Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
It’s not enough.
15
KINKAID
WARMING UP
After Grady is swallowed up by the corridor, he doesn’t return for three days.
On the first, I watch the door, waiting for everything to go wrong. If Wilson comes back, it won’t be to chat or mess with our stupid fucking board games. We won’t take him by surprise again.
After the second, I can’t concentrate on much outside of turning over all the ways Wilson could hurt us or, worse, Lory. When she leaves this place, we won’t be able to protect her. Even in here, I’m worried he might get to her.
By the third, I’ve bitten my nails to stumps, and sleeping has become an issue, even after sex.
Yeah, I still find the headspace for that. I’m a man, after all. A fucking desperate sex-starved man wants to bury himself in the pretty girl who gazes up at him like he’s a warrior, not a low-down perp.
We’ve been together for five days, and each has been sweeter than the last. Lory isn’t just a convenience for me and my friends. She’s managed to become a part of our group. After Grady left, she closed in on herself for a while, staring into space and twisting her hands in her lap like she could wring her sister’s boyfriend’s neck from a distance. We did our best to provide comfort with soft words and gentle touches. Her tears stung like salt in a fresh wound, and the powerlessness I felt left me aching and frustrated.
In the end, sex became the best distraction, and Lory lost herself in that, burying her worry because she had no way of doing anything else. When her anxiety lifted a little, her laughter returned, and so did the peace she brought us all. Hyde’s like a different man. He’s gone green and stayed that way. Last night, when I checked on him and Lory, I found him sucking her tit like a baby in its mother’s arms. It hurt to look at him that way, all weak and childlike, despite his rippling muscles and fearsome size, except I know it’s healing him. What I don’t know is how long the healing will last. Is it a temporary fix or one that could remain after she leaves?
We have twenty-five days to go but only if the warden has sorted Wilson. He must have done it by now. That’s what I keep telling myself, except nothing in this place ever works out how I expect it to. Disappointment is a bitter pill I’ve gotten used to swallowing.
Lory emerges from the shower and drifts to where we’re all watching TV. It’s a stupid film set in some dystopian future that’s a lot like the present in this place. She goes to walk by me, but I pull her into my lap, enjoying her little squeal.
“I just got clean,” she laughs, swatting my hand away as I try to get under her shirt. She stopped wearing panties because they’re rarely left on her body for long enough to make it worthwhile. Plus, I’m not the only man in here who loves thinking about her sweet little pussy just there, waiting to be touched, all naked and perfect.
“Who says I want to make you dirty?” I lick her ear, and she squirms, making the sweetest little whimpering sounds as I rub a thumb across her nipple.
We stopped wearing condoms after Rock fucked his way out of his first. Turns out Lory likes getting filled and we like watching her drip, especially when three of us have taken her, one after another.
“You always want to make me dirty.”
She’s not wrong. I can fuck and brood at the same time. In fact, brooding just makes the fucking more intense. She’s a multitasker, too. Fucking and worrying.
“Maybe I want something different.”
“Oh, yeah?”
She doesn’t believe me, but she’ll find out.
I ease my cock from my pants, and she stares down at it, transfixed. She probably imagines taking it in her throat. She’s so good at sucking dick, she’d win a gold medal if there was one available. The Olympic Cock Sucking Award goes to Princess Lory. I chuckle at my internal monologue.
But that’s not what I want.
“I want you to warm my cock.”
“Warm it?”
“Yeah. I just want you to sit on it. Right here. You don’t have to move. Just keep it inside you where it’s nice and cozy.”
I spit in my palm and slick it over my dick, then I lift Lory until her pussy is poised over my cockhead. She’s a little wet, so the head goes in nicely. She braces her hands on my thighs, and I support her weight, waiting for her to take me deeper.
Hyde, who was watching the movie, is suddenly transfixed by what we’re doing. Rock rubs the back of his neck, then cups his dick like he’s guilty for getting turned on. We haven’t fucked in front of each other yet, but maybe this will be the start of something. Sharing has always been a kink I’ve imagined indulging in, and there is no privacy in this place. The walls are like paper.