Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 24154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
When she comes down, it hits her hard what she just let me do. Her mouth drops, and she panics.
I pat her pussy, pulling her panties over to cover her. She’s pulling her skirt back down her legs, and I can’t stop myself. I put my fingers in my mouth and moan around the taste of her. Both her hands are back on the desk, and she’s looking at me as if she can’t believe what she’s seeing.
“Fuck, you taste so good.”
Her whimper fills the room, but I don’t stop until I’ve licked my finger clean and her tang is coating my tongue. She lifts her eyes to mine, and the way she looks at me is my undoing. I thought I could walk away tomorrow. Yes, I would make sure she was protected behind these walls, but now it’s not enough. I need to know she’s always protected. I need to know that anyone and everyone knows not to touch her… because she’s mine.
CHAPTER 4
EMILY
WHAT DID I JUST DO?
I open my mouth and then close it again.
I’m not even sure what I should say right now. He taps the desk. “Talk to me, Emily.”
I sit up a little taller and say the first thing that comes to mind. “What are your plans when you get out?”
He searches my face. “I’ll work for the club.”
Confused, I ask, “The club?”
He nods. “Yeah, I’ll probably work at Heat & Ink.”
“The tattoo shop?”
He nods. “Yeah.” His voice softens. “Do you have one? A tattoo, I mean?”
I shake my head. I’ve thought about it, but I’ve just never done it. Mostly because I don’t know what I would get. “No, I don’t.”
He juts his thumb at his chest. “You ever get one, I’ll give it to you.”
I shrug. “Okay, so you’re going to work at Heat & Ink. Where are you going to live?”
“The club.”
I nod and try not to let the jealousy take over. I’ve heard about parties at the Exiled Guardians clubhouse and I’ve heard about the cherries there. I never understood the concept until someone explained it to me that the cherries are there to take care of its members. Before I can ask him about them, I clear my throat and whisper, “I’ve never done this before. I’ve never crossed this line before.”
He nods. “I know that.”
What else is he going to say, though? I feel like I need to explain. “No, seriously. I have never—”
He cuts me off. “Emily, stop, I wanted this. I wasn’t leaving here without touching you, so this is on me.”
I let out a low, slow breath. “Okay… so what about you? Is this a normal thing for you?”
He tilts his head. “You mean do I go around touching women in prison?”
I shrug. I’ve heard some stories about some of the administrators here, and there are nurses and other women in and out. I’ve seen the way some of them look at Jack.
He shakes his head. “No, honey. I haven’t wanted to touch anyone but you.”
I roll my eyes. I don’t even know who I am right now. This is not me. I don’t break the rules. Heck, I don’t even bend them. I’ve never looked at an inmate twice in a romantic way, but when I get around Jack, it’s like I’m a cat in heat.
He grips the chair, turns me to face him, and then locks his hands on each side of my chair. “You’re quitting.”
I lift my chin in denial. “I’m not quitting my job. I can do good things here, Jack.”
He growls, and it’s obvious he’s not happy with me. I’m sure he’s used to getting his way and hates to be told no.
“Bradley.” I call toward the door.
He’s quick to turn. His eyes raised, he walks into the room. “What is it, Ms. Riles? You okay?”
I smile to reassure him. “Yes, Bradley. I’m fine.”
I feel Jack tense next to me, but I ignore him. “I was wondering if you can grab something from my office for me?”
Bradley is already shaking his head. I knew he wouldn’t like me asking him to leave me here with Jack, but I’m determined. “I have a packet on my desk. It’s a manila folder with a sticker on the front that says Jack Felon.”
Bradley looks at Jack and glares. “I don’t think—”
I cut him off. “It’s okay, Bradley. You know Jack is not going to hurt me.”
Bradley glares at Jack but finally nods his head. “Fine. I’ll be right back.”
He gives Jack a stern look and then turns on his heel and walks out the door. I can feel Jack’s gaze centered on me, and now that we’re alone, my confidence is shaken.
Jack’s voice drops. “Okay honey, you got us alone. Now what?”
I lift my eyes to his, suck in a breath, and say the one thing that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about. “I want you to kiss me.”