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before she even had a chance to react to my presence. In one swift move, I flicked the cigarette out of her mouth, covered it with one hand, and grasped her wrists together, binding them behind her back with my other, all before she was able to react. Putting my face directly next to hers, I whispered in her ear, “Don’t fucking scream, don’t make a fucking noise. Understand?”
    Her big brown eyes locked with mine, and she nodded her head. Taking the hand away from her mouth, I lifted her skirt and drug my finger between her legs.
    “You fucking like to be manhandled, don’t you? You’re so god damn wet.”
    Taking my cock from my pants, I managed to sheath myself with one hand. I ripped her thong off her body, throwing it to the ground
    Thrusting my cock into her pussy was heaven. She was so wet. “Fuck, honey, you feel so good.”
    I slammed into her harder and harder.
    She felt so warm and good. I felt my orgasm start to build. A few more pumps and my balls tightened to my body. The ripples flowed, and I came hard in the condom.
    I pulled out of her body. Taking off the condom, I tied it shut and tucked myself into my pants. She straightened herself.
    “Thanks, Mark. I needed that. I love when we pretend we don’t know each other.”
    “Nina, you’re ruining it.”
    She laughed and took out another cigarette. I pulled it from her lips and took a drag before handing it back. “Next time, I want you to suck my cock.”
    She made a clicking noise with her tongue. “Nope, you know I don’t do that.”
    I leaned closer to her ear. “You will, and you’ll enjoy it.”
    Pushing myself off the brick wall, I walked back to my Charger. Slamming the door, I started the car and pealed out of the lot, leaving two very long black tire marks.
    Off to the courthouse to see what this judge was going to do.
    Having to park a few blocks away, I took the back route. I saw him. He looked like he was in his own little world. Wanting to fuck with him, I pulled my hood over my head and moved so I would run right into him.
    Clipping his shoulder hard, I muttered, “Watch it, buddy.” I kept walking, wondering if he would recognize my voice. He didn’t, and I just laughed. I must’ve been late, though, if he was already walking away from the courthouse. I quickened my speed, making my way to the jail that’s attached to the courthouse.
    The clock clicked over to three in the afternoon, and I shifted uncomfortably on the metal bench in the visiting room. The door buzzer sounded and the prisoners walked through in a single file line. Most of the people around me jumped up and hugged their loved ones; however, I stayed seated until she reached me. I kept my eyesight lowered. White tennis shoes came into my line of sight, and I stayed frozen.
    “You may look at me.”
    A shiver traveled through my body from her words. I shifted my gaze up. She placed her hand in front of me. I accepted it and placed a soft kiss on the back.
    “I’ve missed you, Mistress.”
    She slid in across from me and crinkled her nose. “You reek of sex.”
    I blushed and looked down at the table. “I’m sorry, Mistress.”
    “Shut up, Mark, you aren’t fucking sorry.”
    I dared to look up at her. I saw the evil gleam in her eye. God damn, I love her .
    She shook her head and looked away. “You disappoint me.”
    “Beverly, please—”
    Her head snapped back around and her eyes darkened. “You are not allowed to call me Beverly.”
    “I’m sorry, Mistress.”
    Noticing the guards weren’t looking, she leaned over the table and whispered in my ear, “If I was alone with you right now, I’d fucking whip you to a bloody pulp.” She licked the outer edge of my ear before biting down on it hard. I whimpered, and my cock strained in my pants.
    She leaned back and glared at me as she crossed her legs.
    “I suppose you heard I’m up for bail?”
    “No, ma’am.”
    She scowled. “You didn’t make it to the hearing on time. I expected to be