Torn

What We Did

Courtney pulls her arms out of Duncan's grip, places both of her hands on his chest, and pushes him back.

"I-I can't do this. We're in a prison! I have a boyfriend! Not here, not now, not ever," Courtney yelled furiously.

"C'mon, babe. You need to relax," Duncan said. He grabs both of her breasts and massages them slowly. Courtney holds in a moan."Don't you want to have some fun? Don't be such a stuck up bitch."

"I'm not stuck up! I can have fun," Courtney snapped indignantly.

"Then let's do it! Scott won't know. It'll be our little secret," he whispered into her ear.

Courtney bit her lip.

"This is wrong and totally inappropriate." She smiles. "But whatever. Let's just get this over with."

Duncan smirked and removed her shirt. "See? Now you're talking! I knew you still wanted me."

Courtney giggled, leaned forward, and kissed him passionately. She pulls herself away for a moment so she can speak.

"I still hate you," she says.

He smiles.

"I still hate you, too."

Duncan lifts Courtney up and she wraps her legs around him. He twirls her around, and Courtney's brown hair flew in all directions. She laughed.

"Duncan! Stop!"

Duncan stopped twirling her around and set her down on the floor.

"Anything for you, princess," he replied mockingly.

She leans forward and kisses him, her disheveled hair tickling his face. Duncan squeezes her ass and Courtney laughs. She gets on her knees in front of Duncan and begins to remove his belt while smirking.

This is so wrong, Courtney reminds herself.

She pushes her logical thoughts away, and desperately removed his pants. Once she removed his boxers, Duncan helped her take off her pants and her underwear. Duncan then pushes Courtney onto the table.

"You sure about this, princess?"

Courtney nods. "I'm sure."

He pulls himself closer to her, his member pressing against her wet folds.

He tugs on her bra teasingly. "Take it off."

Courtney stares on him quizzically. "Why? Do you want suck on my boobs like you're a baby?"

Duncan laughs. "That's the plan, yeah."

Courtney huffs as she takes off her bra. She has never let anyone play with her boobs. Duncan grabbing them was the first time someone had ever done that. Now that she thinks about it, that must make them really sensitive-

Before she can continue her train of thought, Duncan begins sucking on one of her breasts. He grabs the other one with his hand and rubs her nipple with his thumb.

She moans and grinds herself against him, her hands holding the table behind her for support. Courtney can feel his dick rub against her folds and this makes her wetter.

"Duncan?"

"Yeah?"

"Just fuck me."

Duncan smirks and enters her. Courtney wraps her legs around his back, clutches onto his shoulders, and moans softly.

"Fuck, you're so wet."

He begins thrusting into her slowly, but picks up the pace.

Duncan begins grunting and Courtney screams, not caring about the consequences. All she wanted was for Duncan to keep fucking her as if nothing else in the world mattered.

Duncan continues to thrust deeper into her, and her screams become louder.

"Fuck," he whispers, feeling himself come closer to his climax.

"Duncan! I'm gonna-"

Suddenly, the door of the room flies open.

"Is everything- Jesus Christ!" The man at the door turns around as quickly as he can. "Put on some damn clothes! Duncan, it's time for you to get back where you belong," he says condescendingly.

The door closes and Duncan shrugs at Courtney.

"Whatever."

He pulls out of Courtney and she lets out a sigh.

"Hey, there can always be a next time, if you want." Duncan winks at Courtney.

She rolls her eyes. "No way. This was a one time thing."

Duncan laughs as he put on his shirt. "We'll see about that."

Courtney and Duncan finish getting dressed in silence. Once they're fully dressed, Duncan turns to Courtney.

"Court, listen-"

The door of the room flies open once again. This time, two gruff-looking guards approach Duncan and forcibly pull him away from Courtney. He tries to fight against their grip to no avail.

"C'mon, seriously?! Wait-"

Those are the last words Courtney hears from Duncan as he's escorted out of the room.

Then the gravity of the situation  hits her. She just cheated on her boyfriend with Duncan. With Duncan! How could she do this to Scott? What was she supposed to tell him?

The first man who opened the door appears once again. He approaches Courtney cautiously.

"Ms. Cortez, do you know who I am?"

Courtney shakes her head. "No, I don't know who you are."

"My name is Bernard Evans. I'm the one who spoke with you on the phone?"

"Oh, yes! Biscon County Prison's director. Nice to meet you." She smiles nervously and stretches out her hand. Bernard looks down at her hand and does nothing. She quickly pulls her hand away and crosses her arms.

"Ms. Cortez, you do realize that the prison practically owns Duncan, correct?"

Courtney stared at Bernard blankly.

"Sure..."

"Therefore, by having...sexual relations with him, you are vandalizing our property. It is a direct violation of our rules - which you agreed to follow when you arranged your little 'hookup' of a meeting."

Courtney frowned.

"He's my boyfriend! We can have sex whenever we want to. Whether he's your prisoner or not," Courtney counters back angrily.

"Boyfriend? When you came in, you claimed that he was your ex-boyfriend. Lying to officials such as myself is a serious offense, and you have broken an important rule in the Biscon County Prison. I'll see you in court, Ms. Cortez. For vandalizing our property via sexual misconduct and for lying to publicly-renowned officials. Have a nice day." He flashed a grin at her and exited the room.

Courtney's head spun, but one thought pops up in her head that causes her to fret.

I'll need a witness to prove that I didn't lie about Duncan and I not dating.
Shit.
Needing a witness means
I have to tell Scott what I did.
I'm so screwed.
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