The Deadliest Secret (The Deadliest Series) (21 page)

             
“I agree I’ll try Steven. I can’t promise she’ll listen to me. You know how head strong she is.”

             
Before the men could continue there was a shout from the dining room, dinner was ready. They nodded and walked to find the table had been set and dinner was just being served.

             
“Smells great Marie.” Steven changed his tone and became relaxed, Torrian had to wonder how he hid what he was feeling so well.

             
“Hey baby.” Torrian smiled and pulled Gwen to him; he planted a chaste kiss on her forehead and pulled out a chair for her to rest.

             
“Baby girl you got one hell of a face tonight.” Steven observed.

             
“Yeah patient at the island didn’t respond well to therapy.” She tried to joke.

             
“So I’ve heard.” Steven said with acid in his tone, Gwen shot a look to Torrian, a cool warning.

             
Torrian looked down at his food then put his hand on Gwen’s thigh drawing circles closer and closer to where he felt he needed to be. Gwen looked at her plate but Torrian felt the gaze on his hand, he moved his hand to her inner thigh. Gwen adjusted herself in her chair granting him more access to her erogenous zone, he was throbbing already craving her release as well as his own. He leaned over to kiss her cheek as her parents talked “you madam are trouble incarnate.”

             
“You started it.”

             
“Gwen.” Steven’s voice interrupted their canoodling.

             
“Yes dad?” She answered hesitantly.

             
“I want you to come be partners in my clinic, I need to expand and you’d have all your own clients, plus I want to retire eventually and who better to run my business than you?”

             
“Daddy I don’t know, people might not take too kindly to that, they’ll think I got the job out of nepotism.” She said blandly.

             
“No you earned it look at your degrees, your experience, baby girl that prison is dangerous.” Her father started the same talk again with her in the audience.

             
“Dad doesn’t, not tonight please. I don’t feel up to this discussion.”

              “Fine but we need to talk about this darling, you shouldn’t be exposed to such horrors.” He chastised her.

             
“Yes Dad.” She was placating him again; she smirked up at him under her lashes.

             
“Smartass.” He chuckled and everyone dug into the feast on the table.

             
It was later than normal when Gwen and Torrian said their goodbyes and wandered out to her car. Torrian opened her door and she slid into the comfortable, pale, leather seat. He climbed into the drivers seat and they started to the freeway. While he was driving Torrian put his hand on Gwen’s lap. His palm pressed against her slit, her gasp was a reward. He was smirking while he drove down the busy freeway. Torrian’s eyes never left the road but she was squirming, Gwen’s legs fell slack and she began to moan softly.

             
“Fuck Torrian.” Her hips were grinding against his skillful fingers.

             
“I told you that you were in trouble.” He said his voice as smooth as silk.

             
“Oh God baby.” Gwen’s body was nearly convulsing around him.

             
Torrian decided it was time to tease her, she had started this earlier in the night and her scent was intoxicating. He pulled her panties to the side and traced her slit. Her core had heated past the point of no return Torrian pushed two fingers into her slick sex easily.

             
“You’re so ready for me baby.” He pulled his fingers from her and sucked them, her pupils dilated even further and she groaned because of the removal.

             
“Yes I am. I’ve wanted this all night.” She grabbed for his hand and put sucked his fingers tasting herself, Torrian almost drove on the median he was cranked and raring to go. He looked to see if there was a rest stop on the way, none.

             
Gwen guided Torrian’s hand back down to her aching and waiting pussy. He gently palmed it, he moved his hand up and down on her, treating her gently in case she was hurt or wanted to stop. He craved nothing more than to take her till she cried out from pleasure, but this had to be done right. They hadn’t made love for almost a week. He inserted two fingers back into her; he was twisting and tapping her g-spot over and over again her body writhed in pleasure.

             
He kept her on the golden edge until they arrived at her townhouse. She had nearly come for him several times, he knew her body well at this point, he knew when to bring it on and when to let it ease right before she could explode. Torrian could feel her clitoris pulse between his fingertips, he could hear her panting and when he looked over he saw her wild eyes, desperate with desire. When he finally pulled up and put her panties back where they belonged, he did as he always does and walked to her side of the car. To Torrian’s surprise and pleasure she launched herself at him, her long legs wrapped around him tight like a vice grip. Her lips were ragged on his, like he was a buffet and she was starved. Torrian kicked the door closed and got them inside as quick as he could; the primal urge to mark his woman had taken over.

Chapter sixteen

Kody was thrown into his cell and left to rot. There was a huge commotion after he tried to take what was rightfully his. Kody had just tasted Gwen’s sweet tears, caressed her tender breast, and grabbed her thighs in a fit of passion when the correctional officer Torrian Ford came into the room and tore him away from the beautiful flesh that would make Helen of Troy jealous. Gwen was worth going to war for, and if Torrian wanted war with Kody he was more than happy to oblige the other male. Kody rubbed the bump on his head and tried to remember more of what happened, he had been thrown against a wall hard, then his head was peeled back and slammed again. Torrian had been brutal; good, this would prove he could be a worthy adversary.  He laid his sore body on the cold bed, his heart still thumped in his chest. Kody was exhilarated that he was able to touch Gwen, and she proved to him that she wanted him too. Her reactions were amazing; she had clawed at him and bit him, which turned his libido on high. He rubbed over his cock; he could feel his heart beat in the head of his shaft.

