When Cash's mean ass hung up on me, it made me laugh. She had tried so hard to be tough, but I saw the way her eyebrow rose when she saw my dick through these thin ass pants. I wasn't going to let up on her, though; the flowers that I had delivered to her today were light work. That wasn't even the start of how I was coming behind her. All I needed was for her to commit to taking the case so she could have a reason to bring her fine ass here; I was applying nothing but pressure. She could hang up the phone on me all she wanted, but in person, she wasn't going to be able to tell a nigga no.
"Let's go, Carter. I'm taking you to medical." The female guard came into my cell and waited for me to stand so she could cuff me.
"The fuck I need medical for?" I grilled her as she stood in front of me, waiting to get a reaction from me. This bitch was aggravating; she was the type of guard that was the first to get killed in a prison riot.
"Your hand looks broken." She snapped as she put her hand on her hip and rolled her eyes. Still waiting for me to get up.
Reaching out quickly, I grabbed her and pulled her to me. It caught her by surprise; at first, she tensed, and then she relaxed and fell into my body.
"Don't take me to medical; take me to the closet," I said as I looked down at her.
"Boy, please." She laughed as she pushed me back gently. I gave her a look that told her I was serious.
"I'm dead ass, let's go." I grabbed my dick, and it got her attention. With a deep breath, she turned around, exited the cell, and waited for me to come. She was so ready that she didn't even remember to cuff me as we walked down to the closet at the end of the unit. Once we were there, she locked the door behind us and turned to me with nothing but lust on her face.
Finding a table, I leaned against it and pulled her between my legs. She leaned up to kiss me, and I turned my head. I wasn't putting my mouth anywhere near her.
"Take that off," I instructed her as she stood in her uniform.
"You want me to be naked in here?" She looked up at me in confusion.
"Hell yeah, I know it's some fire under that uniform." I looked down at her and waited. Slowly, she started to strip out of her uniform until she was in nothing but her boots. Taking my dick out of my pants, I turned her around and stood behind her, rubbing it across her bare ass. She moaned out loud as I reached in front of her and grabbed her neck slightly.
"You ready for this dick?" I leaned into her ear as I slapped my dick a couple of times on her butt cheek.
"Mmhmm," she moaned.
"I know. I wouldn’t fuck you with that baton on your belt." I pushed her out of my way, put my dick back into my pants and walked out. I bounced, leaving her standing in the middle of the closet, completely naked. She had the audacity to damn nearempty a can of mace on me, throw me in a cell still cuffed, and think that I was going to fuck her afterward.
She wasn't even an ugly girl, but she was as easy as a kindergarten spelling test. If it was any nigga in the dorm who had a little motion, she was down to fuck. I wasn't sticking my raw dick in anything after these niggas in here. Savage was the only woman that could walk on this compound and get every inch of the dick I had to give.
I hada meeting with Cashmere today, and I damn near beat the guard's ass when he acted like he was going to be late getting me there. I couldn't wait to see her fine ass come through the door.
"Hi, Mr. Carter, nice to see you again." She said she reached over to shake my hand.
I looked at her with nothing but fire in my eyes as I scanned her body. She came in today looking good as fuck with a brown dress and loafers on. I let my touch linger as I held her hand, and she blushed before taking it away.
"What's up, Ms. Savage? Thank you for being on time." I joked as I took a seat at the table and waited for her to do the same.
Breaking character again, she burst into laughter as she joined me and took her seat.
"I would like to go over the things that I've reviewed. Mr. Wright won't be joining us today. He had a family emergency to attend to." She pulled out a pad that was filled with notes.
The only thing that I saw was her. I know I must've been staring at her ass like a creep, but I had never found anyone this fucking pretty before. Especially a woman so much older thanme. She looked up and caught my gaze but chose to ignore it. She read off the notes on the paper as I zoned out.
"Right now, we have two witnesses who claim that a man matching your description was firing the weapon at the victims. We must find a way to bring doubt to the fact that?—"
"You got the flowers I sent you last week, Ma?" I interrupted her.
"Yes, thank you. Now focus, please..." She cleared her throat before she continued talking. Even the way that she nervously pushed her hair behind her ear was sexy. My dick got bricked underneath the table just looking at her.
She spent the next half hour running down the game plan.
"I said all that to say that I believe I can win the case for you. So, as soon as you pay the retainer, we're good. Any questions?" She said once she was finally able to take a breath.
"Nah, not about the case; I feel confident in you. I feel like you got this shit covered. I knew you were official when the nigga I hired suggested I hire you." I said as I leaned back in the chair.
"Well, thank you. I know you can never be too sure, but I took the only cases I lost despite my doubts. This one is not one of those. I can't make any promises, but I have a solid defense strategy lined up," she assured me.