The Deadliest Secret (The Deadliest Series) (24 page)

             
“I should go and work, only have a few hours don’t need the big man coming down on me for slacking off.” Justin shifted in his seat uncomfortable that he had made Gwen visibly upset, he didn’t quite understand why because she was the one asking the questions, not him but as he said Torrian would not like it if he found out that Justin made his woman cry or upset in any fashion. He desperately wanted to go back to doing his job; the criminals were less intimidating than Gwen and Torrian.

             
“Did he say anything else important?” Gwen looked over to Justin her eyes pleading.

             
“Only crazy ranting, I put him in his cell then he killed his cell mate and got moved to solitary. He’s been refusing to eat and just screaming, I swear that’s all I know, nothing credible, he’s a piece of shit Doc and no one will believe it.”

             
Gwen sighed heavily and wrote all the information down. “Justin, I’m sorry to have disturbed your day,” she wiped over her face with her hand, “I really appreciate it though I just want to know everything for the reports.”

             
“I understand Doc.” He sounded sad for her and that irked her, she could not take the sympathies that kept coming.

             
Gwen stood and opened the door for Justin to leave; she finished detailing the notes from her session with Justin and reflected upon what she gave away to him with her odd behavior. She finished her notes from the day and set her files aside for tomorrow.  She grabbed her bag and locked her office on the way out. While she was walking down the hallway a cold hand gripped her forearm and Gwen dropped her bags, the paperwork from Kody and Russel Weaver’s files covered the floor surrounding her, she tried to steady herself.

             
“Shit Gwen I’m so sorry.” Seline was immediately down on her knees picking up the papers, for some reason Gwen could not stop from jumping when people touched her.

             
Gwen lowered herself to the ground to help the secretary. “Seline, I’m sorry I am just so jumpy lately. I think I need to lay off the coffee.” She added, and get over Kody’s attack for real, in her mind.

             
Seline gave Gwen a genuine smile that Gwen fought to return, she gave the best smile she could to the gentle raven-haired female. She did like Seline; her long locks reminded her of the classic loose curls of the pinups from long ago. She had an air of class about her yet she was still one of the kindest souls Gwen had encountered in her life.

             
“See you tomorrow Seline.” Gwen spoke as she started to move with haste again.

             
“Later Doctor B.” Seline nodded.

             
Gwen was almost to the elevator when she passed the employee lunch room. There was a normal amount of people inside but one spoke louder than the rest; Alison’s voice was full of disdain as she spoke hate.

             
“I bet he didn’t try to rape her, she’s just faking it because she got caught fucking him.”

             
One of the other voices was more sensible. “Who would lie about rape Alison, plus has that McQueen guy ever looked at you? Whenever his eyes are on you it feels like your soul is being sucked out of you, it doesn’t matter if you look back, he is just like a black pit. You better not let the warden or Ford hear you talk that mess about her.”

             
Gwen stayed by the doorframe for a moment to hear how Alison came back from that. “Please we all know she’s fucking Ford, perhaps one dick isn’t enough. I’ve heard the talk.”

             
She looked down to see her knuckles white as snow; Alison was stepping over the line in a severe way. She was quite tempted to walk in, but still she waited.

             
Alison continued her speech, now she had listeners she wanted to make sure her rant was heard in its entirety. “She shouldn’t even be working here, if she could have a past with an inmate like that she should have been fired, she probably sucked the warden off too.”

             
Gwen could see Alison’s features sneering as she spoke, the woman had never shown anything but contempt since Gwen started at McNeil. Alison was taking a breath to continue, her audience was groaning softly at the mention of the warden’s involvement in a tawdry affair. “Why else would she request so many liberties? If she wasn’t fucking them why would she need so much privacy with the prisoners, it’s not like they’re real patients, just fucked up whack jobs,” this is when Gwen rounded the corner without a word Alison’s back was to her and she kept talking, “they’re just a bunch of fucked up people that deserve to be put in the chair or given the blue juice.”

             
“You fucking bitch.” Gwen was shaking with anger; she was having a hard time holding back.

             
Alison whipped herself around, her eyes were as big as a deer caught in the headlights of a truck on the highway. “Oh, Gwen, hi, just leaving?”

             
“Stop being so fake you stupid cunt, you’re wrong. Why do you have so much venom in your heart? I didn’t do anything to you yet you think I did. Get a life and grow up. If you ever have my name, my boyfriend’s, my boss, my friend’s or my patient’s names in your mouth ever again I will see to it that you are fired. You can expect a disciplinary action against you in the morning. I heard enough of your hate speech. And you three” Gwen pointed at the remaining people in the area “will be asked to give truthful confessions of what all she has been saying.” Gwen growled the words; they ducked their heads and scurried out of the room like scared mice.

             
“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.