he would make sure she knew through every touch that he loved her. His tongue was met with the sweetest nectar he could ever imagine. She could not drive fast enough. When she pulled her car into the driveway he whisked her out of her chair and into the house. He pressed her against the wall, sunk down her body, and finally gave her permission to release over and over again.
Kody was still stuck in solitary. He spent his week pacing back and forth in the solitude. He had gone a full week without his woman, her touch, her smile; everything about her was on his mind. She had not come to see him, that bastard Ford must have gotten into her mind. She was cheating on Kody with that lesser male Kody was willing to bet. Kody cracked his neck, the popping sounded like automatic shots being fired at close range, he closed his eyes, and waited for the relief to flood his system. The relief was nothing compared to the velvet skin he had felt against the back of his hand. He relished the memory, Kody coveted another touch that was all he needed, more, more of his Gwen. Gwen was his addiction now and he was glad. One touched would turn into another, then another, and continue to escalate from there. When they were younger she loved being his addiction. They spent many nights wrapped around each other’s arms panting and moaning for the start of another round of sex.
He would fuck her until neither could walk the next day. The scent of her was enough to drive him wild. Kody closed his eyes and let the darkness surround him. Gwen was there in the darkness of his subconscious, but she was so real. She beckoned him. His dream vision soothed him when she spoke as a lover would. “Kody you will kill for me, prove your love.”
After those words she disappeared and he was alone once again with his thoughts.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Kody twisted and turned on his lonely bed, his arms were empty, and Gwen coming to him had only been in his dream. He groaned loudly, he was becoming sick, sick with desire, sick with longing, and sick with missing his woman. Unable to continue resting he stood and began to pace in the tiny cell. He had no stimulation. Although he enjoyed not having to share his quarters he almost wanted to be back in the main cellblock because then he might be able to glimpse his beloved. Since he was unable to sleep he continued his pace. One, two three, turns, one, two, three, turn, over and over again. His mind slipped further into the darkness, the voice returned to him and spoke again, “Kody I need you, take care of the defiler. The man who touches me needs to meet his death.”
The sultry sweet voice belonged to his Gwen. She was begging him for a favor and how could he refuse her? Kody closed his eyes and envisioned the source of the voice. He loved it. That was his woman and she needed him. He could feel her touch and his mind took it further. He laid back down finally willing to let his body rest because of her. She was nudging him towards sleep; he needed his strength if he was going to take on the bastard that touched her. She figure in his mind kissed him and suddenly he found himself transported in a dream to the past they shared.
Gwen had taken forever to get dressed. He was itching with need. He needed to get his fix. He had taken up being a runner for a local kingpin. The position allowed him to have a habit on the side. She had no clue about his habits at this point after all she didn’t party with him. He kept that life separate from her. His knees jumped up and
down with nerves. She was still in her bathroom.
“Damn Gwen we’re going to miss our fucking reservations.” He bitched at her.
“Almost ready baby.” Gwen was open and affectionate with her terms.
“Just hurry the fuck up” He was short.
She didn’t respond to his last one, but she seemed to move faster, at least there was more and more noise coming from the bathroom. Honor wasn’t back from her study session, damn she was one freaky bitch, and Honor would do things that would get her family to disown her. He had only recently began fucking her on the side, Gwen wasn’t quite so adventurous in the sack and he needed a bitch that would slob his knob and let him put it up her ass. Honor seemed to relish the feel of his blunt head pushing at her back door. She just loved the cock. Kody rubbed over his cock, he wished he had a session with Honor in order to keep his cool with Gwen.
It was if his prayers were answered, by some fucked up sex god. Honor came walking in, and she was wearing a mini-skirt. Hot damn she was tight, he motioned with his fingers. Gwen was taking too long and he needed to bust a nut or at least feel her smooth pussy.
“How much longer Gwen?” He asked.
“Twenty minutes, I want to look perfect baby.”
“Okay I’m going to step out for a minute and make a few calls.”
“Okay.” She hollered back at him, she said twenty minutes in reality she meant thirty or forty.
Kody grabbed Honor’s wrist he knew it would bruise but she loved it. She had no respect when it came to sex and that is the kind Kody liked the best, he could spit on her pussy and she would moan for more. He pulled her onto the balcony and unzipped his pants, she fell to her knees and worshipped like a good bitch should, he could probably turn her out and make her a bottom bitch, perhaps when business allowed he would do it. He knew many men that would love to fuck a freak like her. She was an expert with her mouth. It was funny to him; the chick named Honor was the one who would let you do anything to her. Interesting…
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