             
“Fuck Kody you just got back and you’re going to yank it right in front of me?” Russel rolled his eyes at Kody and instantly Kody wanted to jump off his pitiful bed and beat the other man.

             
“Just touched my woman’s pussy so I’m a little fucking riled, please forgive me oh king of the universe.” Kody’s voice was thick with sarcasm.

             
“Yeah right you lying sack of shit, that psychologist woman is out of your league, her knockers are fucking perfect for fucking.”

             
“We need to have this conversation again about talking about MY Gwen like that?” Kody’s voice was malicious.

             
“Just telling you the bitch is fuck-able and she isn’t yours bro.”

             
“That’s why I fucked her before.” Kody taunted Russel; he was going to reveal his past to the other man to make Russel eat his words.

             
“Bullshit.” Russel rolled his eyes once more; Kody thought he would enjoy turning this man into a bobble head.

             
Kody went into explicit detail, even told Russel about a small birthmark on Gwen’s lower back, you could only see if it you were completely undressed with her. She hated it and kept it covered the entire time they were dating until Kody kissed the entire outline of it, she was perfect and he let her know what he thought of her beautiful body.

             
“…And today we consummated our reunion, my fingers were about to be inside of her when that cock blocking asshole Ford pulled me off. He was jealous I was going to have her.”

             
“What did she say?” Russel was placating Kody with questions.

             
“She was scared of him, he fucking threw me around like a ragdoll, he is probably a steroid using freak.”

             
“Damn man.” Kody could tell that Russel didn’t believe him.

             
“Want to smell my fingers? They still smell like her.”  Kody took a long inhale at the finger that had probed within Gwen’s body.

             
“No man I’m good, probably missed and tried to finger-punch her asshole.”

             
“Whatever you want to believe man.” Kody relaxed back into his bed.

             
Kody was bored of his cellmate. He lay on his back and his hand slipped into the waistband of his pants; he gripped his cock and pumped it with his left hand. He brought his right hand back to his nose and inhaled Gwen’s sexual scent, his hips circled and he pushed the finger into his mouth and sucked it. Her taste was like an explosion in his mouth. The bland food, even her kiss couldn’t compare to the taste of her pussy on his tongue once again.

             
“I think I will ask for another personal session with doctor feel good if she’s going to start fucking patients I want to get on that list.” Russel wanted to ruin Kody’s erection and he knew just how to do it.

             
Kody tried to ignore the comment, he was bent on having the pleasure he had been denied for too long. He stroked himself with the taste of Gwen on his lips. Kody wanted to be sure he didn’t cum too early when he had his next session with Gwen.  His balls tightened under his feverish stroking. Kody’s hips were thrusting up. He was picturing Gwen on top of him, he was buried deep within her walls and her breasts were bouncing from the force of their twin thrusts meeting each other. He felt the little drops of his excitement hit his fingers. He wasn’t going to stop, he squeezed himself tight, the sharp bite of his nails digging into the under carriage of his shaft made him explode with a low groan. He slowed his strokes as the hot liquid spilled onto his hand and clothing, he didn’t care. The release was just what he needed; he lay in bed and ignored the talk around him for the rest of the day.

             
There were no more sessions, Kody had received notice that he would not be returning to therapy this week, big deal he already knew that. There were others getting letters too. Gwen must have gotten scared enough to call in sick after that animal Ford attacked him in spite. Gwen was much too delicate for that violent and explosive man. Kody was driving himself insane with each day that passed that he did not hear that Gwen had returned and that she had not called on him to come to her yet, the pain was becoming unbearable. The snide voices in his head rose, the coked out version of himself started the argument in his head, this version of himself looked just as he did but spoke with urgency as if he knew the truth was coming and the truth did not favor Kody’s life at McNeil prison.

             
“She’s fucking them all, every single one of the other dicks have been inside her except yours.” The first voice said.

             
“Fuck you.” Kody said to the snarky toned asshole in his head.

             
“She would take pipe from every one but you, she’s fucking that guard every night, probably letting him put his cock up her ass.” The voice continued.

             
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” He screamed out loud.

             
“What the hell is your problem?” Russel gave Kody a look full of disdain.

             
“You.” Kody snapped back.

             
“What the fuck did I do?”

             
“You are breathing.”

             
Kody knew that Russel wasn’t his true problem but the other convict was the closest thing to him and that meant he was now an issue.  Russel stood up to his full height in front of Kody’s bed, Russel was wiry and wafer thin but he was a little taller than Kody.